To anyone who's ever wanted to read a love story about Eli & Julia3

Chapter 1

The Lakehurst Party

Julia sighed and rechecked her phone to see the address of where the party was being held. The pixels read 732 Landon Ct and the app was leading her through a deep suburban maze. Her feet responded with a dull ache causing her to wince. Julia regretted wearing her boot heels. They were pretty shoes but were quickly losing points in her book when she was in need to travel across town in them.

She was headed to a random party. A random house party of someone who went to Lakehurst High School. Julia heard of the school only because it was rebuilt after some huge fire a couple years ago. However, she didn't care about that fact. All she wanted was nothing more than to be invited to this gathering full of strangers. She practically begged this guy she hardly knew over Twitter for the address. What sealed the deal was when she told the Lakehurst stranger that she wouldn't come empty-handed, so she went ahead and managed to swipe her bitch of a stepmom's vodka from her bar cart.

She's gonna miss this, Julia thought as she pressed the bottle to her lips and took a quick swig before hiding it back in her (fake) leather jacket. She coughed slightly, the burning sensation running down her throat and spreading throughout her chest. Her gag reflexes tried to get the best of her but kept them at bay. The teen girl stood there a second longer before she walked on, her ears perking up at some faint music in the distance.

When she arrived at the sizable upper middle-class house, her heart began thumping loudly in her ear. It was loud enough that she could zone out the loud rap music playing and the constant chatter of teens inside the house. However, a dozen or so strangers were also lingering outside. Julia didn't recognize one face. She felt the weight of their eyes looking her up and down and she was transported back to her old school. Her cheeks flushed with heat so as a result she instinctively dropped her long raven hair to create a shield on the right side of her face. Julia chose to quickly ascend the steps to the front door.

Even if her mind and body were signaling alarm bells to go back home and spend the evening listening to her dad watch Wheel of Fortune, her brother get high, and her stepmom get belligerently drunk; she knew this was the much better option. And after the horrible day she's had at her now old school; this sea of strangers was proving to be a nice welcome. Juli didn't want to show her face back at her old school or see any of her classmates ever again. Just then a dark thought entered her mind: She wished her school had burned down instead of Lakehurst.

Julia stopped dead in her tracks at the front door. She took a deep breath and filled her lungs with the crisp Canadian air while pulling the bottle back to her cold lips. Julia swigged the dark idea away. Disgust plastered on her face as someone wolf-whistled in her direction. Julia didn't even bother to look at who it was or if it was even directed at her. She stepped inside, where the music hit her whole body entirely. The sound was roaring and vibrating on her skin. That made her wonder why such a lively party hadn't been busted by the cops yet…

Inside, the house was bustling with even more teens. The heat radiating off of everyone was stark in comparison to the outside. Her body temperature rose and she didn't wait long before discarding her leather jacket to expose more of her pale skin.

Julia lingered at the entrance for a bit before realizing it was the worst place to be because of the flow of traffic. People just kept flowing through the dense party and therefore bumping into her small body. Scanning the house's layout and partygoers' faces was overwhelming when she couldn't distinguish a single person. Julia decided to focus her efforts on admiring the house instead. Mouth in awe, the house was enormous compared to the two-bedroom run-down apartment she lived in with her "family". There's room to avoid someone or get lost if you want.

The teen girl noted that the song playing ended and changed to the next hip-hop song, which reminded her to take another sip from her bottle.

"—Yuh know there's chaser in the kitchen if you want." A boy with a red and black letterman jacket approached her just as she was about to drink. He smiled, bemused, and proceeded to point to a particular room. "I can take you if you want?" he offered. Julia looked at him for a second too long, causing him to raise his eyebrow in confusion from her poor response time.

"Yeah—okay!" Julia finally responded, nodding her head. She pressed the vodka close to her chest and kept it there as if to protect it. The teen girl inspected the jock closer. He was tall, had a regular build, and with light brown hair. Everything about him screamed super basic. To her that always meant that guys like him always have weird pent-up aggression and took a liking to strange girls like Julia. Jocks like him never pay her much attention when the sun is out but come nightfall and with a bit of alcohol, hooking up is always fair game. The idea didn't sound all that bad…

They both maneuvered into the kitchen, which it was heavily occupied by the apparent fact that all the beer and snacks were in the same room. The stranger grabbed an already-tapped Coke bottle and handed it to her, a gleam in his eye, "you'll thank me later."

"Thanks." She suspiciously grabbed it from his hand. "There's nothing wrong with this, is there?" Julia sadly knew of too many stories of girls who got slipped some kind of date rape drug to not be cautious.

He chuckled. "No, I swear—here I'll even drink some with you!" He picked up the liter bottle and gulped down some dark liquid. "It's just regular coke." He put it back down and passed it to her along with a red cup. That was enough to prove to her that the contents in the Coke weren't sketchy. However, she still didn't think mixing light liquor with a dark soda was the best combo, even though it probably tasted a lot better than her current method of drinking vodka straight up.

"So, what's your name? I don't recognize you from school," he said over the music.

"Julia—my name's Julia." She smiled meekly and pushed her long hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. Julia let her eyes do all the flirting for her since they were her best feature: Blue, round, large and doe like.

He gleamed back and grabbed two disposable shot glasses. The jock reached for the bottle in Julia's grasp and proceeded to pour it into the mini cups. "To meeting new people," he said, leaning towards her and speaking into her ear. His warm breath tickled and caused the hair on the back of her neck to stand up. The boy gave her the shot glass, and she cheered him before they both cocked the clear liquid back like pros. Julia longingly glanced over at him through her thick bangs and tried to recall if she at least put on her good underwear just in case it went somewhere with the jock.

Maybe jocks were right about weird girls being easy. All it took was a cute guy and a bit of alcohol…

She was about to ask for his name when another guy with the same letterman jacket called out to him. "Hey, Luke! Jenna's here!"

Luke nodded in response that he got the message. He turned back to her and whispered directly in her ear this time, "Hope to see you later." He winked at her and followed suit out of the kitchen.

The dark-haired girl sighed in disbelief. He was probably already taken, and Julia didn't want to pursue being anyone's side piece secret. She also didn't need more drama in her life on top of her already baggage. The teen girl entered the backyard, where a pool looked well-heated from the visible steam rising into the air. Beer pong tables were also set up with happy participants throwing balls at opposing red cups. She spotted Luke and what she assumed was his girlfriend by the way his arm was around her. Blonde hair, bright eyes, and a bright smile that most likely matched her peppy personality. The cute couple also happened to be surrounded by a few more jocks, all wearing the same jacket. Julia knew she could never fit in that picture as she walked back inside the house. She left before Luke could think she was desperately stalking him for the night.

Finding a staircase, Julia decided to venture upstairs, where a long line stretched for the bathroom.

Note to self: pee in a bush.

The landing upstairs had a long hallway with more doors. Julia decided on the furthest door and turned the knob to check if it was locked. It wasn't. She peeked inside and found it uninhabited and was surprised that no one was making out inside it already. The night was still young, though. Reaching around for a light switch, she found a dimmer instead.

How fancy…

Julia turned the dial and illuminated the room decorated like a home office. She walked around an enormous desk to find a picture of a happily married man and woman. Plopping down her leather jacket, Julia sat down on the office chair and spun around in it. She regretted it almost instantly, feeling the straight liquor inside her stomach burn and churn about.

Suddenly, the door opened, making Julia hastily get off the chair in surprise. The teen girl nearly lost her balance as a boy scrambled in. He didn't notice her while he shut the door behind him. He searched the room for something specific in a panic. Finding what he was indeed looking for seconds later, the random boy grabbed the trash can by the desk and doubled over into it, letting his insides spew out. The sound was not pleasant, making Julia want to gag. She couldn't even fathom the smell.

"Are you okay?" She managed to let out. The music was more muffled in the office, so her voice came out a little louder than she anticipated. The teen boy was startled, to say the least, as he jumped in fear. "Give someone a heart attack!" he boomed, still clutching the trash can. His face looked pale and sick against his dark wavy locks of hair.

"I—I'm sorry," Julia responded, sobering up a bit. She didn't know what to do as she continued to stare at him. He didn't look like he would throw up some more, but he still stood hunched over, locked in place.

"This is embarrassing—I thought the room was empty..." He finally moved and shoved the trash can and its contents in the far corner of the room. She thought about her first party experience and then wished she hadn't, embarrassing memories invading her mind. "It happens," she responded as casually as possible. Julia was trying to make him feel better about his predicament. "Take some to wash down the puke," she assured, holding her bottle outstretched to him. He merely held his gaze on it, probably wondering if he should take it. Not wasting more time, he snatched it from her hands and instead gulped some of it down.

