I woke up and rushed out the door. The sky was grey and the air was thick, it was going to rain. I walked to school, suddenly a flash of lighting struck and rain started to fall aggressively. " Fuck" I whispered. I looked for shelter but there was none. I continued to walk, by now I was soaking. A car stopped abruptly, I looked up and a voice yelled " Get in!" I walked closer to the car to see Lance. I slowly got in the car " I'll clean this up" I said, looking down at the puddle of water. He shrugged and continued driving.
I stared at him, his hand was clenched onto the steering wheel, his veins popping out. Then I looked at his face, he was focused on the road, his brown eyes narrow and he turned his head to me " Thank you" I said looking out the window " Start carrying an umbrella" he said with no emotion. We were stuck in traffic, I looked at my phone and I saw it was 9 o'clock " Shit, they closed the gates. They won't let me in" I said " What?" he tapped his fingers on the wheel " It's too late" He sighed " Where were you going?" I asked looking at him once again " No where" I nodded " Well-" " Do you-" he stopped me " Huh?" I looked around " Do you want to stop somewhere" he said nearly whispering " Sure" I smiled.
He had an angry look on his face when the waiter complimented my hair " What?" I snapped at him " Seriously? Him?!" he said, looking back at him " Jesus" I rolled my eyes " He just wants to get in your pants" He leaned back on his chair " So do you" I mumbled " What was that?" he straightened his back and moved closer " Nothing" I bit my tongue. Lance's sandwich was bigger then his face and I ate some fries. " Good?" he asked as I picked at my food and I nodded. I lost my appetite.
" The bill" he said harshly to the poor waiter " Thank you" I said, rushing out behind him. " Sit" he pushed me down on a bench and started to pace around " Let's get in the car" I said standing up and he followed me. We sat in the car and I opened my mouth but he beat me to it " You drive me insane" he said, turning to me " Tell me the truth" I demanded " What truth?"
" Do you like me?" I asked
" I'm not six"
" Answer me" I pushed
" I don't mind you" he admitted
" So that's it we just don't mind each other..... Nothing else" I turned to face the window, slightly pissed.
" You know it's not like that" he placed his hand on my shoulder but I brushed him off
" Please tell me! What is it then?"
" You said you didn't want me. Now you act all hurt and shit like you're the victim!" He yelled
I said nothing.
" You're the one fucking with my brain, Dahlia. You!" he continued. He raised his voice again and shifted in his seat.
I opened the car door and started walking.
" Dahlia!" he yelled.
" Fuck off!" I said, flipping him off.
I looked back and saw him smile at me. He stopped the car next to me and with a soft voice he said " Get in.... Please" I got in and didn't say a single word until we passed the library. A song played on the radio and I moved my shoulders and hummed. Lance glanced at me and smiled " Your skin! Oh yeah, your skin and bones!" I screamed. He burst out laughing and I joined him. Our eyes met and we froze smiling at each other. His eyes bright and wide.
Lance
She had started to scream the words and I couldn't help but laugh. My eyes met hers, her hazel eyes sparkled and her smile was bright. Her perfect face was all I had dreamed about ever since I danced with her. She claims she doesn't want me but I know.. She wants me just as bad as I want her.
We finally reached our block and I parked in front of a large tree. She walked out and she dropped her keys. She finally got the door open and I stopped in front of my door, as she walked the next few steps alone. Please look back. She turned to me and my heart dropped when a tear fell from her cheek. She signaled me with her head and I followed her upstairs.
Suddenly my hands were latched onto her waist, our lips never breaking contact. We fell back onto her bed and she climbed on top. She moved her hips against me, making my stomach knot. " Dahlia" I said, breathing heavily. I have never wanted anyone the way I want her, she can turn me on with a simple smile. I can't rush things I reminded myself. " Hey. How about a movie?" I asked and she nodded with a smile.
