The Bad Boy and the British Girl

The Red Hed and The Bad Boy

Elizabeth Baker's POV:

"Hey the action is starting!" Charlie calls from staring out of my window, Zach has stupidly left his curtains open and Charlie couldn't be more intrigued.

"You've just had sex with the boy of your dreams, now you want to watch my neighbour have sex too?" I ask as I look at her from my seat on the bed.

"I don't want to watch him have sex! I just want to see if he's actually going to have sex" she gazes through the window in wonder.

"Jesus, it's like watching live porn. You're a pervert that's what you are." I throw a pillow at her head to snap her attention back from the window.

"I am not a pervert!" She throws the pillow back.

"Okay then stop looking! And anyway Charlie, it's been over 35 minutes, they've definitely done it at least once by now." I state as I roll onto my bed, staring towards the ceiling in disgust at Charlie's inexcusable behaviour.

"HE'S GOT A TOWEL ON AND SHE'S COMPLETELY NAKED!" Charlie screams, deafening my ears.

"Who, who, who? Who is the girl?" I ask, already knowing the answer of it being Jessica Mayne.

"Jessica Mayne! Oh my god, they are pulling each other onto the bed, oh my god Liz she is completely naked OH MY GOD!" Shes yelling out of pure excitement of peering into their privacy. I trot up behind her, and take one look through the window to find the picture that had been described to me, although instead of Zach looking at Jessica, he's just looked at Charlie. And then me.

"Shit." I frown at him and mouth sorry before I yank the curtains shut and scold Charlie brutally.

"Just to confirm my theory, that's definitely their second round, they're both wet from the shower. Speaking of a shower you should go and have one you sexual deviant!" I say before hauling her into my bathroom and chucking pyjamas at her and shutting the door. I hear the water begin spraying down, so I head over to the light switch whilst picking up my own pyjamas and go to my bed to snug down. My little lamp by led is switched on when Charlie enters, towel drying her blonde hair and giving me a side eye look.

"Hey why are you looking at me like that?" I say in a jokey teacher voice.

"You called me a sexual deviant." She mumbles as she sighs at flops onto my bed next to me, snuggling herself down into the covers to. We both turn on our sides to face one another.

"You know I didn't mean it right?" I reassure her. She returns a light nod.

"Am I a slut?" She mumbles her eyes reddening slightly.

"What? No! What made you think that?!" I sit upright in bed and she follows suit.

"I just, we...I had sex with him when I'm not even dating him Liz! I lost my virginity!" She begins to let tears drop from her eyes.

"Do you regret it?" I grab her hand and squeeze it.

"No! That's the worst part! But what if he tells someone and then it gets out that I'm some whore who sleeps around with guys she barely knows!" She sobs a little harder and I shuffle closer.

"He won't tell anyone, and you don't barely know him! Maybe this whole thing hasn't been going on for as long as you would have liked it too, but you've known him as long as your brother and I mean he's known him since they were 5! Come on, 11 years is a long time to know someone! Longer than you've known me! And he's had a crush on you from the moment he set eyes on you I'm sure! Even then, it doesn't matter because you wouldn't be a slut, or a whore who sleeps around. You have had sex once, you lost your virginity to someone who clearly cares about you, someone who clearly really likes you and wouldn't want to hurt you! Charlie you aren't a slut and you never will be okay!" I hug her tightly as she lets her tears out into my shoulder. I feel every ounce of pain she's feeling now, worry and fear of the worse and it's shattering me to see the person I consider a sister to be hurt like this.