Author's Note:

Hi everyone!

This is a fanfic inspired by The Summer I Turned Pretty tv show! Specifically 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 at Cousin's Beach and Conrad Fisher is chasing after me. We both laugh from the thrill and for a moment - just a moment it feels like we are kids again. Maybe tonight... we can be. It occurs to me just like last summer: I was going to have to make the most of tonight. Really make it count.

Conrad catches up to me and we make our way inside the beach house. We shed our layers and snow boots, laughing then head straight to the fireplace. I find a blanket to lay out for us as Conrad tends to the fire.

Conrad leans away from the fire and sits closer to me, shooting me an almost shy smile. The kind of smile that melts my heart.

I place my hands on either sides of his face and Conrad shudders at my cold touch.

"Ooh," he breathes and smiles in my hands. "Feels good."

I study his face in my hands. He looks so much like young Conrad. The boy I've loved since I was 12.

I smile and say, "Yeah, that's cause you're cold hearted."

Conrad's shoots me a look and says, "For everyone else, maybe." Then his eyes looks away as he whispers, "But not for you."

I knew in my heart he meant every word. I didn't need the eye contact to know it, to feel it. My eyes flashed between his eyes and lips and I leaned back in to close the distance between us. Conrad's lips were warm when they met mine. Soft. Gentle. Perfect.

Conrad is the first to pull away. He smiles, stroking the ends of my hair like a wind chime. I feel every cell in my body come alive with his touch. When his eyes meet mine again, I surprise him with another kiss. He hesitates then gives in. We share a kiss so passionate I forget how to breathe. Conrad breaks up the kiss and leans back.

"Um... we-we should probably go-"

"No, no, no." I say. My own words shock me as they come out fast and clear. His eyes question mine.

"Don't stop."

Conrad stares at me and I wonder if I had said the wrong thing.

Suddenly his lips are back on mine with zero hesitation. We've never kissed like this before. Each kiss more passionate than the last. It scares and excites me all at once. As our kisses deepen, my hands find their way under his shirt. I've seen Conrad shirtless my whole life but touching his bare skin like this made it all so real. Am I dreaming?

Conrad leans back and smirks, "Wait." He says, catching his breath. I can't help but smile at the look on his face. I'm taking his breath away tonight.

I giggle as I say, "Are my hands too cold?"

Conrad shakes his head, "No, no... It's just, um..." He takes a moment then says, "Feels nice."

I blush. I feel the electricity between us. An electric bond. It was a nice feeling knowing Conrad was memorizing tonight just as much as I was. We take off his shirt together. My cold hands tracing his warm back muscles for the first time. My hands find his neck and I wrap them around his neck, leaning in for another kiss. The way he was kissing me tonight. I would never recover.

Conrad suddenly stops and backs up. My lips already missing his. He looked concerned.

"I hope you know I didn't bring you here just for this."

I interrupt, "Oh, I know-"

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

"No, no, no." I say, making eye contact. "I want to."

Of course I want to. I knew exactly what I wanted. On every birthday and every shooting star, I wished for Conrad. I watch the fire flicker in his eyes as I prepare to say the most vulnerable words I'll ever say to a boy. The kind of words you can't take back once they're said out loud.

"I want it to be with you."

Conrad's entire expression changes and I swallow hard. I quickly add, "I mean, unless... unless you don't want to-"

Conrad interrupts me this time. He smiles and shakes his head, "No, no, no. I do." He looks at me with an intensity behind his eyes I've never seen before.

"I really do."

His words hang in the air and time stands still. We look at each other with an understanding of what was about to happen. It doesn't take long for our lips to fall back into sync and for desire to take over. This boy. This kiss. This night. It was all I've ever dreamed about.

Conrad starts on my sweater, his eyes asking for consent as he undid each button. When he discovers the infinity necklace under my sweater, he looks up at me with pure wonder. I memorize his face as he smiles down at it. We didn't have to say anything. We knew. We both just knew. Everything had built up to this.

Conrad kisses me and removes my sweater in one swift movement. It was so hot I forget how to breathe. It hits the floor and he places both his hands on my waist. I undo my bra and slide my straps down, one at a time. I was about to be topless in front of Conrad Fisher. No swimsuit. Nothing.

