A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me
I bounce around my room, my hair flying around messily as I dance to my music. My hips shake as I make my way to my closet in my navy blue underwear and hot pink bra. As I look through my clothes my bouncing settles but my hips continue their movement. I consider a blue babydoll dress as I mouth the words to a song that Dean would never approve of me listening to.
I need to find the perfect outfit. I mean a girl only turns sixteen once and it has to be perfect! Plus spring has just begun, so it is finally warm enough to wear a cute casual dress. I flip through my dresses and sigh, not being able to find a good one. I am about to settle on an okay looking yellow halter top dress that isn't exactly what I want when I hear a knock on my door. By the time I turn around Charlie has already entered my room, running towards me with a hug.
"Happy Sweet Sixteen, Jenny Bean!" She yells, practically jumping me with a hug and being too excited to care about my lack of attire.
"Thanks" I laugh, hugging her back.
She breaks the hug to hold out a box wrapped with shiny pink paper and with a large hot pink bow on top.
"I think you might need this." She smiles.
"Ohhh. What is it?!" I ask excitedly, wrapping my blue bathrobe around my petite body and running over to my bed with the gift in my hands.
"You'll see" She smirks, walking over and sitting next to me on the bed as I rip into the present.
I remove the paper and quickly open the box. Once I pull back the tissue paper I scream happily at what I find.
"How did you know?!" I smile, wrapping her in a huge hug.
"I remember turning sixteen. I needed to dress perfectly too."
"Oh my god. Thank you so much! It's perfect!" I hold up the coral red dress by the small straps.
"Well get changed quickly because we're gonna be late, birthday girl."
After I put it on I smooth it out, admiring the floral stitching at the hem of the dress. The dress comes up to the appropriate length of mid thigh and looks amazing. Before leaving my room I grab a white cardigan and put it on, the sleeves only coming down to the elbow, and I slide my feet into a pair of white flip flops.
"Let's go." I smile to Charlie as I grab my cream colored hobo bag and loop my arm through hers. We march skip down the stairs, humming the birthday song and laughing as we almost trip over each others feet. Once we get to the bottom of the stairs I see the clock on the wall and realize that we still have thirty minutes before we have to leave for school.
"Wait. I thought you said we were gonna be late for school." I state, turning to Charlie who has a mischievous smirk on her face.
"All I said was we were gonna be late. I never said for school."
I look at her questioningly, "Well what are we gonna be late for?"
"Come on." She smiles, grabbing onto my hand and leading me towards the kitchen.
"Char, what's going on? I thought…." The thought dies on my lips as I come to one of the most surprising sights I could have imagined.
"Happy Birthday!" Dean and Sam yell, not in exact unison but close enough to make you smile. They are standing behind the counter with a giant stack of chocolate chip pancakes on a plate, which are covered in whipped cream, chocolate sprinkles and a single candle.
"I can't believe you're sixteen, Jenn." Sam shakes his head astonished as he walks over and places a fluffy and sparkly birthday tiara on my head.
I smile, looking around at all the silly decorations with amazement in my eyes. There are pink and gold balloons all around the room and purple streamers hanging from the ceiling of the kitchen.
"You did all this?" I ask, a smile tugging on my lips. I don't even wait for an answer as I jump into Sam's arms.
"Thank you." I beam as he lifts me off the ground, squeezing me tightly around the waist.
He places me on the ground, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear and placing his hands on my shoulders, "You look beautiful, Jenny. Really."
"Thanks Sammy" I smile.
"And Dean..." I smirk, walking towards the eldest Winchester, "I thought ya hated me."
"Oh, I do." He says, in a very mockingly serious tone, "You are one major pain in the ass."
"Oh, yea?" I smirk.
"Definitely" He nods, and it doesn't take long before he breaks into a smile, "Happy Birthday, Jenn."
"Thanks Dean." I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck as he wraps his arms around my waist, lifting me up so my toes graze the ground.
"So you have to be honest with me." I tell Dean as he places me on the ground. I look him directly in the eyes, all business "How bad did Sam screw up the pancakes?"
"Hey!" Sam exclaims offended, "My cooking is much better now!"
Dean laughs before answering me, "Don't worry they aren't bad."
"Thank you!" Sam huffs, walking towards the table with the plate of pancakes.
Dean leans over slightly so he can whisper to me, "I did a taste test to be sure. We're good." He nods, causing me to laugh.
"Thank you" I wrap my arm around his waist and lean my head against his chest in a side hug as we walk over to the table where Sam and Charlie are setting up plates and silverware.
"So where is this gift?!" I ask excitedly after we finish dinner. They have been teasing me all day and I have to leave soon for the party Charlie is throwing for me.
"Wow, this girl is impatient." Dean says, giving him and Sam a good laugh as we walk into the living room.
"Ha-ha, You're so funny Dean." I mock, "Now can I please have my gift?! Please!" I clasp my hands together under my chin, begging.
"Well until it gets here we can't really do anything about it." Sam informs me, sitting down on the couch with Dean and they each have a beer in their hands.
"Well how long until it's here?"
Sam goes to answer but is interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. I look towards Sam and Dean curiously before they nod, giving me conformation that what is at the door is indeed my present.
"Let's go." Sam smiles as he and Dean stand up off the couch, walking towards the door.
I wonder what it is. In my mind I picture a delivery man on the other side of the door, holding a large box, or maybe a puppy. But once the door opens the thoughts of puppies and large gifts are thrown out the window.
"Oh my god!" I yell running and jumping into my present's strong arms.
"Hey Birthday girl." Ethan smiles, lifting me well off the ground.
"Oh. I missed you so much!" I squeal into his neck.
He places me back down on the ground, but keeps a hold on my hand.
"Thank you guys so much!" I smile towards Sam and Dean.
"You're welcome." They smile, "Now get going to your party." Sam smiles as he hands me my jacket and purse.
"Thanks." I take the jacket and bag from Sam and give him and Dean each a kiss on the cheek.
"Be back by midnight!" Sam yells out the door as we walk towards Ethan's rental car.
"We will!" I assure getting into the front seat as Ethan starts the car, placing one hand on the wheel and his other hand in mine.
'Woah! This is for you?" Ethan asks as we look around Charlie's house, mouths agape at our sight. I bet the playboy mansion has never had a party this wild. There are hundreds of kids, many I couldn't pick out of a lineup, drinking and dancing throughout Charlie's house.
"I think so." I laugh, watching as a guy slides down the banister, falling flat on his face. And even with a busted lip and bruised chin he stands up and throws his arms up in the air, yelling in accomplishment.
"Let's go find Charlie." I take his hand and lead him through the crowd. We don't see her in the living room, but once we enter the kitchen we immediately find her talking to a boy.
"Charlie!" I yell as we walk towards her.
"Hey! Nice turnout, right?!" She grabs a beer and hands one to me when she notices Ethan.
"Who is this Jenny?" She asks, elbowing me suggestively.
"This is Ethan." I introduce, "Ethan, this is my psychopath of a bestfriend, Charlie."
"Nice to meet you."
"You too." She smiles, "Do you want a beer?"
"Sure. Thanks."
We hear a loud crash from the living room causing Charlie to curse. "Crap! I gotta go check this out." She informs us before walking into the dining room where the noise was heard from.
"So…." Ethan says taking my hand once Charlie leaves, "You wanna dance?"
"Sure" I shrug, "Let's go."
I grab his hand and walk to the living room where all of the dancing seems to be taking place. We get into the crowd as 'Swing' by Savage comes through the speakers. It isn't exactly my type of music, but it's a party, right?
He lifts my hand and spins me onto the floor. I giggle before moving my hips to the music. He does some cheesy dance moves, effectively getting me to laugh. However he soon grabs my arms and wraps them around his neck as we dance to the music. I swing my hips as I look clear into his eyes, biting my bottom lip as he holds my stare. I feel the urge, the all too familiar one. I feel my face wanting to be drawn closer, and I can't help but give in.
He cups my face with one hand as our faces come closer. Our lips graze teasingly before finally connecting. It is so gentle and soft but also urgent. We both feel our strong need to be close to each other. I pull his neck closer as he tightens his grip on my waist. Our lips part, allowing our tongues to grace each other gently as we move softly to the pounding music. I feel so alive, like I am full of adrenaline. When our kisses start to become more passionate I break away, placing my thumb on his lips.
"Follow me." I inform him, leading him out of the crowd.
We make it through the living room and up the stairs to Charlie's bedroom. I decide against it because it felt wrong to fool around in my friend's bed and the same goes for her mom's room. We walk to one of the many guest rooms and step inside.
