Time doesn't matter

4. I like her too much

CHARLIE POV

What the fuck just happened??

I'm in my car on my way back home from that encounter with Paige. I turn on my playlist with the greats like Ed Sheeran, One Direction (and their solo music), Taylor Swift and all those musical gods. I don't care if people say they're for girls, their music is amazing.

I'm thinking back at what happened after I ate Paige's perfect pussy. The plan was to do what I always do, after we have sex, or oral or whatever, I drive her back.

But of course she isn't everyone else, cause she actually called another guy to go fuck her after I gave her an orgasm. Not even 10 minutes after.

She actually said that she wasn't satisfied. She said it practically to my face.

I didn't want to be mean and call her out for being rude so I just stayed quiet. The part that did sting was when I dropped her off. How I wasn't enough for seconds. One of these days I'll show her and prove her wrong.

The weird thing though is that she said that we've been going to school since 1st grade, as if I didn't already know. I was conflicted when I saw her sitting next to my assigned seat because the truth is that I did see her around and I even knew her name. To be fair how could I miss her. She is gorgeous, she has beautiful brown hair with those green eyes, and tan skin. Not to mention her body. The reason I never talked to her is because there was never time. We were never in the same friend groups, or sat next to each other in school— not until now at least— and she just seemed way too out of my league.

I've had sex, or just simply had an intense make out session with many many many girls, but for some reason I never dared to go near her. I didn't want to just waist a random night on her.

If I'm being honest with myself I have no clue why I gave in today. Maybe it was that I finally talked to her, maybe that it's a new year and wanted to try something new, or maybe I was tired of that crush I had on her and acted on it.

I don't typically have crushes, well I just don't have crushes in general, but I really liked her. But it's always easier to make a move on someone you're not actually really into. No matter how many girls I've fucked, she was and will probably always be my crush.

I don't know what it's gonna mean now that we've actually spoken and definitely did more than that. I also don't know how to follow up the fact that she didn't like it. That's a real kick to my ego.

Another thing that surprised me about her, besides the fact that she orders pink lemonade at in-n-out is that she actually has a fuck buddy. At this point maybe everyone has one, but I couldn't picture it for her. And I'm confused if the fact that I probably don't know him makes it worse or better. She did say she didn't want to do the same with me because it'll be awkward at school, probably meaning that that "G" guy she was talking to was not from our school.

I wonder what other guys she's slept with. Has she ever dated someone seriously? Does she want to?

My mind drifts off when I finally make it home, turning off Fearless by Louis Tomlinson on my car radio. I grab my practically empty backpack from the back seat and hop out of my car, lock it, and walk up my driveway.

When I walk in I can hear the commotion going on inside. My dad on the phone, my mom bossing around the employees and my 13 year old sister blasting her music from upstairs.

I walk upstairs heading to my room. "HAY!! KEEP IT DOWN!!" I yell at my sister Hayley from outside her door while knocking. I just walk off directly to my bedroom and drop on my bed.

I hear my sister's music getting lowered and I thank god she actually listened for once.

I'm still hard from the Paige situation so I try to figure out how I'm gonna manage it. I pull out my phone from my pocket and go to Instagram. Directly to Paige's profile. I may or may not have done this a few times before, but it doesn't matter because she'll never find out. For a girl that isn't all that popular she has quite the catalogue of Instagram posts. I scroll to one of my favorites of her in Hawaii this summer at the beach while I shove my right hand down my pants.

When I'm finished I close the app and pull out the box of Kleenex from my nightstand to clean myself off.

I get up and put on comfortable clothes for the rest of the day. With only basketball shorts and a bare chest I go back to my bed and watch a tv show. After a few episodes I can't handle it anymore and do the unspeakable; I text the one girl that rejected me to my face and with my luck is actually the only one I actually genuinely want.

Charlie: 6:43 pm
Hey, wyd

I wait for her response, but then I remember that she is probably getting fucked by G as we speak and I'm in bed pinning over the same girl that I've had a crush on since the 5th grade.

The Instagram app tells me that she is active, so I wait patiently for her response.

Paige: 6:57 pm
Just getting ready for tomorrow. How bout u?
Oh wait, and also coming down from the orgasm I just had. Yeah I think that's pretty much it.

I can't believe she just said that. She really isn't letting it go. I wonder if I didn't something to upset her. But I'm not gonna build unnecessary drama so I just play along.

Charlie: 6:59 pm
Right, you're fuck buddy. I'm glad you got to find real satisfaction. But I'm still not buying that you hated it. ;)
Well, I'll see you tomorrow in all the many classes we have together. :D

I'm a happy texter, I like people to feel good about having a conversation with me, that why I smile all the time. It's just a facade. The one time in a while that it wasn't just fake was this morning. Every time I talked to Paige. Man this can't be good. I have to stop speaking to her right now because if we keep on talking about sex and another guy fucking her better than me, I'm not gonna make it.

Paige: 7:03
Yeah, see you tomorrow.

I'm glad she dropped the subject. In return so that the conversation doesn't get too long, I just give her messages a like and turn off my phone.