dirty little secret [dark l.p]

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Emily's POV

When I wake up, my music is still playing, but only my right earbud is in. My left one must have fallen out while I was sleeping.

I look over, too see my mom still driving.

"Where are we?" I ask, fixing myself in the seat, and turning off the music.

"About ten minutes away from home," She says. Yeah, you're home, not mine.

"Okay," I say, checking my phone while I wait for the ten minute ride to be over. I have a new text message from Liam, making me smiling.

I'm good, but it would be better if you were here

I frown, suddenly feeling guilty.

I'm so sorry Liam :( Call me tonight, Okay?

I send the text message, before locking my phone and sighing.

"So tomorrow night I was thinking we could all go out for a nice dinner," My mom suddenly says.

"Who does 'we' include?" I ask, raising my eyebrows.

"You, Jake, Me and Kevin," She says. Kevin is her guy friend, and I just can't wait too meet him..

"Jake?" I ask, slightly frowning. He was nice, but too controlling and I didn't like him.

"Yes," My mother says, and I don't bother to argue with her.

"Here we are," She says, pulling into the driveway of my old house. Wow, the memories..

"You're room is still there, so make your way up there and change," She says, closing the car door. I follow her actions, soon following her into the house. It looks the same for the most part, so I take my familiar path up too my room.

On my way there, I pass by many photos of when I was younger. Not one single picture of my father anywhere. I'm starting to wonder if I even remember what he looked like..

I shake my head, trying to push the thought away.

When I reach my old room, I grab the golden door handle, hesitating at first.

When I open the door, my old room is revealed. It's wiped out clean, and only some of my belongings are here. Like a couple of books on the shelves in the corner, and my old bed set that's a pale pink with some white. I set my purse down on the bed, making the plush comforter sink a little bit. I pace around the room, remembering so many things. Right here on this bed, Jake tried to have sex with me, but I denied.

I let that thought go, and looked over at the blank white walls that used to have tons of picture frames on them.

I sigh, deciding on taking a nice, warm shower to clear old thoughts. I still needed to shower, considering of how bad I smelled.

I went into the bathroom, remembering where everything was exactly. I turned the knob to the left, signaling the warm water on. I stripped my old clothes off, rising them in the trash. I didn't want those clothes on my body, ever again. I let my hair loose out of it's pony tail, before stepping into the steamy shower.

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I got dressed in simply some of my old black Nike athletic shorts, a Michigan State sweatshirt, and a pair of Nike Elite socks. The perfect comfy outfit, for me at least.

I made my way down the stairs, heading into the living room, where I found my mom and no other than Jake and his parents.

"Oh my god, Emily," Jake said, standing up and brushing his khakis off. He fixes his red collared shirt, before striding over from the couch.

"I heard what happened, and I hope you recover quickly," Jake immediately takes me into a hug. I hug him back lightly, as he hides his face in my slightly wet hair.

"Thanks," I reply. "It's nice to see you," I say, smiling a little. He nods, smiling back, his blue eyes looking into mine.

"Emily, you should've dressed a little better," My mother says from across the room, making me mentally curse her out.

"I wasn't planning on going anywhere, and frankly, I don't care," I stated, and Jake laughs. My mother doesn't seemed to be amused.

"Someone has gotten a tad feisty," Jake says, laughing still. "You look ravishing," He adds, and I genuinely smile at him.

My phone vibrates in my hand, making my look at it. Liam's name lights up across the screen.

"I have to take this," I say, and Jake nods. I go back upstairs and into my room, before sliding the answer button.

"Babe," Liam says, in a regaining voice. I feel goosebumps starting to form, as I lightly smile.

"You sound a lot better," I say.

"I feel great. I can now walk with crutches, and sit up in this pathetic excuse of a bed," Liam states, quite proud until the end.

I laugh, maybe a little too loud, but I don't care.

My room goes silent, until Liam speaks up.

"I miss you," He says. At first I think he is being sweet and romantic, but before I can think twice, he says, "And you're boobs,"

"Liam!" I squeal, giggling lightly, as I lay back in my bed. I hear a slight groan coming from the other end, making my giggling stop.

"Why did you stop?" Liam asks.

"What? Giggling? Because I heard you moaning," I say, hushing my voice a little.

"You're making me entirely hard right now Emily," Liam's voice is husky, and low.

"Liam what are you-" I try to ask, but he speaks up.

"Emily, touch yourself," Liam demands, and I gasp.

"W-What?" I ask, sitting up a little. My heart is racing. He really wants me to masturbate?

"Touch yourself," He demands again.

"I-I don't know how," I get quiet, and I look down at my pants and shirt.

"I will guide you, please baby, I need you," Liam is breathing heavily now, and I'm starting to wonder what he's doing. I gulp, getting up quickly and locking my bedroom door.

"Okay," I say, feeling my insides churn.

"Take off your clothes," He begs, and I do so. I place my pants, shirt, socks and basically everything else, gently on the floor.

I sit back on my bed, glancing down at my naked body.

"Liam," I say, starting too feel a little tingly.

"Ready babe?" He asks, and I make a desperate sound at the end in reply.

"Take your hand, and gently move it down there baby," He soothes me.

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don't worry you horny little bitches, I will finish this dirty scene in the next chapter. this was just a filler chapter, since I haven't updated in a while.