Molly's Romance

Chapter One

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Chapter One

We were in the park lying on the soft, slightly warm grass. He held my hand as we lay looking up at the clouds. Luckily, I had remembered to put on some sun cream, otherwise I would have nasty, red, flaky sunburn. I sighed and pushed my Gucci sunglasses further up the bridge of my nose.

“It’s a really beautiful day.” I said, admiring the beautiful flowers and the excited children.

“Yeah. Sure.” He said. He grinned. “Not as beautiful as you though.” I snorted.

“Don’t try to flatter me, although it’s very sweet.” I laughed. He kissed me softly on the nose, his warm lips lingering softly. He sat up swiftly and sat me on his lap. He began kissing me on the lips, his lips becoming less and less hesitant. I felt my desire for him grow stronger. I stroked his black, spiky hair as my lips moulded to his. As always, I had to pull away before this went too far, which I knew it easily could.

“Another time.” I laughed, removing his hands from my chest. He groaned.

“Don’t be such a spoil sport.” He laughed and began kissing me again, a bit more hesitantly. Suddenly my phone bleeped. He groaned again.

“Mum wants me home for dinner.” I slid my Sony Ericson back into my pocket and gazed into his warm, brown eyes. “See you later.” I said, realising the fact that I had to let go of his hands. We stood there in the park, hands enjoined, smiling at each other sweetly, well, at least he was.

“Call me and I’ll pick you up.” He said, a serious tone in his voice. His pocket buzzed. “Oh! Yeah!”

“What?” I  pouted. He laughed.

“You and me tonight, are going to Ezza’s party!” He cheered. Just then my phone bleeped.

Hey Molly

Party 2nite @ mine

Bthr

Xx

“Yep. Just got invited!” I cheered. I jumped into Oliver’s strong, muscled arms.

“It’s a date.” He said, carrying me into an embrace/hot make out scene.

“My mum wants me back now.” I said, gasping from our make out scene.

“Okay. See you around!” He hopped onto his red BMX and rode off.

Retard. I laughed.

I wondered home, thinking about how long it takes for me to say goodbye. Honestly, everyone knows I am prone to very long goodbyes, especially my BFFs, Ezza, Louise, Charlotte and Lily.

“Hey Mum!” I said whilst closing the front door. My mum came through the kitchen door with her hands on her hips.

“Twenty minutes. You girls take ages to say goodbye. That’s why I called you home half an hour early.” She smiled a smug smiled. Ah, yes. I hadn’t told my mum that I have a boyfriend. She would totally embarrass me.

“By the way Mum. Ezza’s having a party at her house tonight so I might be back late.” I said quickly whilst running upstairs so she wouldn’t hassle me.

“Oh. Okay!” She called after me. I sat down at my desk in my room. My room was the back bedroom, I had painted it pink with butterflies on when I was seven and sadly I haven’t had the time in the past nine years to paint it again.

I logged onto MSN. Oliver was online. So was Liberty. So was Charlotte.

I clicked on olliewallyway213.

I began to type: Hiya!

Hey bbes:) did ya gt hme sftly???

Nah gt ht by a bus

Haha not i wrry bout ya

Woteva u shudnt

I thnk i shud anywy mum callin g2g lurve ya

Lurve ya 2

Olliewallyway is offline.

“Molly!” I heard my sweet, sweet mum call. “Dinner is on the table!”

I marched downstairs, letting the sweet, sweet smell of spaghetti bolognaise fill my nostrils.

“Smells amazing Mum!” I cheered. “Thank you!” I said as I grabbed my plate and began to twist the spaghetti round the fork. Keeping Mum sweet was the best way to get what you want.

Once my plate was completely cleared I ran upstairs to get changed into my Jovani strapless mini dress. It was an awesome dress that I had brought for prom, and then I decided it was too tarty for prom so yeah. The black dress comes almost to the top of my thighs. Below the waist the dress is a silky, skirt type style with red floral curls and embroidered flowers.  The waist band is crinkled up and leads up to my chest which is strapless. On my feet I wore Badgley Mischka Randall shoes, six inch heel.

I texted Ollie.

Hey Ollie

Im ready wen u r

M xx

I anxiously waited for his reply, cupping the phone tenderly in my hands. As soon as it bleeped I quickly read it message.

On my wy bbes:)

I smiled and tottered downstairs.

“Be careful Molly!” My mum called.

“Always am!” I shouted back. “Bye!” I said as I heard the loud horn announce Ollie’s arrival.

I jumped into the passenger seat. “Hey Molly. Lookin’ hot!”

“Why thank you!” I laughed. I played with my dark brown hair, twisting it around my fingers. Ollie drove off, his Ford car rumbled below us. It was only a short drive and the streets were getting dark.

“Molly! You made it!” I heard Ezza shout. She was wearing an electric blue New Look dress. She looked stunning. “You look amazing!” She cheered.

“You look stunning!” I called back.

We had been at the party for over an hour now and loud music was blasting out all night. I was bladdered and feeling the lust. I called Ollie. “Come here.” He snaked his strong arms around my neck and kissed me roughly. I felt a wave of pleasure run through me strong. I pulled him away and linked my fingers through his. “Follow me.” I said and he did, willingly. I lead him up the stairs...