Bad

fourteen

// (unedited)
word count. 867

i nodded in agreement, almost too quickly if i look back at it. which earned a low chuckle from carl as he made sure the stove was off before walking up the stairs in the kitchen, expecting me to follow.

we walked down the hallway, making sure not to let debbie see me as i walked past her room and into carl's.

"let's start with head." carl suggests, falling back onto his bed, i get on the bed, sitting next to carl, who was laying down.

he sat up, picking me up by my waist and lying me down on the bed, his arms wrapping around my thighs, pulling my shorts down and kissing the sides of my thighs. moving to kiss on my underwear,!

"wait you mean you want me to-" i cough, i've never done it before, and i knew i was gonna be horrible at it.

"don't worry, i'll guide you." he reassures me.

are we sure ian is the only one who got the bi polar gene..

"okay."

i waited for him to take off his pants before realizing he wanted me to do it, "seriously?" i laugh, rolling my eyes, carl smiled at me, pulling his shorts down, "the boxers are all yours."

i lick my lips, pulling them down, i hold him in my hand, really nervous for this whole thing, being this vulnerable.

"just use a hand and your mouth." he tells me, dropping his head back against the pillow on the bed.

i start to move my hand but he stops me. "did i do something wrong?" i ask, backing up.

"no it's not that just like, spit on it first."

could there be anything more degrading than this?

"so next lesson, sex."

i gulped at the short word, not realizing i could be losing my virginity today, i thought i was ready when i was in the moment with brandon but now that it's an official thing that is probably going to happen in the next couple of minutes, my anxiety just came rushing to the surface.

"let me show you what i can do first.." he suggests in a seductive town, grabbing me by the dips in my hips over to his bed, laying you on your back as he hovered me, keeping himself up by resting his arms on the mattress.

he leaned in, our lips not touching but brushing up against my cheek, his body pressed up against me.

"carl." i press my hands against his chests and pushed him up off of me.

"yes?" he groans, sitting up. i frown, "carl i don't think i'm ready."

"so you aren't turned on by me?"

"what? no. i mean, yeah but-" i couldn't say what i wanted to but carl just laughed at me,

"it's okay. i get it."

i heard debbie's voice in the hallway, looking over his bunk bed to see if the door was open, if debbie caught me with carl i don't have any idea what i would say.

"relax, i don't think she'd care."

"are you kidding?" i scoff, rolling over on the bed, trying to get away from
him but end up falling on the ground.

i hear him laugh as i groan, standing up, but as soon as i did i hear debbie call my name, i stood up and put my clothes on, rushing out of the door.

"noah?" debbie starts, "what're you doing in my brothers room?" she looked past me into the vacant room.

i stammer for a few seconds before actually coming up with words.

"i was looking for liam."

"oh well he's downstairs."

"oh alright, um so what do you want to do today?" as soon as i asked she grabbed my hand and practically dragged me down all the steps and outside.

we got into fiona's new car and drove off.

"debbie are we even supposed to be in here, did you ask Fiona?"

she groaned "youre so funnnnnn." she says obviously sarcastically, making a sharp turn into a dark ally.

she parked and locked the doors from her side, "debbie what's going on?" why the hell would she be locking me in the car?

"why are you always lying to me?" she screamed at me. i moved back in my seat as an instinct, without knowing what she was talking about.

"debbie what?"

"you and carl ring a bell?!"

i took a deep breath, how could i be so stupid? i'm not that slick! i can't believe i thought she actually didn't know.

"what about us..?" not knowing for sure what she was talking about, not wanting to further the damage.

"that you guys are dating!"

huh? i furrow my eyebrows and laugh, "but debbie.. we literally aren't."

"but i saw you guys."

"we're not dating." i tell her sternly, this conversation actually starting to hurt my feelings.

she rolled her eyes and scoffed, assuming that i was just lying to cover my own ass. "debbie we aren't, he just said he wanted to teach me stuff."

"i don't even wanna know, do i?" she asks, slamming her head backwards against the seat.

"probably not."

"so you guys aren't dating?"

"no!"

"okay."