Juliana Woodland and Nate Jacobs have been best friends for as long as they can remember.
They are now in their junior year at East Highland High School and things are starting to get complicated.
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The day after McKay's party, Juliana and Nate barely left his room. He helped nurse her hangover, bringing her popsicles and Gatorade. He rubbed her back while they binge watched her favourite reality TV shows, which she always loved to do when she was sick.
"Thanks for looking after me as always," she mumbled. She couldn't speak too loud because her head was pounding. "I'm such an idiot."
She cringed as she vaguely remembered talking with her friends about finding someone at the party to lose her virginity to.
She wasn't a prude by any means, but she certainly didn't want to have sex for the first time drunk at a party, to someone she just met. She couldn't even remember the guy's name who she was dancing with.
"You know you don't need for thank me, Angel." He continued gently rubbing her back, enjoying how soft her skin was. "I'm still fucking pissed at myself for not finding you sooner."
"It's okay, nothing happened at all. Thank god. Can you imagine, me sleeping with that guy? I can't even remember his name." She groaned and buried her face into the blanket.
He froze for a moment, heat rushing to his face. She hadn't mentioned before that she was thinking of sleeping with the piece of shit who was groping her the night before. "What do you mean? You were planning on getting with him?"
She took a deep breath, which was clearly a bit of a struggle. "Not really, I remember talking with the girls about finding someone at the party for me to hook up with. Clearly, we all drank too much. I'm just glad it didn't happen."
It took every ounce of willpower for him to not lose his fucking mind. Even though he didn't know when he would ever be able to tell her how he felt, he always assumed it would happen eventually, and that he would be her first and only.
The thought of some jackass taking her virginity, someone who didn't even care about her, made him want to punch a hole in the fucking wall. He wanted to crack all of her stupid little friend's heads together, too, for encouraging her to do something like that.
"Would you really want that? To lose your virginity to some dickhead who doesn't even love you?" He asked in a strained voice, absolutely disgusted at the thought.
Sure, he had sex before with several different girls, but nothing was ever serious or lasted long. That, along with his good looks and well known mean streak, gave him a reputation of being a man whore.
But he only slept with those girls to fulfill a need, and he pretended and wished they were Juliana the whole time. He had to do something to keep his self control in check around her.
She shook her head, taking a sip of Gatorade. "I'm just never drinking again. Problem solved."
He stopped rubbing her back momentarily to cuddle into her from behind, inhaling the familiar scent of her perfume, mixed with alcohol and smoke from the night before.
