Furthest Thing

Prologue

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"This party is amaaaaaazing!" I slurred, waving my drink in the air.

"Honey, you've been drinking? I thought you wouldn't?" My friend Tyrece asked.

"Same, but someone called me chicken shit, and I couldn't just say no after that!" I never turn down a challenge. He was basically saying I had no guts, and that's so not true.

"Idiot..." He muttered as he slung his arm around me and dragged me through the house and up the stares to a secluded bedroom. He plopped me down on the bed, and I stared up at him with a pout. "Stay here." He pointed his finger at me rudely, the stormed out of the room. I sighed, lying back on the bed, not wanting to aggravate him anymore.

After what felt like hours, someone stumbled through the door, clutching their head and squeezing their eyes shut. "Damn lights..." They muttered, turning them off. I heard footsteps coming towards me, but in my drunken state, I couldn't tell that I should've probably moved...

Soon, I felt a heavy weight on top of me all at one time, and I let out a surprised "oomph!" It disappeared soon after followed by a loud thunk. Hmm, they must've fallen.

A light turned on next to the bed, and I turned my head to stare at the lamp. "What are you doing in my room?!" A voice demanded angrily, and I turned my head to stare into the deepest green eyes I've ever seen.

"Uhh, sorry whaaa...?" I mumbled, blinking slowly.

The guy sighed. "Well, at least you're too drunk to hit me, Pay."

I raised an eyebrow. I've never sen this glorious house before now, and this guy knows my name?

"Whooo're youu?" I slurred, and his head snapped to mine before he clasped it in his hands again and groaned loudly.

"Ugh, I can't believe you don't know me. I'll blame that on the fact your drunk." He sighed, and my features furrowed.

"I would remember those eyes if I kneeeeww you." I told him in my baby-talk white-girl-wasted voice, and he chuckled, standing back up slowly, reaching for the door and locking it before slowly making his way back to the bed.

"That's nice. Go to bed." He told me, pulling him into his arms from behind so we were spooning.

"But, what? I don't know you though..." I trailed off and he shifted as if to shrug.

"You'll remember in the morning, Pay."

I sighed, them spun around to face him. "How do you know me?" I sounded very confident (to myself), so I hit him with a stern look as well. He never turned off the lamp, so I caught his smirk as he pulled me closer.

"I've known you for years, Pay. Now shush, my head hurts."

"B-but I don't want to go to bed yet. I came to partyyy!!" I exclaimed, and he groaned again. He sighed, then opened his eyes to me.

In that moment, we just stared at each other. I was getting sucked in to those gorgeous eyes, and I didn't even realize we'd both moved closer to each other until I felt the tip of his nose brush against mine.

"If you remember any of this in the morning, remember that I'm just giving you what we've both been waiting for, okay?" He told me sincerely, cupping my cheek the his right hand. I stared at him in confusion, then opened my mouth to question him right before he smashed his lips to mine.

I let out a loud moan, and he did the same. His hot lips ravished my slightly cold ones, and it felt to perfect. He flipped so he was on top of me; his hands we everywhere. Damn, he was good at this.

Before I knew it, the only thing between us and sex were our undergarments, and I knew I was forgetting something important. Right as he went to pull off my lingerie, I stopped him.

"I'm a vir- oh, what's the word? Virgo? Yea, a Virgo! You'll hurt me!" I blurted, and he laughed loudly, then groaned again.

"You're a virgin?" He asked with a smirk, and I shrugged.

"That too, I guess."

He shook his head slowly in order to not hurt himself again. He lowered himself down on top of me, still keeping that smirk on his face. "Baby, I know that. I'll take it slow, no worries."

And in my stupid state of mind, I smiled brightly, feeling very trusting. "Okay!" I shouted, and he covered my mouth.

"This is the first time for us, and my head is pounding, but I'm afraid this is the only time you'll accept me. Therefore, though I find screaming extremely sexy, please refrain from doing so. My head is killing me, baby." He leaned down and brushed his lips against my forehead, and I nodded in understanding.

Every article of clothing was soon tossed away, and he expertly entered me. My entire body tensed, and a few tears fell down my cheeks. He kissed them away as he stayed in place, then soon began to move slowly.

Before I knew it, the pain was gone, and I was in euphoria. It was over hours of pleasing each other in more ways than I could've imagined. Eventually we past out together, bodies intertwined, and didn't wake up until 3 o'clock the next afternoon.

And the only thing that could've stopped us was standing just outside the door listening with widened eyes and a broken heart.