If he was fucked up before, then he's definitely gonna be sick now…

She was cautious of the boy, half expecting him to erupt like a volcano but was instead surprised when he didn't empty the contents of his stomach once more. He never vomited again. He just kept drinking as if he needed it desperately. As soon as he was done, he made a disgusted face but made sure to give the alcohol back to Julia.

"Thanks."

"No problem…"

The air around them got awkward until he spoke again.

"I'm not drunk. I swear—It's just been a long day."

She let out an audible sigh in agreement. "Tell me about it," she mumbled. Her words came out so sincere, it caused both teens to finally take a good look at one another. He wasn't tall, just average height, and was dressed in head-to-toe black. He lingered his gaze on her, probably noting the same thing about her.

"I'm Eli, by the way," he stretched out his hand for her to shake. She scoffed at the formality of it all but shook his hand anyway.

"Julia," she added, "—you look like you need to sit down more than I do." She stepped away from the desk chair and urged him to take it instead. "I did already spin on it."

"—Oh, did you now?" Eli plopped himself on the office chair, running a stressed hand through his hair, "I don't think this lovely Christan family would approve of so much fun." Eli motioned to the wedding picture she had seen earlier. On further inspection, she noticed a Bible on the desk and a cross hanging on the wall. It dawned on her what kind of a home she'd stepped into.

"Definitely don't want to be cursed—or smited—or whatever it is religious people do." She's never stepped foot inside a church and didn't see a reason to anytime soon. Eli chuckled. "I don't think they go around cursing people—and isn't smiting a little old testament?" He asked, causing her to shrug her shoulders in response.

Pretending to fiddle with some desk objects, she tried to sneak more peeks at the boy across from her. He was the complete opposite to Luke, which she didn't mind. Julia's interest in him was absolute, from his wavy black hair to unique black sharpie nails and boyish good looks. Her taste was such a broad spectrum that she wasn't surprised at her intrigue in him. However, the bags under his eyes were drenched in the weight of worry. His whole vibe was solemn, which added a mysterious aura.

There was another audible silence where neither teen said anything. Julia took a deep breath and blurted the first thing that came to her mind. "So-umm-where are your friends tonight?" Julia pried.

Eli's eyes were focused on the contents of the desk, but the sound of her voice caused them to snap up at her. The weight of his gaze was too much so she reached once again for the comfort of her bottle. She took a second to mentally prepare herself for the distaste and finally pressed the rim of the glass to her lips. It was a small sip. She didn't know how much more she could handle before she genuinely lost control of her senses.

"I...umm.…I actually….came alone," he said, his voice drifting off just like his gaze.

Maybe he's having girlfriend trouble?

He reached out for her bottle, and his hand overlapped with hers. She let go willingly and let him have some more liquid courage.

"I came by myself too." She grimaced. Julia didn't know if they were both announcing that they didn't have any friends or that they both came single with no ties. Either way, she deemed it a much better match than Luke already.

Phew! He made a noise after his sip and passed it back to her.

"You're drinking to forget something…." Julia added; her bold statement was a product of the fiery liquid causing her ears to buzz. Snatching up the vodka, she took steps away from the desk, deciding to lay her body down completely in the middle of the room. At least there was an ugly pattern carpet, so the teen didn't have to be on the bare hardwood floor. For a moment, neither one said anything, and she thought he would just walk out and leave her to her lonely thoughts. Eventually, he walked around the desk and joined her, lying down next to her. "You know, I could say the same about you…."

He looked over to her and smirked, but it faded away from his lips quickly when he took the vodka from her hands. His hand grazed over hers again and even lingered a little longer...or at least she thought it had. His hand was rough but warm. Either way, Julia liked the feeling of his touch. She wondered what Eli would feel like throughout the rest of her body. It's not like the raven-haired girl was planning on a random hookup tonight, but she also wasn't opposed to the idea when coming here. Julia couldn't pinpoint the last time she had sex in her mind and wondered if she'd be any good at it still.

It's been a while…

The thought made her blush but brought a deep excitement somewhere in her pelvis. Now was probably her time to act since they were both alone, in a room, and a party happening outside. The two of them were most likely not to see each other again. Julia noticeably turned her head towards him, causing Eli to do the same. He didn't say anything but raised a questioning eyebrow. She grimaced at him but searched for his free hand instead.

When she found it, the teen girl decided to snake her fingers towards his hand as a lame attempt to signal to him that she wanted to have sex. Julia felt so lame and stupid for not being able to just ask the stranger next to her out loud but the alcohol allowed her to keep going. Eli's brows furrowed, eyeing their interlocked hands in confusion. He was about to say something when at that moment, the door to the room opened wide and all the contents of the world happening outside spilled in. A drunk lesbian couple making out stumbled inside until one of them accidentally stepped on Julia's leg.

