Well, we're back in Dean's POV. And in America. But this is one of the last chapters I have done. Well, it's this and two more. I'm working on writing the last chapter of the story right now - I've written maybe one third of it - but I'm kinda stuck because of school and I just never find the time to sit down, relax, and write. But hopefully things are gonna get better soon.

Let me know what you think of this chapter, okay?

"So tell me again why you want to go to school?" I asked, watching J.J walking from the bed to the closet, her ass perfect in the pair of jeans she was currently wearing.

We came home yesterday, and even though school started today again Mom let us stay home. We had been up almost the entire night, talking and catching up. And Mom was huge, and she would be bigger. She was only five months pregnant and it looked like that baby would pop out any second. But there was four months left, and they hadn't done anything in my old room yet. Except for moving my old bed and the few stuff that had been in there. And they had bought some color to paint the walls. But other than that, they hadn't done anything yet.

"Because I'm bored."

"People don't go to school because they're bored," I explained and lay down on my stomach with my face toward her. "You can stay home and have sex with your boyfriend."

Even though she had the back of her head against me, I could practically see her roll her eyes and I chuckled.

"I can have sex with my boyfriend some other time."

"But what if your boyfriend really wants to have sex with you?"

"Then he can be patient and wait until tonight," she answered me when she turned around. She was holding a black tank top that she pulled over her head and then took a white cardigan that was hanging over the chair next to the desk. Pulling her damp hair into a pony tail she grabbed her glasses and put them on.

"I don't want to be patient," I pouted and she laughed at me causing me to smile. God, she was so adorable and she didn't even know it.

"C'mon, poutyhead," she grinned as she grabbed my hand and pulled me up, leading me out of the room and out of the house.

It was our last class before lunch when we came to school, and the hallways were empty. We had english, meaning my favorite teacher.

"Dean and Jennie, how nice of you to join us," he said as he saw us walking through the door, and every head in the classroom turned toward us. But something was wrong. Jenna and Liam always sat beside each other, but now they were on each side of the classroom. "We were just talking about our futures. Miss Walker, what does your future look like?"

She dropped my hand, nodded toward the empty seat beside Jenna and then walked over there. I took the empty seat behind Liam.

"How I want my future to look like? A steady job, a steady economy, and hopefully a family."

"And this future steady job, how does that look like?"

"A photographer, most preferably a wildlife photographer."

"And this perfect boyfriend/husband, what's he like?"

"Isn't that different for everyone?" she asked, and a round of laughter went through the room.

"I suppose so, but for you?"

She laughed softly before she answered with a sigh.

"Someone I can be myself around, someone who understand me, who listens to me. Someone who loves me for who I am, and not someone they think I am. Someone who can make me laugh with a single word or a single look. Someone who says everything even though not a single word leaves their mouth. Someone I can spend the rest of my life with, and someone who's my best friend."

"And looks?"

"That's never been something I care about."

"Do you think you'll find this guy someday?" he asked then and I saw her smile before she looked at me.

"I think I already have."

I felt myself return her smile, and for a second the moment was perfect. Then Olivia had to ruin it all.

"Oh please, do you really think he listens to you, talks to you like he's interested? If I remember correctly, we were together for a year and we never had a conversation deeper than talking about the weather."

"The thought never occurred to you that maybe I never wanted to talk to you?" I snapped back, and she stared at me with wide eyes as the rest of the classroom was so silent you could hear a pin drop to the floor. "Just maybe I had someone else on the side that would actually mean it when she asked how my day had been, or really wanted to know if I felt like eating at her place or at mine? That maybe I had someone who cared about me as much as I cared about her, and that that person wasn't you?"

"Are you saying that you were sleeping with her when we were together?"

"Really Olivia, you're bringing that up again?" J.J joined the conversation, and Olivia rolled her eyes.

"We all know it's true."

"Screw you," I told her as I clenched my teeth together.

"Like you've never done that before."

Don't hit a girl, don't hit a girl, don't hit a girl.

"Do you want me to kick your ass again?"

"Okay, let's just end this conversation right here!" J.J was cut off by our teacher and I was surprised he hadn't interrupted us before. "I'll see you all tomorrow, and don't bring that kind of language with you."

I was about to wait for J.J but I saw Jenna dragging her out of the classroom so I turned to Liam and walked next to him to out lockers.

"Nice to be back?"

"Not really," I laughed but then turned serious. "What's up with you and Jenna?"

