Author's Note:

Hi everyone!

This is a fanfic inspired by The Summer I Turned Pretty Season 2 Episode 2: Love Scene. This is a continuation of the fireplace scene between Belly and Conrad. This is what I imagine Belly and Conrad's first time is like. I really wanted to capture the sweetness/innocence of it. Enjoy and let me know what you want me to write about next!

Fireplace Scene:

It's snowing and Conrad Fisher is chasing after me, almost tripping in the process. We both laugh from the thrill and I realized I haven't heard him laugh like this in a long time. For a moment - just a moment it felt like we were kids again. Maybe just for tonight, life could be as sweet as it was then. A thought entered my mind just as it had last summer: It occurred to me I was going to have to make the most of tonight. Really make it count.

Conrad catches up to me, intertwining his frozen fingers into mine and I can't help but be giddy. He doesn't let go of my hand as he opens the door and as soon as we are inside, we're headed for the fireplace. I lay out a blanket in front of the fireplace as Conrad tends to the fire. I watch him and smile. He turns his attention to me and I place my hands on either sides of his face exhaling sharply and smiling.

"Ooh" Conrad shudders and smiles in my hands. "Feels good." I expected him to turn away but he doesn't. For a moment, he looked like young Conrad. The boy I had loved since I was 12. I teased him, "Yeah, that's cause you're cold hearted."

Conrad's eyes met mine. "For everyone else, maybe." Then he looked away and whispered, "Not for you." I knew in my heart it was true. Conrad's eyes always said more than words ever could.

My eyes were speaking now. I was begging him to kiss me, flashing between his eyes and lips. I closed the distance between us and Conrad's lips were gentle when they met mine. Hesitant but perfect. He pulled away smiling at my hair in his fingers.

When he looked at me again, I surprised him with another kiss. He hesitated then we were kissing and nothing else in the world mattered.

Conrad pulled me out of my daydream. "Um... we-we should probably go-"

"No, no, no." My own words shocked me as they came out faster than I could process them.

His eyes questioned mine as I said, "Don't stop."

Conrad held my gaze and I wondered if I had said the wrong thing. Then his lips were back on mine with zero hesitation. Conrad had always kissed me like I was a precious christmas ornament he didn't want to break. But tonight felt different. Each kiss was more passionate than the last. It scared and excited me all at once. As our kisses deepened, my hands found their way under his shirt. I had seen Conrad shirtless countless times and always wanted to touch him. His warm and strong body was making it all real. Was I - are we about to -

Conrad laughed, "Wait." He said, catching his breath. I couldn't help but smile from the look on his face. Tonight I was the one taking his breath away. I giggled, "Are my hands too cold?"

Conrad shook his head, "No, no... It's just, um... Feels nice." It was in that moment I knew Conrad was memorizing tonight just as much as I was. We took off his shirt together and I trailed my hands from his back to his neck. His muscles were solid and we shared another passionate kiss. He was moving way slower than I was but things were heating up fast.

Conrad suddenly stopped and looked at me, "I hope you know I didn't bring you here just for this."

I interrupted, "Oh, I know-"

"We don't have to do anything if you..."

"No, no, no. I want to" I knew exactly what I wanted. On every birthday, every shooting star and every Christmas I had wished for Conrad. And that wish was about to come true.

I watched the fire flicker in his eyes as I said the most vulnerable words I will ever say to a boy. The kind of words you can never take back once they're said out loud.

"I want it to be with you."

Conrad's entire expression changed. I swallowed and added, "I mean, unless... unless you don't want to-"

Conrad was the one to interrupt this time. There was an intensity behind his eyes I'd never seen before and he was almost smiling, "No, no, no. I do." That made me smile. And Conrad added, "I really do."

We stared at each other for a moment then our lips fell back into sync. This boy. This kiss. This night. It was all I've ever wanted and cared about.

Conrad started on my sweater, his eyes asking for consent as he undid each button. When he discovered the infinity necklace that had been hiding under my sweater, he looked up at me with pure wonder. We didn't have to say anything in that moment. We both knew. We were it for each other. Everything had built up to this. Suddenly my sweater fell to the floor and I was topless. I was taken aback by how swift and hot what he just did was. Conrad's hands found my waist and I knew I was ready. I unclipped my bra then let my bra straps fall, one by one. We never broke eye contact as he gently laid me down on the blanket.

I was the one staring at him with pure wonder now. Was this really about to happen? When I looked into his eyes, everything felt right. He lowered his face to mine and kissed me so slowly, so romantically. It felt like it lasted forever. It felt like a dream.

"Belly, are you sure?"

I nodded without hesitation.

"The first time hurts, Belly. And I don't want you to regret-"

"Conrad-" I said. Nothing could change my heart's mind, it was made up.

"The only regret I would have is if it's not with you." Conrad's eyes met mine and I could tell my answer surprised him. I realized he was just as nervous as I was and it gave me the confidence to say: "Conrad, it's going to be perfect because it's going to be with you."

"If it starts to hurt or if you want to stop-" Conrad started again but I interrupted him with a kiss. Conrad kissed, licked, and sucked every inch of my body that night. When he slowly took off my blue underwear, he planted a kiss on my most sensitive part making eye contact and it was then I knew I would never regret tonight. How could I?

Conrad was good at everything. He was a good lover, always asking if I was okay and keeping his eyes on me to see what feels good and what hurts. He took his time with me.

Conrad came back up to kiss me then got up. He said, "Don't move, okay?" then left. Before I knew it he was back with a condom in his hand. Conrad Fisher was standing naked in front of me with his amazing hair and a condom. He smirked, "You moved!" I didn't realize the shocked expression I had on my face until he said, "We can stop, Belly..."

"No." I said, standing up. When I got to him, I pressed myself against him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Our lips were so close they were practically touching. I whispered against them,

"Remember Infinity?"

Conrad looked down at me and didn't say a word. Then swooped me into his arms like a doll, he gently laid me on the blanket and took me in. Conrad lowered his face to mine once again, did his infamous smirk and we both closed our eyes to kiss. When I opened my eyes, he put the full weight of his warm body against mine and I gasped.

Entering me slowly and not breaking eye contact Conrad Fisher whispered, "Always."

Taylor used to tell me your first time sucks and you just need to get it out of the way, but tonight was was a moment and memory that would stay in my heart forever. Conrad and I had become one. A boy and a girl with infinity to look forward to.

After, Conrad held me in his arms for a long time. We didn't have to say a word, our eyes and bodies had said it all. But he surprised me when he broke the silence. "Belly?" He said caressing my hair.

"Remember when we played Would You Rather on the beach?"

I laughed. Of course I remembered. The question had been: Would you rather live one perfect day over and over or live your life with no perfect days but just decent ones?

His eyes were sincere when he said, "If I could, I would relive tonight with you over and over again."

I smiled and Conrad did too. When Conrad fell asleep that night, my heart whispered to his:

"Conrad. There's only you.

There's only ever been you."

Then I fell asleep in his Cousins Rowing t-shirt dreaming of how Conrad Fisher had been my first. It was a night that changed everything - a night we really made count. A memory and moment so perfect it could never be replicated or erased.