Karev Baby? Again?

Chapter 1

16 year old Katie Karev was at yet another highschool party. She had promised herself not to get drunk. Her parents were absolute psychopaths and would definitely find out. She was hanging out by the couch with her bestfriend, Sierra Robbins. I think you can guess her parents. ;)

Katie's POV

I turned around as a hand touched her shoulder. It was Chris Smith, a junior from her school. Totally hot. 100% sweet. She definitely had a crush on him. He tucked my hair behind my ear. "You look so beautiful." He said. He was so drunk, but so hot.

I stood up as he grabbed my hand and drug me to an empty bedroom in the house. "What are you doing, Chris?" I asked, following.

"Shh.." He said, putting his finger on my lips. He sat down with me and leaned towards my face. Was he actually about to kiss me?

He pressed his lips on mine as he put his hands on my waist. Was this actually happening? I, of course, kissed back, wrapping my hands around his neck.

His kisses began moving to my jawline and neck. I moaned, running my fingers through his hair.  "Mmm.. Chris. You have to stop." I said. I was still a virgin. And if my parents found out about this, I was dead.

"Shhh, it's okay, baby." He whispered, pulling my shirt over my head. I didn't stop him, it was Chris Smith, for God's sake!

His kisses trailed down my body and he unsnapped my jean shorts. I moaned louder as he stuck two fingers inside of me. He tried keeping me quiet by kissing me. What was I doing??

Minutes later, I was laying my head on his chest, holding his hand. "I-I should go. My parents are going to yell if I don't get home soon."

Chris kissed my head. "Call me." He said, squeezing my hand. I nodded.

I quickly changed back into my clothes and drove home, only to find my mother standing in the kitchen with her arms crossed. It was 1am. She was not happy. "Katelyn Brooke Karev, where the hell have you been??"

"I just lost track of time. I'm so sorry. It won't happen again." I can't promise anything. That was really good.

Jo sighed. "Just get to bed. We'll talk in the morning." She said, pointing towards my room. I obeyed and changed into an old t-shirt and athletic shorts. I was out in minutes.