"What do you mean?" he asked, and the lie was obvious.

"You were on different sides of the classroom?"

"There was no seats next to each other."

"You're such a bad liar, Li."

"Fine," he said and tossed his books into his locker. "We had a disagreement."

"You mean a fight?"

"No, a disagreement."

"If that disagreement means that you're not talking, it was a fight."

"She told me this thing, and I told her one thing and it led to us not agreeing on something."

"On what?"

"I'm not telling you in here," he answered when we walked into the cafeteria. I was just about to ask him about it when J.J walked up to us, and hit Liam in the back of his head.

"Asshole."

"That hurt!"

"I don't care. Fix things, now."

"Wait, did you know?"

"I've known for four months. Now go fix it."

"Fix what?" I asked but they didn't hear be over their glaring. J.J won though and with a sigh Liam walked over to the table where Jenna already sat.

J.J led us to another table and I looked at her. She knew what I was asking. I was confused.

"Spit it out."

"What have you known for four months that Liam hasn't and what does he have to fix?"

"I don't think I'm supposed to tell you."

"Oh come on, who will I tell?"

She looked at me for a long moment before she took out her phone from her pocket, wrote something and then placed her phone on the table. Right then I felt mine vibrating. So it was a big secret that no one was supposed to know about?

"A-a-are you kidding me?" I asked when I saw the text, staring at J.J. I couldn't believe this. Was it really true?

J.J shook her head. "I told Jenna to tell Liam, but she was scared. She didn't know how he would react, but yesterday she told him. He was chocked, but he took it okay."

"Then what are they fighting about?"

"About telling our parents."

The voice belonged to Jenna and I looked up. She and Liam took a seat at our table, and I looked at her.

"Are you really…?"

"Yep."

"How did you find out?"

"It was pretty obvious when I fell in love with a chick."

"So you've been secretly dating a girl for four months?"

"Yep," she answered again and I found myself nodding. I don't know why, but I was.

"Wow," I breathed and I heard a laughter. "What?"

"You and Liam are just freakishly alike."

"Shut up," Liam and I said in unison and both of the girls laughed.

"What are you doing?" I wondered as I came out from the bathroom, a towel around my waist. J.J was sitting at the desk, thirty or so pictures in front of her.

"A collage."

"Why?"

"Because," she answered and I rolled my eyes as I walked up to her, leaned down and wrapped my arms around her. She had a huge picture frame in front of her, cutting out pictures and placing them inside the frame. There was pictures of her parents, of Julia, our friends and of us. But there was a piece missing in the middle.

"What goes there?"

"You'll see," she murmured and I could see her smug smile.

"When?"

"In a few days when I get the picture."

"Ugh, you're boring," I said and heard her laugh as I walked away from her, dropped the towel and found a pair of boxers that I put on.

"Oh, am I?"

"Mhm, totally."

"Why is that?"

"Because you won't tell me stuff."

"It's a surprise, and if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise anymore."

"If you tell me, I can drop the boxers again."

"Baby," she answered me as she stood up and walked up to me. Her arms snaked around my waist, her hands running down my back. "I can take them off myself."

As she spoke her fingers dug into my skin and went down under the edge of my boxers and then I felt her hands running over my skin until she grabbed my ass.

"Then why won't you?"

"Because you look damn sexy in black."

"And you look damn sexy in that tank top and those shorts," I told her and placed my hands on her ass, pushing her closer to me. "You would look sexier without them though."

"Oh really?" she asked, let go of my ass and took a step away from me. Then she winked before she pulled her tank top over her head and I could see the perfect roundness of her breasts. I cursed her bra for covering her boobs, and I grabbed her wrist to pull her to me in a kiss. I skipped the soft kiss, and instead of sucking on her lip I darted my tongue into her mouth right away.

I mentally thanked both Mom and Keith for working tonight, and then pulled J.J even closer to me. My hands traced over her arms to her chest to her bra, and then I groped her boobs. My fingers went under the edge of her bra, pulling it up so that I could let my lips surround her right nipple. I sucked on it as one of her arms locked around my neck, pulling my face closer to her and her other hand went down under my boxers again. I let my teeth take a nibble on her soft, slowly erecting nipple and I heard her moan into my ear.

Suddenly my back hit the wall, J.J's hand grabbed my cock and I could feel my erection growing under her hand. She was sucking on the side of my throat as her hand caressed my length. Her movements were so slow, and it was killing me. Sheknew I wanted her to go faster. She knew what I wanted her to do.

