When in Pittsburgh

Chapter Fifteen- Rock Me

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Jenna's POV

"Hello love." Louis voice coming through the door makes me turn my head. "Oh hi Louis." I untuck my legs from under my butt and put the bowl of popcorn onto Lou's kitchen table. "How was the concert tonight?" "Oh nothing too special." He says. "Every night seems the same to me." He bites his lip and tears his eyes away from mine, looking out the window.

For some reason I feel like he isn't telling me the truth. "So, what do you feel like doing tonight?" I ask him. "Maybe watch another movie? You have so many." "Yeah we could do that I suppose..." He says as he sits down at the table across from me. He looks directly into my eyes and smiles. I smile back.

"You're so beautiful." He reaches out a hand and pushes a hair hanging in my face behind my ear. I giggle. Then he jumps to him feet and scoops me up, bridal style and carries me to the couch. "Gosh you scared me Lou!" I say to him. He lays me down on the couch, leaning my head on a pillow.  Then he smooths down my T-shirt with one hand.  Is it just me or does his hand seem to linger? "Can I be perfectly honest with you Jenna?" "Oh course you can. What is it boobear?" Louis flinches. "Please... just don't call me that okay?" He says in a strange tone. "Of course, I'm sorry." The last thing I want is to make him upset. "What is it Lou?" I use a different nickname now. "Okay... can we have sex tonight."

What the fuck. I wasn't expecting that. At all. "You get right to the point don't you." His sexy laugh rings out for about two seconds before it sounds strange in the complete silence and he stops abruptly. I continue. "Why do you want that from me so badly?" I am surprised by how strong my voice is. I look down and see that my hands are shaking. "No, Jenna it isn't like that. It isn't that I only like you for it. You must know that."

At this point there isn't a lot that I know for 100% sure. However this is one of those things. If he really wanted it... he could pay for the most expensive, best prostitute on the whole planet. But he doesn't. For some odd reason, he likes the awkward, nerdy, absolute-opposite-of-sexy, moi. And it's not for sex, that much I'm sure of. My heart starts to race faster. Yes. Why not? I'm freaking 21 years old and I am still a virgin. Why not do it with... Louis Tomlinson.

Louis' gorgeous face starts to blur and my heart is beating so hard I feel like he can probably hear it. This is what it feels like when I am about to pass out. I open my mouth and gulp in as much air as possible. He comes back into focus.  Louis is waiting for an answer now. My lips turn up. "Yes." I'm ready. I throw my arms around his neck.

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"Jenna, remember I'm a virgin too." "Mmm don't stop." I press my lips back to his and push him back onto the rug. He is  warm and tastes like mint. He pulls back again. "Jenna, I'm new at all this." "Don't you worry about that." I say in a joking tone. He looks up at me, his face pale. I have forgotten he must be nervous too. My heart had slowed down... a little bit. Now it only felt like butterflies are tickling the edges of my stomach, instead of them flapping around, bumping into each other  all over the place. "You have it right?" I want to make sure again. "Yep." He pats his left pocket. "Good."