Wild Thing

Drunken Kisses

Once we reached my apartment I asked him if he wanted to come in for a minute since my brother wasn't gonna be home for a while. He accepted the offer without hesitation and came in, plopping himself on my couch.

"You want somethin to drink?" I asked him as I set my keys down on the counter.

"Nah, I've got you, don't I?" he said winking. 

"What the hell does that even mean?" I asked under my breathe.

I walked over and sat next to him on the couch. He scooted closer to me.

"Do you want me as much as I want you right now, baby?" he asked.

"Please don't call me that." I said.

He ignored me and moved so close to me that I was inhaling the vodka on his breathe. He put his hand on my thigh, sending electricity through my body.

"Taylor, look, you're really sweet but I just want to be friends with you." I told him reaching down to remove his hand. But something was stopping me. So I just placed mine on top of his.

"I don't wanna make you do anything you don't want to, Jada. But I just wanna let you know that you are so beautiful." he whispered in my ear. He leaned over and started kissing my neck.

I leaned my head back and shut my eyes. Taylor was definitley not the person I wanted to be with. But something inside me wanted more than anything to feel wanted. And at this moment, Taylor seemed to be the only person that could give me that. So I placed my hand up to the back of his head and let him continue to press his drunken lips against my neck. He then pressed his body against mine and started kissing the left side of my face. I couldn't stop myself from leaning into him and intertwining my fingers under his shirt. He pulled back for a minute just to pull off his shirt and then started kissing my neck again and moved his mouth down to my chest as he reached his hands under the hem of my shirt. I pulled my hands up into his hair and pulled off his bandana as he moved his hands slowly up higher under my shirt. Just then Cameron's face appeared in my head. Before he could pull it off I pulled away from him, both of us breathing heavily. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to wrap my head around what was happening.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Nick asked trying to pull me back. I pushed him away.

"I'm not your babe. I'm not anyone's babe." I said.

"Well what are you then?" He asked me, still trying to pull me back.

"I'm Jada. A girl who just wants to feel wanted for once in here life." I said.

Here comes the emotional side of my drunk self.

"I do want you." he said, breathing down my neck.

I shook my head and grinded my teeth together.

 "Well maybe I don't even know who I want." I said, looking down at my hands.

"Where are you going with this? This isn't about who I think it is, is it?" he asked, finally pulling back. "Oh god, Jada. I should've warned you about Cameron the second you guys met."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, looking up at him.

"I saw the way you guys looked at each other after he impaled you with that football earlier."  He said as I rolled my eyes. "Cameron is bad news, Jada. He is not the type of guy you want to fall in love with."

"Woah, who said anything about anybody falling in love with anybody?" I snapped at him.

"Just listen to me. You guys aren't good for each other, you. You can't fall for him." He shook his head and looked into my eyes.

"I'm not fa-" I started to say but Taylor cut me off.

"Cut the bullshit, Jada. He's totally gorgeous and you want to rub up against him and tango tongues under the stars. You wouldn't be the first girl."

I furrowed my brow.

"This is ridiculous. What are you even talking about?" I asked, looking at him confused.

"Every effin girl on that beach is crazy for Cameron. He can get anybody he wants, and he knows it. I know it." he said, looking down. 

"Why does any of this matter, he has a girlfriend anyway?" I cut in.

"Cameron having a girlfriend won't stop him from doing something stupid." he said, leaning back against the couch and putting his hands behind his head. "Just trust me."

"What, does he have a bad reputation or something?" I said, still looking at him. 

"You know his girlfriend, Penny?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Yeah. She's a sweet girl. She was once crazy about me." He said, staring off into the distance. "But then she met Cam."

"She left you for him?" I asked.

"Yup. Because Cameron is soooo gorgeous and funny and such a hunk." He said, imitating a typical girl voice.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"So what does this have to do with him being such a bad person?" I asked him.

"He goes through girls like dollar bills. When he gets bored he goes out and plays the lottery, getting more girls and forgetting the old ones. Soon he will do it to Penny too. She'll be crushed. The way she loves him, she never cared about me that much. Nobody ever cares about me as much as Cam." he said.

"No offence," I said, laying back against the couch next to him. "But are you sure this has nothing to do with just you being jealous?" 

"I am jealous. Because of Penny." he said, looking at me. "But you go out on that beach and interview every single teenage girl and at least half of them will have said exaclty what I just told you about him."

I couldn't help but believe him. Something inside me was telling me to trust him. As much as I was drawn to Cameron I knew I would have to forget about him. He didn't want me anyway. That was pretty obvious. I didn't care about forgetting him, the thought of Cameron not wanting me made me sick to my stomach.

I turned towards Taylor who was still looking at me. I had no self control left what-so-ever. I threw my body on him, pressing my lips against his as he pulled my shirt off. He rolled me over and got ontop of me, kissing down my chest. I was breathing heavily as he unzipped my pants. The more pain I felt, the harder I kissed him. The more I kissed him, the more Cameron's face appeared in my head.