Hey you, It's me.

Chapter 9

I go through the months that followed in my mind; thinking about all our dates, about when he had to meet my parents, and how he was scared shitless at the very thought but how he ended up gaining both their approval. I thought about his aunt, and how she was the sweetest darling of a woman I'd ever met, and how I never met his uncle. I thought about how we visited his Gramma at her old age shelter, and how my heart melted and how butterflies erupted in my stomach when I saw the way Tyler was with her. I remember feeling that I could never love anyone more than I loved him at that moment, and I silently thanked the naked baby with wings who shot the arrow; at both of us. I thought about our silly fights and how easily we both got jealous and possessive of each other and how vicious he got when another guy so much as looked at me, let alone touch me in any way.

And most of all, I thought of our first time.

It was 4 months after we both lost our "I love you" virginity, and let me just say that he is an I love you slut, while I am an I love you prude. I am not even kidding when I say that the guy ends each sentence by telling me he loves me, while I tell him during special occasions; like after he met my parents, or after he punched Ashton Carter in the face for making a pass at me, or after a particularly hard meeting with his Gramma. But hey, He's charming, sweet, caring, kind and good looking. And he's mine, so I'm not one to complain.

We were on the phone late into the night one Friday, just talking about random stuff that popped into each other's minds. We talked about how sushi is a weird thing to pronounce, how Leonardo Dicaprio deserves an Oscar, how we should totally go camping with Emma and her boyfriend Logan, how chemistry was bullshitting us and just so on. There was not once an awkward silence, no weird comments and no offence taken for the insults we occasionally slung at each other. We flirted back and forth, and laughed at each other's perverted jokes.

I don't know what time exactly, but around 3 in the morning I made a total bitch move and slept off. That's right, while my boyfriend and I were having one of the most awesomest phone calls in the history of phone calls ever, my brain decided to just doze off.

I heard him say "Jamie, wake up babe." And that's when I realized that I'd dozed off and that the call was still in progress.

"Hmm?" I asked, without opening my eyes, since the sleep hadn't completely left me yet.

I felt a familiar hand slowly move up and down my arm, and I smiled and said "It feels like you're really here Ty."

"That's probably because I am, love." And his hand cups my cheek. Wait what? I open my eyes and find myself looking into two sapphire-colored ones that I'd grown to love in the past 6 months. "TYLER WHAT ARE YOU DO-"

"Shhhhh before you wake up the whole house!" he said, covering my mouth with his hand.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed at him while sitting up.

"We were talking and then you just sleep off. So I think to myself ' ahh the woman leaves me hanging, she needs to be taught a lesson ' and voila! Here I am."

I rolled my eyes at him. That was the thing about Ty, he couldn't stand being teased, even if it wasn't on purpose.

"But how'd you get in here?"

"Window. Which by the way is not locked? Why may I ask?"

"Ty." I protested.

"Okay, just promise me you will from now on."

"I Promise."

"So Jay, those are some real short shorts." He said, looking down at my exposed legs with lust in his eyes.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't really go to bed with wool covering my body from head to toe." I replied sarcastically, while looking him up and down as well. He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue shorts. His hair was messed up, and there were strands sticking out in different directions. He looked perfect.

We looked at each other, and there was lust mirroring our faces.

"Oh I'm not disappointed at all." He said, and pushed me against the bed and got on top of me.

"Ty, I have morning breath." I said, while my whole body was alive at places where he was touching me. Our lips were barely a centimeter apart, and the distance was killing me. I wanted to kiss him, feel him, explore him. I wanted to run my hand down his hard chest. I wanted to tangle my hand in his hair, but none of this was possible since he was holding me back with my hands pressed to the bed on either side of me.

"I don't care. I love you, Jamie."

"I love you too Ty." I said, and I inched my face forward till our lips connected, closing the painful distance between us. I ran my tongue down his lower lip, and began biting it down. To my utter surprise, he pulled back with a grunt.

"Jay, if we do this now... I don't think I can stop." He said, eyeing me intently.

I understood what he meant, and didn't have to think for more than a second to say "That's okay Ty, I want this." I really did. I loved him, and I don't think there's a better reason to it.

"You better not change your mind Jay." He said, before he slammed his lips onto mine and kissed me with a fervor I didn't know he had. I responded with twice the intensity, locking my hands in his hair and pulling at them. He slid his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him and I realized he's holding back from putting down all his weight on me and crushing me.

I instantly turn, which caused him to lie on the bed with me straddling him. I didn't worry about hurting him and released my full body weight on him. I edged my hands lower till I reached the hem of his shirt and began pulling on it, until he got frustrated and took it off himself. He ripped my pajama top; causing a few buttons to fly apart and went to my shorts, which he removed in one swift movement. I rolled my hips a bit, causing him to get harder and he growled before taking his shorts off. He turned and dropped me in the bed, all the while kissing my lips, my neck, and after unhooking my bra, my breasts. We were both so turned on, so into the moment that we know there was no going back. He slid down my panties, and I his boxers. But as he was about to penetrate me, something clicked in his head and he said "Jay, we're not using protection."

"I'm on the pill jackass, ever since I started dating you my mom's been paranoid. Now shut up and finish what you started."

He laughed, placed himself at my entrance and thrust in one hard push. I screamed out in pleasure and pain, and he covered my mouth with his hands. He was growling himself, and I had to stop him from doing so by covering his mouth with my hands. Soon we were in sync, moving in a rhythm that bought all sorts of pleasure I didn't know existed till then.

And then we were tired, and he lied down beside me, kissing my bare shoulder, bringing me closer to him. "I love you so much Jamie."

"I love you more, Tyler." Oh and I did, I really did.