Ricky Dillon's Little Sister (O2L fanfiction)

That's Not Mine

The car pulls out of the driveway as we sit on the couch. "Do you want something to drink?" I ask finally pulling back so I can take a breath.

"Nah, I'm good." He replies laying back when I get to the steps of the stairs.

"So am I." I say smiling and ruining my hand up the banister as I look at the ground. It took a minuet and a few slow steps up the stairs for him to finally understand.

"I don't think that's a good idea." He says climbing up the steps till he was just one step below me. I feel rejected but then he picks me up and carries me back to the couch. "I'm fine with physical stuff but I'm not ready for that."

When he sat me down I clasp my hand over my mouth. "I wasn't going to boink you!" I say. "I just wanted some privacy in case someone was to come home." I say and watch as his face turns red from pure imbursement. I decide to stop it by doing the only thing I wanted to, I pulled him down by his shirt collar and kissed him softly.

I felt the warmth of his skin that escaped his shirt. Then he shifted and I was lying on the couch with him hovering above me. It seemed like a scene from a romance movie, with sparks and fireworks everywhere. I lift the edge of his shirt and pull it over his head as his hands squeeze my hips under mine. I wrap one of my legs around him then I hear the people that have apparently came in during our moment. "Get it in bro!" someone yells. Making Finn jump off the couch and me spring up to fix my shirt.

When I look up I see Andrea, Jenn, JC, and a very hurt looking Connor. I stand up and hand Finn his shirt from the back of the couch staring at Connor the whole time. "Maybe I should leave?" Finn says making me break eye contact.

"No!" I yell without meaning to.

"But it looks like you might have a problem with both of us here." he says point between himself and Connor.

"Very true." I say wrapping one arm around Finn's waist. "So maybe you should leave, Connor." I say pointing at the door.

"Really Ash! You're not even going to talk with me about this?" Connor yells at me making my rage and hurt build back up again.

"You want to talk? Fine let's talk about how I found you having sex with some blond bimbo the day I, your girlfriend my bad your ex-girlfriend, was getting back in town! Not to mention how you just took my virginity not even a week before I left! Oh and here I don't want this piece of crap!" I yell throwing the pictures I always keep of us at him and running upstairs as my eyes overflow with tears.

I was in my room for not even a minuet when Finn comes racing in. "come on!" he yells picking my up like a child and carrying my out the front door laying me in his car with people sitting silently in the front seat. "drive." He demands and Jack does so without hesitation.

I look up and see specks of blood on Finns shirt. "What happened to you?" I ask sitting up and wiping my cheeks before searching his body for the source of the blood.

"I'm fine babe, it's not mine." He grabs my face and wipes the tears I missed off my face gently. Then he kisses me softly.

"Then who's is it?" I ask not being able to connect the dots.

"don't hate me please?" he begs and I kiss him again filling the sparks that make my heart jump and I can tell he knows even though we just meet that I don't think I ever could. "It's Connor's."