"Jennie…" I groaned against her breast and she pulled my head up with her free hand.

"Say it," she murmured against my lips and I swallowed hard.

"Please…"

"Say it," she repeated before she bit my lower lip and I groaned again.

"Fast…" I swallowed again. "Faster."

I could feel her smiling against my lips before she kissed me, and then both of her hands were pulling my boxers down. I was fully erected by now, and J.J knew she would drive me crazy if she didn't do anything.

All of a sudden her lips left mine and I knew what she would do even before she bent down on her knees, and I moaned loudly when she took me in her mouth. She hadn't done this many times, but her tongue could do miracles to me. I could feel my knees go weak before I came, and I was surprised when she didn't pull away. She had swallowed before, but I knew she wasn't the biggest fan of the taste. But she still swallowed, and then her face was back in my height.

"Your turn," she whispered as she bit her lip.

"Oh, really?" I asked before pulling her closer to me and then I lifted her up in my arms only to sit her back down on the desk. Before she had the chance to react, I pulled her shorts and panties off and then I was the one on my knees. I wasn't new to this anymore, and I knew how she worked. I knew what would drive her crazy. I knew what would make her beg. So when I dug in, I didn't go directly on her clit. My hands grabbed her ass, pulling her closer to my face and I basked in the feeling of her wetness. I let my tongue swirl around her clit, but never directly on it and when she moaned it was in the form of my name. And her voice was pleading. That's when I remembered a trick I read in the book we got from Liam and Jenna for christmas. Oh god, this would be good.

When her legs clamped together around me like they always do when she's about to reach her orgasm, I stopped.

"Dean," she pleaded. "Please don't stop."

"Trust me, Freckles," I answered her leaning out a little bit so that I could meet her eyes. They were slightly unfocused, but I could see the confusion. "Just trust me."

When thirty seconds had passed, I dug in again. I still wouldn't go for her clit, and I knew it was killing her. But when she was close to her orgasm again, I stopped. This time I waited for twenty seconds. And then I did the same again, waiting for ten seconds before my tongue returned to where it wanted to be. And this time I didn't ignore the area she wanted me to be. Sucking on her clit, I was growing hard again. J.J's legs were around me and she locked them as hard around me as she could when she orgasmed. The orgasm lasted for longer than they usually did, and from the sound that escaped her lips it was more intense than ever. After licking her juices up I kissed my way up to her panting lips, and locked gazes with her.

"I need you," she whispered, her voice almost breaking.

"Where?"

"You know where," she almost snapped back and I held my laughter inside.

"Oh no, you have to say it."

"Inside me. Now," she growled and I grinned. I needed to be inside of her, so yeah, this was good. Her legs were locked around my waist, and I carried her over to the bed where I lay down above her. I didn't hesitate for a second when I pushed inside her, and her legs locked around my torso, her calves pulling me deeper inside of her with every thrust.

"Why are you still wearing that fucking bra?" I asked, causing her to laugh. When I pulled out, I got up just a little bit so that she could take her bra off and before she even had the chance to toss it aside I pushed inside of her again and I heard her moan. My thrusts became harder and faster and I could feel her nails piercing my back.

"Dea- Oh, god," she breathed when I grabbed her ass with my left hand, lifted her up a little bit and thrust harder as I reached deeper inside of her. Sucking on her left breast, I grabbed her right breast and squeezed it tightly. Her calves somehow managed to lock harder around me, and I knew she didn't have more than a few thrusts before she would orgasm. Her hand moved from my ass and grabbed my hair, pulling my head to hers and attacked my lips. But not for long, because only a second later my lips trembled so hard it was impossible to kiss her. Instead she took the control and bit into my lower lip as I released inside of her, and within the next thrust it was her turn. I could feel her walls tighten around me, and she cried out my name. She was panting, but so was I.

Scooping down a little bit, I rested my head against her boobs and her legs locked around mine. I could feel her fingers playing with my hair as my right hand rested on her right breast, and I smiled.

We lay like that for a long time, catching our breaths and when someone talked again it was dark outside.

"I love you," she whispered, her fingers still going through my hair.

"I love you," I echoed her as I smiled against her skin, and I placed a kiss where I could reach.

And that was it. None of us said anything else, and eventually I fell asleep right there on top of her, under the comfort of her playing with my hair.