Breaking the Rules
By MaryMagdalene912
Disclaimer: You all know that these characters don't belong to me, right? Well, I'm just reminding you of that unfortunate fact. But, on the other hand, if anyone steals my plotline, they can count on having their guts ripped out to make a necklace for me as soon as I find out. Thank you (:
A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed, especially the people who said they liked the fact that I kept Darien and Serena in character! Thank you all for being so supportive! (: (: And ON with the story…
Chapter 3
Raye storms up to us. "Darien, I thought I told you to not be so paedophilic! She's my age for God's sake! And she's my friend! So stop hanging out with her."
"Listen Raye," says Darien furiously, "I can hang out with whoever I want to, so you just mind your own business. And just for the record, we're only five years apart, so stop being so freaking childish!" He grabs my arm heatedly and drags me out of the mall. I look back. Raye looks exactly like a fire breathing dragon, and Ami looks scandalised.
Darien's breathing harshly and he's gripping my arm so tightly, it almost cuts off the circulation. "Darien?" I say meekly.
"What?" he snaps.
"Do you think you could let go of my arm now?"
"Oh, yeah sorry!" Darien looks sheepish as he lets go. "It's just that she's so out of her depth, and she never knows when to stop interfering!"
"No, it's quite alright." I say, a little shaken myself. "You know what, I think it'll be better if we stop seeing each other. Maybe it's all for the best."
"No!" yells Darien, and people turn to look at us. He lowers his voice. "No! Serena, you can't just stop it because she doesn't like it! Look, I really want to see you again, ok? How about a movie next Friday?"
"Um..." I hesitate, not wanting to be the victim of Raye's wrath again.
"Serena, we'll drive far away, and find a theatre in the middle of nowhere, ok? Raye won't find us, I promise!" Darien said, almost reading my mind.
"Well…"
"Come on!" It was like he was begging. I give in. I have to!
"Alright!" Immediately a smile lights up his face. He reminds me of Rambo, the little terrier we used to have. I could almost see Darien's tail wagging! "I'll meet you just outside my house, then? You do know where that is? It's the one two blocks down from Raye's old house. Number 23."
"Yeah, sure, no worries. Oh, crap, I have to go, Gramps will be wondering if I got lost or something! I'll see you Friday then?" and with a quick hug, Darien's off, walking quickly back home. I look after him with a trace of a smile on my lips. I reckon this date won't be so bad after all… if Raye stops interfering, that is!
Oh, no, the much awaited day has come, and the biggest crisis right now is that I can't find something to wear! I try on a black mini and a blue halter. No, it's too much of a night club thing to wear. I pick up a simple green dress that hangs down to the middle of my thighs. No, I look like a camouflaged soldier or something. A pink cardigan and white jeans? No, I look like a flamingo!
"Serena, hurry up! You're going to keep your lover-boy waiting!" Mina giggles from the kitchen.
I growl in return, and harass my poor wardrobe yet again. "Can't you bloody give me something nice to wear?" I yell at it, and kick its door. Suddenly, as if by magic, a top falls out onto to floor. I quickly pick it up. It must have been wedged between the top of the wardrobe door and the wall of the wardrobe. Wherever it was, it is beautiful! It is an off-the-shoulder top in different shades of blues and greens, with tight sleeves that suddenly spread out at the elbows. Perfect to wear with my white jeans! Finally, I am dressed. Now, for the make up. I quickly brush on a hint of blue eye shadow and mascara, and coat my lips lightly in a light pink gloss. Oh, joy, I'm finally ready to go.
"How do I look?" I give Mina a demo.
"You look great! Now, go kick some butt, sister!" Mina laughs, and gives me a push towards the door.
"See ya later! And don't wait up for me!" I wink and close the door. With perfect timing, Darien pulls up in his black Mercedes convertible just as I let go of the door knob. I walk down and open the door.
"Hey Serena! Wow, you look great!" Darien gives me the once-over before grinning. I smile back and get in the car.
"Let's roll!" I say, and we rip through the nearly deserted streets with the wind whipping through the car. I feel the urge to scream and laugh, so I do, until Darien tells me to sit back down unless I want to get caught by the police. We drive for a long time and then we get to a cinema out of town, just as Darien promised earlier.