She put on a movie and sat next to me " Ahhh" she said as the movie started. I didn't really watch the movie, my eyes were on her. The way her nose scrunched every time he kissed her and the way her eyes tear as she lost her baby. She ended up crying and I looked at her, making a weird face. She burst laughing and giggling. " Shut up" she bumped into me " You're pathetic" I joked.
" Is your mom ever around?" I asked as she washed the dishes " She works and then goes out doing whatever" she said, avoiding my eyes. " Oh" I said sitting on a chair. " Come here" I said, patting my lap but she shook her head " Why not?" she simply turned around " Why. Not?" I demanded more than asked " I'm too heavy" she hid in embarrassment. I rolled my eyes and said " Sit" she moved slowly and sat on my lap, still holding her weight on her two feet. I kicked her foot and she finally relaxed her whole body " See you aren't heavy" she didn't utter a word.
Her phone rang and she got up and answered it quickly " Shit! I have to get ready" she said rushing all over the place. " I have to go to the stupid party with Britney" she explained. She got into the shower and started to get ready. " See you there" I said walking out. I got ready and put on a pair of black pants, which were tight as hell and a black polo neck. I looked in the mirror and my biceps stretched the tight fabric, my thoughts went to her " What will she think?" I slapped myself and took a deep breath. I put on some nice shoes my dad got me for Christmas and walked out.
I looked around, I couldn't see her. I walked to the bar and ordered drink. One, two, three. I kept on drinking until finally Lorenzo begged me to stop. I wasn't drunk but I wasn't sober. I got up and a red dress and hazel eyes caught my eye. Lorenzo nudged me with his elbow and said " Look at the one in the blue" I didn't even notice Britney, she wasn't half as mesmerizing as Dahlia's thighs fitting perfectly in the tight fabric, her boobs out for only me to see but covered enough not to attract too much attention. She was wearing gold heels that made her figure stand out.
They walked down the black stairs and her eyes met mine. They slowly walked to us " Hi" Lorenzo said to them both, mostly Britney. Lorenzo disappeared with Britney and it was only us alone. " Hey" she said picking up her drink. " Hey" I said back. I watched as she tugged at her dress attempting to loosen the fabric " Stop it. You don't have to cover your body" She smiled nervously.
She gulped down two other drinks and she was drunk. The shy and insecure Dahlia was long gone when she started to dance on one of the tables. I caught her and took her home. " Nooo! I want to stay" she said kicking her feet in the air. " Put me down!" she complained " Lance Scott!!!" she screamed but I put my hand over her mouth and she finally shut up. I laid her on her bed and put a t-shirt over her head and rolled her dress down, trying my best to be respectful.
Her body fit perfectly in my hands. I got up and opened the door " Stay" she said, her eyes wide open. I closed the door and climbed in next to her. She rolled onto her side and looked up at me, wrapping her legs around me. She slowly climbed on top and I could see the lust in her eyes. Breathe. Don't rush things. Don't rush things. She kissed me and I turned her over, I was on top, hovering over her. " Dahlia" I said. Her eyes widened and said honestly " I don't wan to have sex, I just want to feel....good" I nodded slowly tracing circles on her thigh. I glided my index finger over her stomach as she gasped, I felt goosebumps form under my touch. I kissed her jaw and slowly down to her neck.
I spread her legs and looked up at her, her head back and her back arched, ready for me. " Are you sure?" I asked one last time " Mhmm" she said. I buried my head between her legs, she moaned and gulped as my tongue, glided over her, making her feel pleasure she has never felt before. I felt as she came, " You okay?" I asked, climbing back next to her. She nodded, her face was a deep red and when I turned to kiss her she gave me her back " There's nothing to be ashamed or shy about, Dahlia" I reassured her. She turned back to me and smiled " I have never-" I stopped her, kissing her. She immediately fell asleep in my arms, soon after I followed.
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RomanceDahlia Valentine's life was nothing special, she was basic. A 16-year old who loved to read and enjoyed her own company. When Lance Scott moved into her flat, her life took a turn. He was 2 years older and quite the opposite of her. Will her life be...