I saw it all happen right in front of my own eyes. How they called the label, how they started practicing here at Pete's place. I always loved to watch, it was a dream coming true for me. One of my favourite bands had gotten back together and I never had thought it was possible. It was unreal to see it happen and even crazier that I was kind of involved in it. And that song, I had been stuck in my head since Pete had played it for the first time.
The guys were just leaving, they all high-fived me and then Pete closed the door behind them. I let myself fall down on the sofa and he sat next to me. "Can I ask you something?" I asked slowly. He locked my eyes and nodded. "Of course." I blinked several times and took a deep breath. "What did you say to Michael when he showed up here?" He smiled. "I told him to fuck off as soon as he told me who he was. I really had to hold back to not punch him in the face. He obviously wanted you back and I couldn't stand the thought of that, I told him he's not worthy of having you." My heart started beating faster. "Why?" I asked dumbly. I was completely amazed by the fact that it was all true. "Because it's true" he said.
"That sounds like you're jealous again, Wentz" I teased, a smirk playing around my lips. He chuckled. "I don't know, maybe I am jealous." He didn't look at me now and it sounded like he was talking to himself more than to me at this point but I watched his face and suddenly felt him taking my hand into his. That wasn't rare but right now, it kind of seemed like there was more to it.
He looked at me again, his eyes were staring deeply into mine, I couldn't help but lose myself in that dark brown chocolate. "Why would you be jealous?" I got out but my voice was just a hint. He smiled again. "Oh, so many reasons" he said. The hand that wasn't holding mine slowly came to the side of my face and he leaned in. His lips only touched mine for a second but then I leaned in closer to him and continued the kiss, trying not to lose contact. I felt him smile on my lips and he kept his hand against my cheek to press my lips onto his. He leaned in closer and I slowly let myself fall back, he put his hand on my back to move slowly and to make sure not to put any space between our lips. I was underneath him on the sofa now, I couldn't believe this was happening. My heartbeat was so fast and I could feel Pete's against my chest. His one hand was still on my back, the other one was running through my hair. I felt him bite my lip and and he smirked into the kiss so I moved my tongue towards his, playing around with it. I ran my fingers through his perfect hair, messing it up but he didn't mind. Even though he was going very slowly, he kissed me so passionately, as if he was trying to desperately prove something to me.
After a while, he pulled away and looked down at me, lying on my back all out of breath. I sat up and fixed my dress that had slid up a little. "I'll go to bed now" I announced, simply because I needed some time to think. I was so confused and stood up. "Let me tidy up the bedroom first, it's sort of a mess" Pete said quickly and followed me upstairs. "You don't need to." "There's clothes everywhere, you'll fall over them." While I was putting on my pajamas in the bathroom, colorful underwear with a short top, Pete put all the stuff into the closet. I walked back in when he closed the doors. "Goodnight" I said. I was still so confused, I didn't know how to look at him. "Goodnight" he replied without looking up but when he did, the look in his eyes made me even more nervous. He bit his lip. "You have to be kidding me" he mumbled, more to himself than to me and before I knew, his lips were on mine again and he kissed me softly. When he wanted to draw back, I placed my hand in the back of his neck almost automatically to keep his lips on mine. Since I had known him, I had never thought about how he'd treat a girl he liked but this was obviously him showing me that he liked me.
His hands came down on my hips and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He dragged me over to the bed so I was lying underneath him again. His lips moved down lower and kissed my neck, I felt him leaving marks and I sighed. The chemistry between us was crazy at this point, my hands were shaking and I pushed up his shirt. He took it off and threw it to the floor. I let my hands wander over his chest and the tattoo on his lower stomach, then we slowly turned around so I was on top of him. I ran my fingers through his hair and started kissing his neck. He wrapped his tattooed arms around me and turned us right back around. I opened his jeans and pulled them down, he threw them to the floor. His hands were all over me now and he pulled my top over my head, now playing with my underwear until he took my bra off me. I felt kind of exposed and I wanted to cover myself up but he took my hands and looked down at me, smiling. "You're not supposed to hide" he said softly and kissed me again, resting his forehead against mine.
Then suddenly, I felt him slide his hand into my panties and he slowly started teasing me with his fingers. I bit my lip but still let out a quiet moan that had been bursting to get out and ran my hand through his hair. His lips sucked on my neck as he was casually multitasking but driving me mad. I didn't know what to do or how to handle the pleasure and I couldn't stop myself from letting out little moans over and over again. I pulled down his boxers which he took as a sign to also get me out of my panties. Then he took my hands and put them down next to my head on the pillow. He pushed into me and I sighed with a smile. He kissed my lips, smiling into the kiss. "Tell me in case I hurt you" he said quietly and softly bit my lip. I nodded and wished he'd let go of my hands so I could touch him too. He pushed in over and over again, getting faster with every single thrust which eventually had me scream his name. Hearing him groan my name into my name quietly, my actual first name too, turned me on even more.
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Growing Up - Pete Wentz Fanfic
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