AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hi everyone. I want to thank you for the love and support you all gave me about the passing of my great grandmother. I will miss my great grandmother, but like I said in the Author's Note, I'm glad she's in heaven. She was 96, she was out of it, and it just wouldn't have been fair for her to live anymore. But I'm going to focus on the positives- I have this story and I'm starting a new job really soon designing corsets at this Victorian-era wedding dress shop (I didn't get fired from my internship, I just will have ended it, and don't worry, I'll be making time for this story and I have you guys supporting me every step of the way.
Just going to be positive. OK, enough maundering, here's Chapter 13 of Life improved with him. I wanted to make Austin & Ally get a little closer this time, if you know what I mean ;)
ALLY:
We continued kissing as we went to his apartment and his bedroom and we took our shoes off. His bed was very soft. He took my jacket off and then my top and I took his blazer off and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest and hot six pack, accompanied by buff arms. He stopped kissing me for a moment and stared into my eyes and asked,
"Are you OK with this?"
I gave him a big lustful smile.
"Oh yeah."
"Just let me go grab a condom from the bathroom."
"OK."
He went to his bathroom and came out with a Trojan. I took off my jeans and unzipped his pants. I unhooked my bra and threw it on the floor.
(AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Yes, Austin & Ally are having sex. But I ended the steamy sex scene with Ally unhooking her bra. Yes, I am all for steamy love scenes, but I draw the line at porn. I never show groin areas or women's nipples.)
I asked him,
"Can I mess up your hair?"
He giggled.
"Go insane."
I put my hands in his blonde hair. It was fluffy on top and shorter on the sides and in the back. We just went at it all night until we were exhausted. I woke up next to him in his bed. It was one of the most comfortable things I'd ever slept on. He whispered in my ear,
"Good morning, beautiful."
I woke up to find myself wrapped in his arms.
"Good morning, handsome. Your muscles are so hard. I like them."
"Thanks. I work out at night five times a week. It's a great way for me to unwind from dealing with juvenile delinquents all day."
"I should do that, too on the days I have off from Starbucks. I deal with kids who a fair amount of treat me like garbage and put their feet in the mouths."
He gave me a disgusted facial expression.
"I meant, say inappropriate things to me,"
He said,
"Oh."
He reached under the blanket and pulled the condom off and put it on his nightstand. He whispered,
"Did you have a good time last night?"
I giggled and booped his nose. I giggled and whispered,
"You bet your ass I did. It was great to meet your parents, Randy and Alanna, and to see your sister again."
He giggled.
"They love you too. My brother and sister told me that they like you better than the last girl I was with, her name was Brooke Carter. She was a fucking lunatic."
I asked,
"How so?"
He said,
"I dated the crazy bitch for nine months, but I broke up with her because she streetwalked and sold drugs to get money. We lived together for like six months, and it seemed a little fishy how she wore revealing outfits and came home flaunting cash in her bra and always smelled like drugs and alcohol. She then checked herself into a mental asylum, and when she got out she was more aggressive, psychotic and delusional, and a doctor who worked at the hospital, he called me, and I told him I was the significant other of Brooke Carter, and he said I should get a restraining order against her, which I did."
I said,
"A bit ironic, that you dated a girl who did drugs and sold herself on the street and you work with kids who do that."
Austin giggled.
"I know, right? But I like you much better. You're clean and you don't sell your body."
I said,
"Oh, no. This body's not for sale."
I snuggled up to him.
"These blankets are so comfortable. It's like sleeping on a cloud."
He told me. Still snuggled in his arms, I glanced at a picture frame on his nighstand. In the picture, it had him, Randy and Cadence sitting on the sofa in their den. She looked so cute in her little blue pajamas. I remembered Cadence had brought it in back when I was her teacher and an assignment I had given her class at the time was to write an essay on their family. I said,
"I remember Cadence brought that exact picture in her first semester of her eighth grade year."
Austin kissed my temple.
"At that time, she went on and on about what a great teacher you were. And she was definitely right."
I kissed his cheek.
"You and your siblings just look so cute together."
Austin laughed.
"Aw, thanks. I love my brother and sister. And I'm glad I got to see Randy last night- I hardly see him since he gets deployed a lot."
"You must really miss him."
"I do. Not only do I miss him, but I worry for his safety. He gets deployed to Afghanistan, Iraq, any place in the world. It makes me regret annoying him as a kid."
I said,
"Well, I never had any siblings. Just parents who divorced when I was nine. You had half of The Brady Bunch."
Austin giggled.
"Hey I love that show!"
Later, after we had showered and gotten dressed together, Austin asked,
"Why don't we go get some breakfast? You like Subway? My treat."
"Who doesn't like Subway? And thank you."
He zipped on a green hoodie over his blue T-shirt with Rocko's Modern Life on it.
"Nice tee shirt."
I smiled.
"Thanks. My friends Jace and Dez and I sometimes go thrift shopping and on our last venture, I bought this. I love Rocko's Modern Life. Randy, Dez and I used to watch it together and sometimes Cadence would join, too. We had to bribe her with every dollar of our pocket money to get her not to tell our parents that we let her watch it, but it was worth it to not get our asses grounded and all the dirty jokes flew over her head anyway."
I giggled.
"That's what siblings are for."
He held my hand as we took a walk to Subway. He asked me,
"What would my pretty girl like for breakfast?"
I asked,
"Can I have a sandwich with eggs, tomatoes, spinach and cheese and orange juice?"
He said,
"Absolutely, princess."
He picked up my hand and kissed it, once again, giving me that tingly feeling. Waiting for him to ask me to be his girlfriend felt like the Twilight saga with Bella having to decide over Edward and Jacob. Twilight was big when I was in High School, and The Hunger Games was also a big thing. I had overheard some of the students talking about the books and fangirling over the attractive male characters. Hell, some of them were reading Fifty shades of Grey. I liked the books, but the first movie, I remember seeing it with my dad and Katie, and it was awful.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Again, thank you all for your support. I really appreciate it. I hope you all have a fantastic fourth of july! Peace, love, hugs and kisses!