We don't break eye contact as he lays me down on the blanket. I am the one looking at him with pure wonder now as he positions himself above me. Everything feels right. Conrad lowers his face to mine and we share the most romantic kiss with eyes closed.

When our kiss ends, we stare at each other for a few moments. The house was still and silent with the exception of the fire. Conrad finally breaks the silence.

"Belly, are you sure?"

I immediately nod with zero hesitation.

"I don't want you to regret your first time-"

"The only regret I would have is if it's not with you." I say. Nothing can change my heart's mind tonight. It was already made up. Conrad breathes in at my words and I realize he is just as nervous as I am.

He looks at me from above and sighs, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, "I just- I just want it to be perfect for you, Belly. I don't mind waiting-"

I whisper, "No, I want it to be with you, Conrad. It's already perfect because it's going to be with you."

"Belly..." He says then stops. He starts again, "If at any point you want to stop-" Then I interrupt him with a kiss. We both smile under each other's lips.

Conrad was an amazing lover. This side of him was new to me. He's always kissed and caressed me like a fragile Christmas ornament he could break, but tonight every touch of his was lighting me up like a Christmas tree.

We took our time discovering each other's bodies for the first time. Our frozen hands gliding over each other's warm bodies. It was magical. Electric. Infinite. I could feel his eyes on me, making sure I was okay with every new touch and sensation.

My favorite was when he kissed my most vulnerable part and whispered, "You are so perfect, Belly... Perfect."

He wasn't rough, impatient or anything Taylor had warned me about when it comes to your first time. Conrad was gentle, hesitant, and passionate. He listened to me and guided me when I was nervous. I couldn't believe I was about to lose my virginity to him but my heart and body belonged to him. It always had. It was crazy how within a matter of minutes how comfortable we'd gotten with each other. We were exposed now. All clothing was on the floor. This it. Really make it count.

"Belly?" Conrad asks in between kisses. "Do you want to stop? Let's stop."

I shake my head slowly as I kiss him back. Conrad was always the responsible one, but tonight was going to be different. I wanted him to let his guard down. I wanted all of him. I wanted my Conrad, the boy I've loved since I was 12.

Suddenly I broke away from the kiss and brought his hand to my necklace, "Remember infinity?" I smiled, pressing my body against his. Our bodies were warm. Ready.

Conrad's fingers lightly traced the necklace, his eyelashes casting shadows on his cheeks. There was the boy I knew and loved.

When Conrad's eyes return to mine, I know in my heart there was no going back. This it it. Make it count I think. He looks at me like the only girl in the world and positions himself above me. I gasp at the new sensation I feel against my thigh. I could feel our hearts beating in unison against each other's bare chest.

Entering me slowly and not breaking eye contact Conrad Fisher whispers and leans down to kiss me, "Always."

~

According to Taylor, the first time sucks. I don't know why I always believed her but tonight she had been wrong. Conrad Fisher had been my first and it was one of my top moments. Conrad and I had become one. A boy and a girl with infinity to look forward to.

Conrad held me in his arms for a long time after. I think we were both too afraid to speak, the night had been so perfect there was no need for words. Our bodies and eyes had said it all. He surprised me when he broke the silence, tracing his hand up and down my curves.

"Remember when we played Would You Rather on the beach?" He says, the fire dancing in his eyes.

I laugh. I remember. 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. Without blinking, Conrad takes me in his arms. We are under a warm blanket and he looks down at me whispering, "If I could, I would relive tonight with you over and over again."

I smile and bring his face down to mine. I kiss him with the most love I've ever felt in my life and we smile under each other's kiss. I felt so lucky in that moment to know some people go their whole lives never feeling a love like this.

When Conrad fell asleep that night, my heart whispered to his: "Conrad. There's only you. There's only ever been you." And I knew his heart had heard every word.

I fell asleep in his t-shirt that night without a clue of what the next few months would have in store. It was a night that would keep us forever linked. A memory and moment so perfect it could never be erased or replicated. There had been an invisible string all along tying us together and no matter what would happen, I knew we were infinite.