"Ouch!"

"Oh shit! I'm sorry," one of them spoke, coming up for air. The other girl didn't seem to know what day of the week it was, let alone that she just stepped on her. The first teen girl giggled and grabbed her partner's hand, pulling her out of the room. "Damn-people are fucking in here too!" They closed the door behind them, muffling out the blaring music. Annoyed and her leg on fire, she picked herself up from the floor and locked the door in frustration. There was a notable click. Eli stood back up, following after her.

"Is your leg okay?"

Julia nodded her head furiously, her disheveled bangs swaying along, giving Eli the answer he needed. The raven-haired girl's neck flushed red from the embarrassment or pain. But probably both. Now they stood there in awkward silence again. Eli was the first to break the silence.

"Why'd you lock the door?" The teen boy asked, his eyes gleaming with slight mischief.

She met her blue eyes with his green ones in the dim-lit room. "I think you know why…," she responded barely above a whisper. Her cheeks filled with heat, Julia hoped her message was clear enough but more importantly, that he also wanted to hook up with her. She didn't know how to initiate a random sex act with a stranger.

The message must've been clear as Eli glued his hand to her face and closed the space between them; her breath hitched in her throat as her heart leaped forward at his abrupt action. She wasn't thinking now. Her senses were taking over, an audible moan erupting in the back of her throat as he feverishly danced his tongue in her mouth. Julia eagerly welcomed it with a passionate tongue of her own. The teen boy worked his hand from her face, which then slithered down her chest and stopped at her tiny waist. He seized the opportunity to bring their bodies together, a gratifying pressure to his groin no doubt. The dark-haired girl could sense something stiff growing against her lower belly. That turned her on even more, another moan vibrating in her throat.

Julia's hands reached to his soft baby face, noting his breath didn't smell of puke which she was pleased with as her partner's mouth started to roam to her chin and down to her neck. This time it was his turn to let out a low grumble. It made Julia's skin catch fire wherever he trailed his wet kisses. "Fuck…" she sighed.

She wasted no time, taking it upon herself to remove his jacket. She wasn't usually this demanding, but she couldn't deny she wanted more of him under the circumstances. He didn't seem to mind, even helping her out at the end to remove it completely and plop it down on the carpet.

Their lips met again desperately, and for a second, Julia wondered if they looked anything like the couple that walked in a minute ago. Taking it a step further, she took off her shirt in a clean move and chucked it to the ground somewhere. Eli couldn't help himself, taking a moment to ogle at her breasts that were cupped in a lace bra.

"It's okay to grab them if you want," Julia suggested; the yearning to be touched made her impatient.

The boy ignored her. His fingers traced up her shoulder, causing goosebumps to rise as he hooked his finger underneath her bra strap and lowered it down her shoulder. He did the same with the other side. The motion was all so satisfying and yet so time-consuming that Julia just went ahead and reached around her back and unhooked her bra herself. He continued to hold his gaze on her breasts for a couple more seconds until he took a step towards her. Eli kissed the side of her neck, trailed his warm mouth down to her breast, and rested on her nipple, leaving a trail of goosebumps. His tongue did an erratic dance that made her cock her head back, overwhelmed.

"Oh god," she gasped in delight. A pleasure-filled smile formed on her plump pink lips. A chuckle escaped Eli's mouth from her audible reaction and her sinful choice of words.

She shrugged it off, their whole interaction was technically sinful. Julia didn't care, so long as he kept doing what he was doing. He moved his mouth from the first to her second nipple and worked his tongue a little longer before he stopped and went back to kissing her again. Julia would've loved nothing more than for him to continue but didn't dare ask him to keep going, so she kissed him back instead, weaving her hands in his soft hair.

God, he has great hair, she thought. It was so soft and long. It was driving her wild how much she wanted a fistful of his dark locks in her hands to grasp onto.

Eli took a second away from each other to reach over his head and remove his shirt, making him equally naked to her. Julia noted a trail of hair starting from his navel that went down into his pants…

"—wait!" She spoke suddenly, startling Eli and stopping him from working on his belt.

"What's wrong—Did I do something wrong?" His voice was genuinely concerned, his eyes searching for any clues of distress on her face.

"Nothing's wrong. You've been great," Julia answered, noting how fast her blood was pumping throughout her body, "it's just...uh…do you have a condom?"

