Shisa one-shots

Rebound?

Lisa's POV

My boyfriend of four months, Luke, had just gotten a job offer. With that said, I plan on doing something special for him. But if I'm being completely honest this is mostly to assure me that I'm over Shane. Luke and I haven't had sex yet, but tonight that all changes. Obviously we have done other things. I told him that I didn't want to rush our relationship, but in reality I just wasn't ready to have sex with him.

Also, it was hard for me to do things with another man after Shane and I broke up. I mean after three and a half years of only having sex with one person, it's kind of hard to be intimate with someone else at first.

I was afraid I'd compare him to Shane and that I would be thinking about him while I was having sex with another man. Now that I have Luke, I feel like I should finally start to move on. Shane and I are still best friends. We'll always love each other. Stop thinking about Shane. You're finally getting laid tonight by an amazingly hot boy.

I look in my bedroom mirror, taking in my appearance. My hair is curled into light waves. I'm wearing a deep red lace push up bra paired with a matching red lace thong. It's kind of weird because this was Shane's favorite pantie set I would wear. Well he also loved the white. He said it made me look innocent yet incredibly sexy and it drove him wild. Lisa. Stop. Luke is the only man that should be on your mind right now. Especially in a sexual way.

I put my hands on my hips and smirk. My makeup is done to perfection. All of the necessary parts of my body are shaved. I applied my favorite perfume to all of the key spots: my neck, the valley in between my breasts, my stomach and my upper legs.

I'm about to put on the dress I had picked out specially for tonight when I hear my phone buzz on the nightstand. I grab it and instantly freeze in place when I read the harsh words.

Luke: hey Lisa... I can't do this anymore. This isn't going anywhere for me. Sorry.

My heart drops. He broke up with me over text. OVER TEXT? Who the hell does that? I'm not even sad, I'm humiliated. How could he do this to me? I don't deserve this. What a dick!

I climb onto my bed and stare at the ceiling. At least I didn't have sex with him, right? That would've been worse. He could've broken up with me after I had sex with him. I didn't have strong feelings for him anyways, so it's not like we were going to last for a long time.

I lay here in my underwear and try to hold in my tears. Not tears of sadness, but tears of anger and frustration. I sit up and grab a pillow beside me, throwing it as hard as I can against the wall in front of me.

A tear escapes my eye and is soon followed by many others. I'm extremely embarrassed. Why would I not think this could happen to me? Just because Shane treated me like a princess doesn't mean every other guy will. I was lucky with Shane. He was such a gentleman, hell he still is. He still treats me so nicely and always makes sure I'm okay.

My thoughts are interrupted by the front door opening and closing. My heart starts to beat faster and faster as I hear loud footsteps coming from the living room. Who the hell is in my house? The door was locked. The only people that have a key to my apartment are my parents, Jess and-

The person knocks on my bedroom door. "Hey Lisa, sorry to just walk in. I knocked a few times, but you didn't answer. Normally I would've just left but I saw your car. I wanted to make sure you were alright."

Relief washes over me. "Oh, Shane. Thank god. You scared me."

The door opens causing me to gasp. His eyes widen when he sees what I'm wearing and immediately covers his eyes. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry."