Alright, this chapter sucks. But.whatever, who really cares. Send reviews. I left it with kindof an erotic cliffhanger, but yeah...
I was writing like a maniac, words spilling out of my pen. I remembered my first real relationship with Josh. I look back to how we met. Our relationship was like Amy and Blake, or Sid and Nancy... It was torture, yet heaven at the same time. I started to write what happened that day...
June 2008:
I was walking to Josie's house, still hungover from last nights Vodka binge. I had just started drinking with my one of my closest friends, Matthew Donovan. Me and Matthew used to mess around, but we were never in a relationship. He always joked around about marrying me one day, but never (i think) was serious.
Anyway, On my way to Josie's i hear an SUV approaching behind me. It was blasting one of my favorite songs at the time "I'ma Monster" by the scene, electro-core band Blood On The Dance Floor. I looked behind me and i saw a very cute Scene boy driving, and singing along. He smiled at me and waved. Returning the wave, i continued walking.
"he's cute" i thought.
The SUV sped off, making a right onto Josie's street.
As i finally approached her house, my phone rings. I check the caller ID, and it reads "Satan"
"Hi, mom" i cheerfully answer.
"Can you come home and watch Brooke's kids? I have a date tonight." Brooke was my older sister. My siblings are much older than me. I came 15 years after my sister, and 10 years after my brother. Right before my father divorced my mother, they conceived me.
"Mom, Brooke can watch her own kids. She gets off in an hour."
"Oh, well, what time are you coming home?"
"Mom, i don't even know, i have to go, bye" i hung up quickly. I walked up to the door and knocked a couple times. While i waited for Josie to come to the door, i noticed the same SUV the cute boy was in.
"Oh my god, the cute guy is that Josh kid?!!!?!?!?!?" I almost cried out loud, but kept it a thought. Suddenly, the door swang open.
"There you are, bitch!" She yanked my arm inside her house, while slamming the door closed behind her.
She led me into her living room where, as i suspected, the cute boy was seated. Sadly, he was smoking, but that wasn't a deal breaker.
"Josh, this is Austin." Josie introduced.
"Hey, you're the kid, i saw when i drove here." He mentioned.
"Oh, yeah i barely recognized you!" I lied. I eyed him up and down. He was skinny, but with beautiful broad shoulders that glowed out of his "Rasta" colored striped tank top. His legs long and covered with fine light brown colored hair, shone out of tight jean cut-off's. His eyes a gorgeous hazel. His hair, Caramel colored, choppy and styled messy, but neat.
Noticing a lot of time had went by, and it was obvious i was checking him out.
"Oh, Emi's in my room, so i'm going to go talk to her. You two get to know eachother, mkay?" Josie said, seeming pleased with herself.
Emi was Josie's girlfriend. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair she always teased up, radically. Her makeup was always dark and thick. We called her "raccoon" as a joke behind her back.
Back on topic, Josie hurried off. Josh looks at me and pats the cushion next to him. I eagerly sat next to him on the sofa. He put his arm around me, and smiled.
"You're really cute, y'know?" He stammered.
"Thanks." I blushed. He looks me in the eyes, making my insides stir.
"Tell me about yourself." He said.
"Well, i'm fourteen. I like fashion, photography, music, friend-" before i can finish, he interrupts me.
"Listen, i think you're cute, my arms around you, you have the same interests as me, i get it, but what are you looking for?" He eagerly asks.
"I-i-i guess a long term relationship..." I say, out of it.
"Perfect, lets do it!" He says with a smile.
"But, i mean, don't get me wrong, you're gorgeous, but i hardly even know you and i've never been in a relationship. I think we should-" he interrupts me, but this time not with words, with a sweet, light kiss.
"Do you know me know?" He asks after breaking away for air...
January 2009:
"I love you." He choked out.
"Josh, i-i-i d-don't know what to say, i-i love you too..." I looked at him teary eyed. I swear, sometimes i was an eleven year old girl stuck in a (at the time) fifteen year old's body. Mashing his face into mine for another kiss, my hands travel down to his pants. I slowly undo his belt, and slide it out of the pant loops. He noticed what i was doing, and stopped me before i could completely undo his button.
"You sure you want to do this?" he asked almost innocently.
"I have been for awhile." I replied. i undid his pants button, and slid down his zipper.
Still on the floor, with me now on top, i slide his pants down to his knees. He moans at the feeling of me slightly rubbing his clothed dick, and feeling the breeze hit his crotch. I rubbed his semi-hard on, which was still growing. I grabbed his dick, squeezing it through the cloth of his bright turquoise boxer briefs. He gasped at the touch...