"Right!" He said, coming down to reality. In the back of her mind, she was hoping he did because there was nothing she wanted more than to be with him at that moment. And she didn't want her lust to impair her logic in case he didn't. Eli reached into his jeans pocket and grabbed his wallet. "Bullfrog always said no love without a glove…."

"—who?"

"Never mind—I don't know why I brought up my dad at a time like this…."

Julia wasted no time and navigated her lips to his bare chest. She laid down sloppy wet kisses. Eli immediately returned his attention to what they had going on. The teen girl worked her way down, kneeling in front of him until she landed on top of his belly button. Attentively, she paid special attention when unzipping the dark-haired boy's pants. Looking up at his face, she was waiting for the green light from him to let her know it was okay. He visibly gulped away his trepidation but didn't say anything.

"Uh, is it okay," she challenged and took another breath, "Is it okay if I take off your pants?"

"Uh—yeah—yes!" Eli blurted, "It's definitely okay!"

With a bit of the clinking metal from the belt and unzipping of his pants, lead her to spit on her hand, in need of lubrication. With a new wave of confidence, the dark-haired girl reached inside his boxers and started stroking his rod slowly and methodically. The dark-haired boy didn't mind at all, a deep sigh escaping his mouth as his eyes closed in pleasure. The sight of him alone made Julia feverish as she caught his every facial expression, moan, and sigh. She stroked him as methodically as possible, but once she felt herself lose the rhythm she let go of his shaft.

"Fuck me," Julia whispered as she got up from her knees. Not needing to be told twice, she watched Eli drop his pants and boxers completely to finally expose his penis to her. She slipped off her skirt and left herself only in her underwear. His eyes were dark and hungry as he scanned her body. "Bend over on the desk," he ordered in the softest tone. Doing what he told her to do, she leaned over the front side of the desk. She wasn't ready for the cold surface, causing her body to stiffen. In the background, the music was still muffled but blaring another generic hip-hop song. It still wasn't loud enough to mask the sound of the boy tearing the condom wrapper open and shuffling about behind her as she waited a little awkwardly.

It wasn't long before Eli grabbed her left thigh from behind and lifted it to be on top of the desk. Pushing one hand down on her shoulder to hold his grip on her and hold her body down in place, he proceeded to move her underwear to the side. Julia braced herself for him to enter inside her and gasped out loud in pleasure when Eli found her opening. He was slow and gentle, but the initial pressure felt so good she couldn't help when another loud sigh of ecstasy escaped her lips. His pace quickened after that, his grunts becoming more rhythmic with his thrusts. In that moment Julia's whole world faded away. All her problems disappeared…

Her eyes fluttered in ecstasy as a growing pressure swelled deep in her pelvis. The low moans escaping Eli's mouth were adding fuel to her fire. Stopping abruptly and not allowing Julia to gather what was happening, his voice commanded her again, "turn around." She obliged, doing what he told her to do. Grabbing her waist, the boy lifted her slightly and prompted her to sit down fully naked on the desk but facing him instead this time. In a swift move, he slithered her panties down her legs and left them on the ground.

Their eyes locked after that, and she studied Eli's intimate and wanting facial expression for her, and he seemed to be doing the same. It didn't take long before his member was inside again, but this time it was an even better experience because she could see every move he was doing. Julia was grateful for the new change in scenery as he more ferociously pumped inside of her. He leaned down and kissed her, both their breaths becoming more and more labored. When they broke away, she could visibly see tiny beads of sweat forming underneath his locks as the seconds went by, and she was sure her thick black bangs were sticking to her forehead.

She tried to fight it but couldn't help when she leaned back on the desk, putting her weight on her palms. The dark-haired girl cocked her head back as a pretty loud moan fled her lips. Eli wasted no time and covered her mouth to keep more from escaping as a triumphant smirk formed on his face. Julia was sure no one would even be able to hear her moans but took satisfaction in the secrecy. The pressure was starting again in her pelvic walls, as she straddled both her legs around him to closely bind him to her. Eli's audible moans sent her over the edge as she bit down on his hand in an involuntary response. He removed it, and Julia's body locked in place from sheer satisfaction coursing through her. Her body twitched and spasmed inside and out in utter euphoria. "Oh fuck yeah! I'm cumming!" she finally vocalized.

Immediately after, she could tell the boy was reaching his end when his posture became poor and his thrusts shorter and more erratic. "Oh God," he let out, putting all of his body weight on Julia with a deep sigh.