Miss Atomic Bomb | a.i

•19•

The lights planted on the sides of the neighborhood sidewalk were dim, but still turned on as it started to get late now. Rae and I had still been walking and it was about 8:30pm by the time we reached my driveway.

The girl had convinced me to take her to my house. She was excited, nervous at first and telling me her theories as if my mother wouldn't like her, blah, blah, blah. I assured her over and over that it couldn't be true. It was her idea in the first place anyways, that is.

My mother could probably never hate anyone. She was one of the nose lovable people I had ever known. She probably would like Rae more then her own son. She surely loved Cal as far as I know, fluffing his hair when she was about to leave us alone and pinching his cheek whenever he had a crush and told her about it. It was cute, but it wasn't cute to me when it came to Rae.

"Do you have siblings?" Rae asked, her left arm was wrapped around my waist as we walked and mind was around hers. It was something a couple would do, but I liked it that way. The more intimate we were, the more happy I was.

"No, but my mom treats Calum like he's her other son." Rae chuckles.

We never talked about Calum much, or my mom. But once in a while I would tell her how he secretly drools over Harley and doesn't tell anybody.

I reached up for the door knob as we reached the front door, my palms sweating like crazy. I was scared about everything, about my moms reaction, about the way my room looked. I didn't remember picking up my dirty clothes or putting they nerdy comics back under my bed.

"I apologize in advance, she's a bit of a nut." Rae rolls her eyes as if telling me to open the door already, so I did. The screen door was closed but the door was wide open. I could smell the pasta from outside, and I'm sure Rae could too.

"I'm home!" I called out, trying not to shake.

"Honey! Hey I'm making pasta, come in the kitchen."

I grabbed Rae's hand in mine, walking toward the kitchen area as I felt her hands get warmer and warmer from her nerves I'm guessing. I didn't understand why she was so worried, it wasn't like she has to make a good impression anyway, we were just friends. I wish we were more, but I thought that if she wanted to be with me, then she would've told me by now.

"Stop sweating, Cullens." I smile at her and stop in the kitchen. My mom didn't even notice us as her face was toward the pot on the stove.

"Ashton, sweetie, how was your day-" she stops mid sentence as she turns around. I squinted my eyes as I waited for the impact, and I was right about what happened next.

My mothers cheeks burned with a light red color, intertwining her hands and putting them under her head as she smiled at me. It looked as if she was ready to cry, to burst out embarrassing words.

"Uhm, Mom, this is Rae, Rae, this is my m-"

"You can call me Anne." My moms shaky voice comes in contact and Rae doesn't hesitate to smile. My mother sticks her hand out, Rae mirroring her actions. My mom shakes her hand way to hard from what it looked like, and I almost wanted to tell her to stop, but I didn't.

"You have a lovely home, Anne." I didn't realize my hand was hooked with Rae's free hand until my mother looked down at it and gasped. My cheeks blush as I let go of it.

"Why thank you, Rae." My mothers eyes tear up and I take that as a sign to break it up.

"So, we'll be upstairs, call me if you need me mom." I walk away, Rae following behind me but my mom calls out at the last minute,

"Rae, honey, will you be staying for dinner!" My mom yells. I was about to mumble no but Rae's hand capture my mouth and replies instead,

"Yes, thank you Anne!" Rae smirks at me, pulling me up the stairs as if she was the one leading the way. As we reached the top of the stairs, Rae's hand drops from mine and let's me walk in front of her. We both stumble into my room eventually and I was terrified of the sight.

I was right, I hasn't put my comic books back. I was also right about dirty clothes being everywhere. I rushed in before Rae could, taking my dirty underwear in my hands and covering it with a dirty towel left on my floor. I threw them into the basket in the corner of the room, praying that she hadn't seen them.

"It's honestly just how I imagined it." Rae smiled, not stepping into my room but remaining at the threshold of the door. I kicked the stack of comic books under my bed as she stared at my embarrassing posters, not caring if they were all over the floor under my bed now.

"Oh, really?" I picked up the last article of clothing on the floor and slammed it into the hamper. It was still messy, but at least the room didn't smell like dirty socks anymore as I stuffed them to the bottom of the basket.

"Indeed I did." She walks in, closing the door behind her. It looked like she was about to lock it, and for a second she stared at the door knob, her fingers fiddling with the small push in lock. My eyes widened as she pushed it in, turning around to look at me.

"What are you doing?" My voice comes out as a squeal and Rae giggles at my immature reaction.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Her smirk doesn't cease to rise.

Her steps get closer and closer as I swallow the lump in my throat. The pit of the back of my legs were resting against my large queen sized bed as Rae takes her last step forward. There was no more room for her to walk.

"Are you sure you don't know?" I gulp at the sight of her lustful eyes on mine. Her hands run up and down the base of my arms as she did earlier, but instead of a soothing and relaxing way, it was obviously more of a sexual way.

"Maybe I do." She grabs my wrists and leans me back, my ass falling on the the bed as both Rae's legs straddle mine.

Oh no.

I felt something in my jeans and I was aggressively trying to shake it off as Rae's crotch was only an inch from mine. She didn't touch my crotch but was about to as her movements forced me to lay flat on the bed.

Rae leans down in the sexiest way, arching her back roughly as she whispers in my ear,

"Or maybe I do know what I'm doing."

And that was all I heard before her lips attacked my neck.

-

Oh Jesus this is short but the next chapter will be long. I have plans my friends.

goodness Rae is a lil slut.

Vote and comment. :-)

Hannah

-