Warning: This chapter contains slight sexual content. But only slight. You have been warned!

Final Project

XVIII.

"Are you feeling any better?" Beck asked Tori as they began their elevator ride up to the third floor. They were standing on opposite ends of the elevator, and honestly, it made Tori sick to her stomach. If the two of them never started anything, Beck would have no problem holding onto her in concern. And if the two of them never ended anything (though, Tori could only blame herself for that one), then Beck would have no problem holding and kissing her.

"Still feel a bit queasy," Tori said, though tried to force a small smile to indicate it was no big deal.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened up to let them off. When they reached Tori's door, she stopped, but Beck turned around and continued to walk backwards as he spoke to her: "All right, Tor, get some sleep, okay? Maybe you're just overly tired."

Tori's heart began to pound hard, but when she saw that Beck was about to turn around again and head to his own room, the words just shot out of her mouth: "Wait, Beck, stay with me for awhile."

Abruptly, Beck stopped. He stared at her for a long moment before shaking his head and looking down, running his hand through his hair, "I don't think that's such a good idea, Tori."

Tori swallowed hard and again tried to force a smile, "C'mon, please? We haven't really talked in awhile and I—."

"We talked all day," Beck interrupted, and he didn't realize quite how harshly he said it until he saw her eyes shoot down to the floor quickly.

She gave a mirthless chuckle, "Yeah, you're right. Sorry. Goodnight."

He watched her turn sharply to her door and dig out her room key. He saw the small light flash a few times after she pulled the key out and as soon as the door clicked open, which sounded like some sort of explosion in his head, he sighed heavily, "Okay…I'll stay for awhile. Maybe we can find something to watch…"

Tori looked over her shoulder as she watched him walk toward her. She tried to pull it off like it was no big deal, but this moment meant everything to her. She was a little worried about how awkward it might be to sit on the couch with him, but her mind was in so many different places at once that that simple thought didn't amount to much.

They both walked into her room, and Tori quickly made her way over to her bed and clicked the light on to give the room a shadowy look. She suddenly felt slightly embarrassed that she was in that school girl uniform, but when she saw Beck make his way down into the living room area and flop on the couch, she didn't even want to waste time changing into something else.

She made her way down the steps and slowly walked around the catch, her hands clasping together, then releasing to her sides, then clasping again. She was so nervous she didn't even know what was appropriate for her hands to be doing.

Finally, she settled for her hands holding tightly onto her skirt as she sat down on the opposite end of the couch.

Beck's hands seemed to be having a similar problem as he kept patting his legs, waiting for her to do or say something.

"So…you wanna watch something?" She asked him with uncertainty.

Beck waved his hand at the TV, "Sure."

Tori noticed that he was avoiding her gaze and thought that she was maybe making him nervous when she looked at him. She turned to the TV and saw that the remote was right next to it. And it seemed so far away…

She suddenly turned to him, "Look, Beck, I'm really sorry about how things played out. But I don't like this…uncomfortable feeling."

Beck sighed and rested his head against the back of the couch, staring upward, "Don't worry, things will be different once we get back to California."

"What do you mean…different?"

"I mean…it'll be the same," Beck glanced over at her and saw that she gave him a confused look at his contradiction, "As in, we'll be around everyone else again, so it'll go back to normal. We're just…awkward right now because we're…alone and…yeah, you know, maybe I should get going, I'll see you tomorrow," he stated the last part so quickly that Tori's head started whirling with things that she could say.

She panicked when she saw him about to stand up and scooted closer to him to grip his arm, "Beck, don't go! I'm sorry that I made you talk about something you don't want to, it's just…" she slowly released his arm when she thought he'd stay, "I just…"

He waited for her to finish, but when it became clear that that might not happen anytime soon, his shoulders slumped, "I just don't think we have anything to really discuss. You made it clear that we were a mistake and that—."

"I never said we were a mistake!" Tori countered, staring at him with petrified eyes, "I never even thought that!"

Beck sighed, "I think you're having a memory relapse. Look, I don't want to argue with you, Tor. I really don't. That's why I think it'll just be best if we…avoid…these situations."

Tori blinked a couple times before letting her eyes wander to her hands that were in her lap. Beck saw the tortured look in her eyes, and he felt the same thing in his heart, but he honestly didn't know what she wanted from him. She may want to go back to just being friends, but didn't she see that it was killing him to sit beside her and not be able to touch her?

"I…" the small word escaped her lips in an even smaller voice, and his hands gripped his jeans tightly when he saw her whole body inhale, "miss you…" She turned to him again and, boldly, before she could change her mind, she rested her forehead against the side of his head. "I miss you," she said again, but this time, her lips were close to his ear. Beck closed his eyes and gripped his jeans even tighter, wondering why she was punishing him so much…

He swallowed, though his mouth and throat were dry, "I'm right here." He hardly recognized his own voice.

She nodded her head slowly against his, "I know…" Tilting her head up a bit, she placed a small kiss on his cheek. His sharp inhale made her pull back slightly, and it made her notice his body posture. He was so tense and his eyes were closed tightly, and it made her realize…just how much he missed her as well. He was barely keeping it together, but then again, neither was she.

Licking her lips, she kissed him on the cheek again, and again…and again, and her lips kept getting closer and closer to his until they finally reached their destination. Her eyes fluttered shut in pure bliss at feeling his lips against hers again, and her heart pounced with joy when his lips moved against hers.

But it was just like the last kiss they shared…except they were in reversed roles. Though his lips responded, the rest of his body didn't, as his hands continued to grasp onto her jeans instead of reaching out to her.

Their kissing sounds filled the otherwise silent room, which made her subconsciously wonder how long that silence was going to last until someone wanted to video chat…

She broke their kiss and rested her forehead against the side of his head again, both of them trying to catch their breath, "It's getting late…" The words slipped out of Tori's mouth as they were meant to be the beginning words to how she wanted to say that her computer would probably beep sooner than not, and how she wanted to turn her computer off before they continuously got interrupted.

But Beck took those words for having a completely different meaning. To him, she was saying, "It's getting late…so you should go back to your room and forget this ever happened." And in his defense, that's what those three words would normally lead to. So he couldn't be blamed when he felt like he overstayed his welcome. He stood up quickly, "Right, it is. Have a good night, Tor. Try to get some sleep."

He was already half way out the door when Tori's mouth finally fell open in shock. What…what just happened?

She stood up quickly and called his name, but then her door shut and she realized he was probably already at his door by now. She stood there dumbfounded…over how they could share a moment so intimate and then the next so distant.

Raking her hands in her hair, she began to pace in frustration. No…no, this can't be happening! I don't want to say goodnight…it's too soon. I still need him…

Her head snapped to her bed when, indeed, her computer started blooping. If it wasn't for her ruining the moment, whoever was calling would surely be the culprit. But it didn't even matter to her that they weren't. Angrily, she jumped up the stairs and unplugged her computer from the wall viciously. Of course, that wasn't enough to turn off her computer, so, with the screen facing away from her, she reached over and held down the power button. Within a couple seconds, she saw all the lights on the laptop shut off.

She had tears in her eyes, but she didn't even give a shit. She walked briskly to her door, then down the hall to Beck's door. She pounded loudly, and she was sure that he knew it was her. Which actually made her surprised that he answered.

Beck might have figured it was her, but that still didn't stop the surprised look in his eyes, "Tori, what are you—."

But before he could finish, she threw herself on him and pressed her lips to his. Of course, he was even more surprised now, and having not been expecting her to throw herself on him, he didn't have time to steady himself before he was pushed back inside his room. She tangled her hands in his hair, and more so to maintain balance, Beck rested his hands on her hips.

Tori somehow managed to turn them slightly so he was pressed against the wall beside the door that just then closed.

"Mmm, Tori…" He tried to say, but it came out very muffled as she wouldn't give him enough time or space to say anything.

When she finally broke the kiss enough for him to say something, she beat him to it: "I love you." But before he could respond, she was kissing him again, giving her own cues on when she was pulling away enough to say the words to him again and again, "I love you…I love you..."