Once I close the door the room is filled with awkward silence. We finally match each others gaze and our bodies move closer. He holds his hands out, which I place mine in. He looks down at them before pulling me closer.
"I missed you Jenny." He smiles gently, staring deep into my eyes.
"Me too." I return the smile, bringing my hands to his neck as I cover his lips with mine. Just like the last one it starts gentle, but begins to get more passionate. Our tongues dance wildly as I pull him back towards the bed, pulling us both down as we reach the edge.
I run my fingers through his soft hair, moaning as he bites down on my lip. I quickly grab the hem of his shirt, dying to get rid of anything between us.
"Wait." He breathes out grabbing my hand, "We should stop."
"What?" I ask confused and hurt, "Don't you want to?"
"Oh Jen, Of course I want to." He sighs, standing up from the bed, "But you don't."
"Yes, I do!"
"Are you sure Jen? Because this is a big deal. Maybe you want to now, but what happens when I have to go back home? We're never gonna be able to see each other. How could we make this work?"
"I want to." I say standing up from the bed, removing my sweater and placing his hands in mine "Maybe we won't be together a year from now, maybe we won't live happily ever after. But I…I love you, and I trust you. You are the only person who knows the real me, and I know you would never hurt me."
He looks up at me shocked, but smiles "I love you too Jenny." He places a small kiss gently on my lips, "But…I…don't have a condom."
"Oh..." I sigh disappointed, before remembering, "Wait, I have one."
"You do?"
"Charlie gave it to me as a joke. Last week she said I was turning sixteen and I need to be prepared." I laugh, grabbing it out of my bag.
"What a good friend." He jokes walking to the bedroom door.
I am about to call out to his retreating form, confused, but I see his hand reach out and push the lock of the door. He walks back towards me and cups my cheeks with his hands. He captures my lips strongly, laying me back onto the bed. I grab his shirt and he successfully helps me pull it up, before throwing it to the floor.
He kisses my neck as his hand makes its way up my thigh strongly, causing me to arch my back as a moan escapes my lips. He pulls at the straps of my dress, kissing every inch of my shoulders. I turn him onto his back so I am straddling his waist, biting my lip as I hold the hem of my dress in my hands. I work up the courage before finally pulling it over my head so I am left in only my panties.
"You're so beautiful Jennifer Moore." He breathes out my real name, staring right into my eyes and not at my exposed body. I smile as he pulls me towards him and he turns so he is now on top. He kisses my swollen lips and I wrap my arms around him neck, needing him to be closer. I break the kiss and go to undo the button on his jeans, pulling down the zipper. I help him pull down his jeans, breathing heavily in anticipation.
"You okay?" He asks, as he holds me with my head rested on his chest.
"Yeah" I smile tiredly.
"You're sure. You're not hurt or anything?"
"I'm sure." I laugh, "It defiantly hurt, but I'm okay now. I'm more than okay." I snuggle into his arms as we lay in the mess of sheets. We stay here in our own world for what feels like only minutes, but eleven thirty comes sooner than I would hope.
"We should probably get ready to go." Ethan say, glancing at the clock.
"Nooooooo" I whine and hold onto him tighter.
"Fine, you can explain to Sam and Dean why your home late." He laughs, knowing it'll scare me straight.
"Fine, let's go." I mutter as I sit up from the bed, instantly missing the comfort of his arms.
I instantly find my dress and throw it over my head, trying to smooth out all the wrinkles. I grab my panties from the bed a slide them on under my dress.
"You almost ready?"
"Yea. Let's go." He smiles, taking my hand.
We find Charlie trying to kick everyone out as we exit the house. I offer to stay and help, but she refuses.
Ten minutes later I am curled up in the passenger seat of the car, watching as Ethan lays soft kisses across my knuckles which he holds close to his lips.
"How long are you staying for?"
"Two weeks" He answers, paying attention to the road.
"That's not too bad."
"But still not long enough." He sighs sadly.
"Well we'll just have to make it count." I reply with a knowing smirk.
"Oh yeah?" He laughs.
"Yeah." I smile, leaning over and placing a soft kiss on his lips. He pulls away and I just stare into his big blue orbs as they gaze at the dark street ahead.
Sorry about the wait everyone. Computer troubles, Mono, Senior Year. Uhhhhh. But I promise to have the next chapter up by this time next week if not sooner.
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