The First Time

Chapter 12- Friday

~Friday Afternoon~

I'm so exhausted from school. Thank God it's finally the weekend. Troy and I pull back into his driveway and head up to his room to hang out.

I sat on his bed and he sat in the chair. We started talking about prom and the arrangements and whatnot.

"I'm thinking a blue dress, and you wear a blue bow tie!"

"I'll let you decide, I'm not good with this kinda of stuff!" He said laughing.

"Oh I know. Remember when you use to wear the yellow crocs with the purple shirt?" I said trying to be funny.

"Oh God, don't remind me."

"We were so cute back then." I said in a little voice.

"Well you're still cute now." He said walking over to me.

"Oh really?" I said as I leaned my head up towards him.

"Yeah, really." He whispered as he started to kiss me.

I broke the kiss quick and stared in his bright blue eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"You're so cute." I said.

"Oh really?" He said trying to mock me from before.

"Yes really!" I said while hitting him with a pillow.

You shouldn't have done that..

"Well why n--" I was cut off by being tackled to the bed with Troy tickling me to death.

"Troy stop tickling me!" I cried out.

"Troy stop tickling me!" He mocked back.

He knows exactly where I hate to be tickled, right in my lower stomach and my thighs.

"Troy please stop!" I laughed out as he attacked me all over.

After, legitimately, 5 minutes of tickling he stopped.

I started panting trying to catch my breath.

"If your out of breath just from that, what are you gonna do when you finally have ---" he was forced to stop because I punched him knowing what he was gonna say.

"Wow Troy." I laughed.

I still laid back on his bed and he came over and rested his head on my chest. Every time he breathed, I felt it.

He leaned up after we both were a little calmed down and started kissing me. He hovered over me with one hand bracing himself up and the other resting on my stomach. I don't know why it makes me feel good when he touches my stomach, I feel safe, almost.

He soon started up my shirt and laid his warm hands on my stomach while we made out. I don't know why he knows to do this. It's like he knows I love it. I motioned for him to take his shirt off because looking at his beautiful abs makes me melt inside. I helped him take it off and we started kissing again. I, once again, tried to see if he would take mine off. I motioned with his hands to lift it higher.

"Only if that's as far as it will go." He said in a serious tone.

I nodded quickly and sat up so he could take it off. He stared for a few seconds at my breasts before going back to kissing me. I'm not sure right now how far this will go. But, it feels really good to be like this with him. I'm really uncomfortable about my body, and when he saw that I was kinda hiding under his covers, he stopped.

"Brooke, don't be ashamed. I love your body. It's beautiful." He said as he started kissing me on my stomach.

I managed to flip on top and I was straddling him. I made small little kisses all over his stomach while he played with my hair. I trailed back up and laid on him while we kissed. He was so gentle. He rested one hand on my waist and the other was in my hair. He not once touched my body in an inappropriate place, like my boobs. He just sat there and kissed me. Our souls were comfortable with each other. The fact that clothing was missing just made us feel closer, not that we wanted to skip a few bases.

He started kissing me harder and more passionately. The feel of our tongues wrestling made me smile. When I felt him smiling to I felt like I was doing something right.

*Troys POV*
This moment feels so right. Her lips, my lips. Her soul, my soul. Her happiness, my happiness. We were just so good for each other.

I laid underneath of her with a hand on her curved waist, and the other playing with her long blonde hair. I have no intention of going farther than kissing. This moment is perfect. I hope she feels the same way I do. Because, my soul feels amazing with hers. This moment, this time, this setting, this relationship. All I could want.

Soon we stopped and realized it was 9 o'clock.. We had been kissing for a long time.. I turned on the tv and motioned for her to lay her head on my chest. She cuddled up on me and I pulled her up to kiss her forehead.

"Good night beautiful." I whispered to her.

"Goodnight Troy." She yawned back and drifted to sleep. I love when she says my name. Especially in that really cute tired voice of hers.

She's so gorgeous. I couldn't stop looking at her. I must have been staring at her for a long time, because it was 11 when I checked the clock next. I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her once more on the forehead and drifted off to sleep.