At three, Blake and I go over to my place.
The band isn't here, I have no idea where they went. I shouldn't worry, should I? They're grown ups. They can care for themselves..
"How long have you been waiting for me to get off?" Blake says undoing his shirt.
"Every since you started the job." I say kissing the corner of his mouth.
"Oh, really?" He gently lays me on the bed, and begins kissing my neck, leaving little love bites along the way.
"Yes, really." I say, trying not to let the moan escape my mouth.
He removes my shirt and begins kissing my stomach. His lips feel good against my skin, but I'm not sure if I'm ready yet.
I push the thought to the back of my mind as he nibbles at my earlobe. I smile, and let out a small moan.
"That's music to my ears." He kisses my lips once more and begins undoing my shorts buckle.
I push him off.
"Blake..I'm not ready.." I sit up on the edge of my bed and sigh.
"Not ready? Madi, we've been dating for seven years. And every time we're in the mood, you say you're not ready." Blake says, stating a fact.
"Yes, I know, but-"
"But what? I'm not Michael? I'm not in a band? Madison, until you know who or what you want, we're done. I can't keep doing this." He grabs his shirt and starts to leave.
Following him, I say, "Can't keep doing what? Being rejected because I'm not ready? Blake, I love you, I really do. But, I don't think having sex with you will prove it."
He turns around on the stairwell and says, "But it did with Michael, didn't it." That's why he hates him!
"Blake, do you hate Michael because 'we had sex'?" I ask.
"Whatever made you think of that? Madi, you promised me you'd never cheat. Then you sleep with him in year eleven, and God only knows how many other times you've cheated with him." Blake says, frustrated.
"Blake...Michael and I never did any of the things we said except kiss in year eight. I never slept with him." I confess.
"Then don't act like you did." He storms through the house, and out. I follow behind to be welcomed by my favoritest people ever.
"Uhm..Clearly we interrupted something," Calum says mocking what I had said earlier today.
"No, we just finished what you would've interrupted if I hadn't have stopped it. Come in," I open the door wider and walk to my room.
I put my tank top back on, and fasten my shorts back.
I walk down to the boys once again, and grab a bottle of water.
"Madi, are you okay?" Ashton says standing beside me in the kitchen.
"Perfectly fine." I say entering the living area and sitting on the sofa.
"Talk to me," Michael says shutting off the television set.
"There's nothing to say." I take a drink of my water.
"Madi, what's wrong? Why was he mad, and why were you half naked? Well, don't answer that part because I really don't want to know."
"Michael, I'm fine." I force a smile.
"That's a fake smile. Tell me the truth, Maynard."
"Fine," I say giving in, "He got angry because I wasn't ready to have sex with him."
"Again?"
"Yes, again. He hates you because he thought we really had sex together, I told him it was a lie. He told me to stop acting like I did. It was all good for the moment, but..I just don't want to have sex with him yet, that's all."
"Madi, have you had sex before?"
"Yes, Mikey, I have." Once again, lie.
"Then, stop acting like you haven't and just give it to him."
"Michael, it isn't that easy." I say laying across the sofa, my head resting in his lap.
"Yes it is. I've done it before."
"That's because Alisha was a virgin. She needed guidence."
"Yeah, I was too. I didn't know what I was doing. I just did it. It was weird. But, after a while, I liked it." Michael smiles as the thought of sleeping with his ex, Alisha, crosses his mind.
"I'm sure you did. There's a difference between a girls view on sex, and a guys view on sex..Wait, why am I even telling you?"
"Because, we're best friends." His lips part into a smile, and the twinkle that I've been needing returns.
"I just don't think I want to have sex with Blake. He broke up with me until I know who or what I want." I say mocking him.
"Well, who do you want?" Michael asks looking straight into my eyes.
"I can't tell you. Because if I did, you wouldn't believe me." I bite the inside of my lip.
I want to kiss him again. I want his lips on mine again. I want him.
