We Could Have So Much More

Chapter seven

I've been successfully avoiding Trevor for this week.
I play basketball at the court while Gina records and he plays the guitar in the school theatre.

We only see each other in the bus but I ask Gina to save me a seat at front with her.
We actually have alot in common.
She gave me her workout routine and I gave her mine.
Hers is way more complicated and draining.

No wonder, she has a better body.
I think I'm gonna start working for triceps.

" Gina let's go?"
I hang on to my bag.
" Oh darling, I'm sorry." She apologies, " I got to stay with the editor today."
She places a hand on my shoulder.
" The mini movie is beautiful." She whispers in my ears.
I shrug and walk to the bus stop alone.

And I see someone else on my seat.

" Hey this is my seat." I mumble.
" Did you buy the seat?" One of the kid inquiries in a threatening way.

So I avoid the tard and great! The only empty seat I have is with Trevor.

Trevor avoids me.
The window is more appealing to him than I am.
Is it weird? I still get weird fantasies of him.
I mean we didn't really go ahead that day.
After some kisses, I pushed him and ran away.

" You got a girlfriend?" I ask.
He eyes me.

"Okay I'm sorry, I've had overreacted." I apologise.

" You left after giving me an erection.." he mutters like a mad toddler.

I start laughing so hard. " What the hell Trevor!"

I drop my head on my hands.

He smacks my head lightly.

" It's not funny." He says, " You took advantage of being a girl in this society."

I pause.

" Just think of what you did." He scolds me like a father.

damn.

He's right, that was so wrong.

" How do I apologise?"

He sighs, audible.

I take his hand and place it on my thigh.

" Okay so this isn't harassment for me?" He questions, and takes his hand back.

I'm ashamed so I sit quiet.
We reach his stop. He curses under his breath.
" Oh fuck it."
He takes my hand and takes me with him.

He takes me inside the same house,
And takes his shirt off.
We kiss, we make out in two x.
His hands are in my hair and mine in his.

He takes my sports t shirt off.
And kisses my neck.
Then embraces it.
I softy moan while his mouth is on my neck and his hands tickle my waist.

"Mm, Trevor don't leave a hickey there."
I moan and mutter, softly pulling his head away.
He pauses, " My parents are strict." I assure him.

So he moves his mouth to my shoulders,
and starts sucking there.

And his tickling hands move upwards.

And we hear the door handle move.

" QUICK WEAR YOUT SHIRT ON." HE WHISPERS LOUDLY AS If we're stealing.
" WHAT?"

" IT'S NOT MY HOUSE."

" WHAT THE FUCK TREVOR?"

We run out the back door.

" What is wrong with you?"
" What, you think I own my house or something? I'm SIXTEEN!" He emphasis sixteen.

I sigh and I lower my eyes.
He covers. " Don't even dare to look." He mutters. He blushes.
And I laugh loud again.

" I don't have my own house but I have a car."
He tells me.

" You do?"
" Nah." He says and I make this disappointing but expected face.
He points at a blue car.
" come."
I walk with him, I sit at the back seat to avoid
Trouble.
He notices and sighs.

" What kind of music do you like?" He asks me.

" Arctic Monkeys."

He smiles. He throws his phone at me.
" It's already connected to the Bluetooth, start playing."

Crawling back to you ~

He takes to a deep forest.
" Are you gonna kill me here?" I sarcastically ask.

" Nah It's Private. "

He takes the window sheds down and turns the music down.
He climbs to the back seat.
He gets on top of me, and kisses me again.
"Mm" I pull him away.
" Let me be in control this time." I request and command.
He cackles at me.
I make a face and get on top of him.
He holds my waist and I have the boy pinned.
I kiss him, and trust me I'm a better kisser.

I slowly unbutton his shirt, and spread a hand through his stomach.
" You need lotion." I tell him.
" ohh" he nods, he isn't taking me seriously.
I reach his neck and start.
He moans loudly purposely.
And I smack his chest indicating he should stop being a drama queen.
" I'm leaving a mark." I threat him.
" I don't mind." He shrugs.
So I go harder.
He holds on my waist tighter.
" Done, you have an epic hickey." I say proudly

He softly pulls me away and opens his phone camera. He clicks selfies of his hickey.
What-
" Okay can I be on top now?" He pleads.
I sarcastically kick him. " No." I say.
He makes the same disappointed face I did. But I don't care.
I sit on the seat. " Come here, sit."
I command. He rolls his eyes with a cute smile.

He sits.
I crawl to his lap.
His hand slides under my pants and his circular motions start again.
I grip his shoulders this time.
And moan softly.
He's not the aggressive fuck type, he's the soft loving fuck type.

He kisses my shoulder while he keeps on going.

And then I feel something VIBRATE ON MY PRINCESS PLACE.
ITS MY GOD Damn phone.

" It's my mom." I tell him he nods.
I place my finger on his lips so he knows he should be quiet.

" Where the hell are you?"  She asks me.

" At school, we're still working on that movie."

" Come fast quick."

I sigh. " I can't -"
She hangs up on me.

" Tough mom, huh?" He comments.

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