Her mind was racing too fast to comprehend what was truly going on with him, and Beck's heart was getting ready to pound out of his chest. He squeezed her hips and ran his hands slightly up her body, feeling the bare skin of her stomach since the top of the school girl uniform was short and rose up when her hands raised to be in his hair.

She moaned softly when she felt his hands touch her skin, and she instinctively pressed herself closer against him. Loving how she was reacting to such a small touch, Beck turned them around so Tori was now the one pressed against the wall. He tried to break away to talk to her, but she just kept pulling him back in.

Tori felt like if she didn't just continue with what they were doing, that the moment would break again. She didn't want him to tell her to stop. She didn't want him to tell her to go back to her room. And most importantly…she didn't want him to tell her that it was too late.

But Beck needed to say something. He grabbed her hands and pressed them against the wall beside her head and pulled himself away from the kiss. Tori didn't stand a chance with trying to fight her way out of his trap. They were both breathing hard, their breaths intermingling in the small space between them.

"Tori…" Beck was finally able to begin once he calmed down enough, "Where did this come from?"

Tori closed her eyes and tilted her head back, her chest still rising and falling heavily. But she didn't answer his question, instead, she intertwined their fingers together and squeezed tightly.

Beck stared at her, loving how she looked with swollen lips and a flushed face. He almost forgot that he even asked her anything as he released one of her hands to push her hair away from her neck so he could tilt his head and kiss it softly. This made her skin get tight, and a small gasp escaped from her lips at the feel of his mouth on her skin.

And, of course, as soon as he began making his way to her lips again, his computer started blooping to indicate a video chat request. He started to turn his head to the side, but Tori quickly grabbed his face and smashed their lips together again.

As soon as they both opened their mouths in need of a breath, she slipped her tongue in to deepen the kiss. If it wasn't for the extreme moment, and her trying not to think of all the consequences or reasons why this was so wrong, Tori would have never been so bold. But she did not want Beck to answer that call. Or even look to see who it was in fear that it might distract him.

Beck was as surprised as she was by her action, but he waited way too long to have her like this to question it. His tongue met hers, and this was when Tori's hands went to his shoulders and slid his unbuttoned plaid over shirt down his arms. He had to bring his arms behind him in order to pull it off all the way, but his body pressed against hers as much as it could in the meantime.

When he finally had it off and had it tossed to the side carelessly, he brought his arm under her right knee and lifted her leg up to allow him to get even closer to her. Out of reaction, Tori pressed her hips into his and she very obviously felt how excited he was about their current situation.

And this was when she started to feel a bit nervous. Though they hadn't even gotten to anything sexual yet, the fact was, this was about the furthest she'd ever went with anyone. She never allowed the moments between her and Andre to get this far in fear that he might not want to stop. But now…

But now she was fearing that she might not want to stop…

"Tori…" he said her name breathlessly when he managed to escape again. Sweat was forming between the two of them, and the hair on his forehead was slightly matted to his skin, "I don't know how much further we can go before I can't stop…" he chuckled lowly, indicating that he was only slightly joking.

Tori pressed her head against the wall again, and she knew that she had to tell him…one way or the other he was going to find out.

"Beck…" she began, closing her eyes for a few moments before opening them again. She lifted her head up and looked into his eyes…and there it was. The moment she'd been waiting for…to see that longing, loving look in his eyes, and to just…be here with him; "I'm still a virgin." And as the words slipped from her mouth, she could see a surprised look overcome his features.

"A…a virgin?" He suddenly released her leg that he had been holding up, and the blank feeling of not feeling him so close to her was overwhelming, "Why didn't you tell me sooner…?"

She laughed softly, "It never really came up."

He blinked a few times, trying to get his mind back in the right place. He took a step away from her, really not knowing what he was supposed to do next. It was truly surprising to hear her say that, only because her and Andre had been dating for so long and he had just assumed…

"Please, Beck, don't make this weird or anything…I just wanted to tell you before…"

Beck stared at her as he waited for her to finish her sentence, but when he saw a deep blush settle on her cheeks, he knew what she meant, "Yeah, but Tor…are you sure you want your first time to be with…me?"