"You're sure you know how to get back?" I ask nervously. We are a long way from my area, and even I've never been here before. This is an area with a lot of gangster wannabes that can be dangerous if you don't know how to get around them.
"Relax, I've got the street directory!" Darien grins, and leads me out of the car. "Come on, let's go."
We buy the tickets from a sleazebag out front who tries to crack onto me.
"Back off pal, she's mine." Growls Darien. I smile at him for that.
We find seats at the back of the half full cinema as the movie starts. It's a good movie, something about pirates and stuff, but Darien and I are too busy making out like teenagers in the back. I almost feel ashamed when I realise Darien's older than me and he's not complaining!
Darien pulls away from a particularly heated kiss. "Sorry, Serena, you're too young for this, I shouldn't be doing this."
"Well, if that's the way you feel…" I trail off, fold my arms and concentrate on the movie huffily. He sounds too much like Raye for my liking, and this annoys me because I actually thought he didn't care about the age difference, but oh well…
"I didn't mean it like that!" Darien protests, turning me to look into his eyes. "Hey, I'm sorry. Come here." We don't know how it happens, but we're in each others arms again, with the fierce passion we had on the day at the shopping mall.
Suddenly, we hear jeering and catcalls. It's a group of wretched school boys laughing at us. Darien gets up angrily, but I pull him down again. Throwing them a dirty look, I lace my fingers through Darien's defiantly and look straight ahead at the screen. It's funny, but I'm so angry, I can barely see the picture.
"Ooooh, look, the little love birds are holding hands." It's only a little comment, but Darien gets so peed off that he goes and punches one of the idiots in the nose. He deserves it! We quickly run out to the car before the manager comes to chuck us out.
As soon as we're in the car, I ask Darien something I've been itching to ask him since we were in the cinema. "Darien, do you really think I'm too young?" It comes out sounding more pathetic than I intended. I do indeed sound like a little girl. I hang my head in shame.
Darien lifts up my chin and looks long and hard into my eyes. "No." he says. It's only one word, but it's powerful enough. He presses his lips comfortingly against mine, and I return the kiss. Somehow we tangle together awkwardly, trying not to jam the gear. I press my body up against his and I can feel him against my thigh. His hand is caressing my back, then it comes to the front, his fingers now brushing over my nipple. I moan out loud, and he presses harder against my thigh. But he breaks away for a moment. "Are you sure you want this?" he asks, his midnight blue eyes serious, yet lustful. I barely manage to gasp out a yes. That's all it takes.
He pulls my top off over my head, unhooks my bra, and trails hot kisses down my neck, leading to my breast. I arch against him as he takes a nipple into his mouth, his tongue softly moving over it. His teeth graze over my nipple for one brief moment, and I shiver involuntarily against his body. Darien begins to take my jeans off, more urgent, now that he's fully aroused, but stops.
"Wait, I'm not sure you want this, Serena." He looks at me carefully. "I don't think I want it either. I'm not ready for this."
I blink. "What?" Darien begins to get up off me. The cold night air stings my exposed body and I quickly grab my clothes off the seat and wriggle into them, mortified, and confused at his behaviour. Does he mean he's not ready for this, or I'm not ready for this? He probably thinks I'm too young for him. Damn that Raye! But I still like him very much for the way he didn't say that I was too young, because he knew I wouldn't like it.
We drive back home in silence. On my part, it is a confused pondering sort of silence. Oh his, it's probably a guilty conscience. He double parks the car to quickly walk me to the front door. I give him a hug, and he, surprised, smiles.
"What was that for?" he asks.
"Oh you know, just for being nice." I say vaguely.
"I'm sorry about… you know. Just maybe another time. We haven't known each other long enough, you know?" Oh, THAT'S what it is! I almost slap my forehead in relief. So he doesn't think I'm too young after all! Hurray! I feel like doing a victory dance, but I content myself with giving him a good night kiss.
"Thanks for the lovely night, Darien."
"It was my pleasure. But remember, not a word to Raye, alright?" I nod to him, and he jogs back to his car. He beeps the horn at me before pulling out, and I wave to him until he's out of sight.
I open the door, and Mina's just in the hall, looking quite anxious.
"Mina, what's wrong?" I ask.