Tori took in a deep breath and quickly looked around the room as though the objects in it would give her the answer. She bit her bottom lip as her fingers began to fidget around with each other from both hands, "I meant what I said when I first came over…when I said I…" she paused here and looked him in the eye again, "I love you…and that didn't just happen suddenly. It started from the first moment I met you…and it started to grow faster around the time of the music awards…"

She stopped for a moment, and she could tell by the way he was looking at her that he knew where the story was leading, but she wanted to tell him anyway: "I told you the story of how Andre and I got together. It was a very…fake way to get into a relationship. And even though it was my idea, from the start, I never really expected us to last. Even when we made it to six months…then a year…then a year a half…then two years…it still never felt real to me. I mean, I care about him…and there were times when I really did think I could fall in love with him eventually. But I…I just couldn't go through with sleeping with him until that moment came.

"But being here with you…" she suddenly exhaled a huge breath that she didn't even realize she was holding, "It really makes me realize why I could never do it. It's because…because I knew that I would be wishing it was you if I did."

Beck closed his eyes slowly upon hearing her words. He thought back to the last few years and how every time he was with Jade…he did the exact same thing that Tori said she would do.

"I always wondered…" he began, opening his eyes, "what it would be like to wake up to you every morning instead of…" he trailed off, not even wanting to mention her name right then, "And it hurt. Not just because I thought it would never happen, but because I couldn't imagine it. Because she was always there to stop those fantasies."

Tori felt that sting in her nose again, and had to mentally talk herself out of crying, "I really screwed up turning you down a few years ago, huh?"

Beck gave a half smirk, trying to make light of the situation, "Yeah, kinda…" She gave him a look of slight disbelief that he would agree with her so quickly, "But it was my fault, too. I should have fought harder for you."

Folding in her lips, she took those few steps toward him to be against him again. She looked up at him with a shy air, "You can fight for me now."

He chuckled lowly, pushing some of her hair behind her ear, "That's what I've been trying to do. I don't seem to be very good at it."

A bright smile tugged up her lips, "You're Beck Oliver. You're good at everything."

Chuckling again, he shook his head slightly, "I wouldn't be so sure about that…"

"Can I find out?" Tori daringly asked, making sure to keep her eyes locked on his to let him know that she was serious.

Beck swallowed hard but continued to meet her stare, "Are you sure?"

Tori licked her lips again and stood up on her toes to kiss him, the same overpowering feeling rushing through her veins, "I've been sure."

Beck pressed his forehead to hers, lingering in their moment together. Then very suddenly, he wrapped an arm around her back and under her knees and scooped her off the floor. She laughed at the comedic romantic-ness of the gesture, but got lost in the moment again when he kissed her and laid her down on his bed.

She tried to keep her heart from beating so hard and the pulse in her wrists from pounding against her skin from the mad flow of adrenaline surging through her body, especially when she felt him climb on top of her and press some of his weight against her.

He pulled back just enough to allow his lips to move against hers when he said: "I love you, too, Tor."

And she felt a new tingling sensation awaken as she felt his hands begin to trail down her body.

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Why, hello there, everyone! Did ya miss me? ^_^ Sorry this took so dang long, had to get all that homework done. But hey, was this chapter worth the wait? They're nearing the last week of their time in Tokyo, and then "Snap! Back to reality, oh! There goes gravity..." Yep, pretty tough decisions will be made.

So did you guys hear that Victorious and iCarly are ending this year? I guess iCarly only has a few more episodes and Victorious has 15 more. And since Dan already said that Beck and Jade were supposed to get back together, I guess that's gonna be the end of any hope for us Bori fans. That really sucks...I mean, I liked iCarly, and that show actually ran for quite awhile, but I absolutely LOVE Victorious. I can't even begin to say how deeply sad I am about the show ending so abruptly.

Oh yeah, and I'm sorry for those of you that wanted a detailed sex scene. is just making so many changes that it kinda scared me to do so. I don't wanna lose this story and all your reviews.