How it Began

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"Where's Hal?" FP's voice says from behind her, startling her.

"Math class." She tells him, her breath catching by being in his presence. "Why do you ask?"

"How much do you care about your class?"

"Not that much, why?" He takes her hand and gives her a knowing smirk.

Minutes later he has her back pressed up against the lockers in the girl's locker room, her legs locked around his waist.

"Don't stop." She murmurs, feeling her stomach tighten.

"I missed you, Al." He groans, leaning into to press kisses to her neck.

"I missed you too, fuck." She grips onto him tightly and bites his shoulder to keep quiet as she comes undone. His hips stutter against her and he catches her mouth in a kiss, groaning against her lips.

He sets her down once they've caught they're breath and she pulls her jeans up without a word. He sits down and winces. "You okay?" She questions.

"I'm fine, just probably wasn't the smartest decision to fuck you against a locker while my arm's busted."

"Well mom and dad are out of town so you can come over and fuck me in my bed instead." She sits down beside him on the bench and kisses him softly.

"I'll come over sometime after I get home, make sure Hal doesn't show up. Tell him you're busy or something."

"He's got a family thing tonight, anyway."

He gives her another kiss and stands up. "I'll see you later than." He smirks at her and walks out of the locker room, not wanting to get caught.

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There's a knock on the door and Alice is quick to answer it. She's greeted by FP on the other side of the door just like expected. "Hey, you."

"Hey." He leans forward and kisses her softly, smiling against her lips when she runs her fingers up through his hair.

"Let's go to my room." She suggests, locking the front door and walking to her room, FP close behind.

He closes the door behind them and sits down on her bed, pulling her onto his lap to straddle him. She brushes her hand across his cheek and he gives her a sad smile. "I'm sorry that I hurt you."

"I'm sorry I was such a prick to you."

"You had all the right to be. You still do."

"No, I don't. You did what you thought was best, I was just mad because I didn't want to lose you. You're the best part of my life." She turns away as a tear slips down her cheek. "Hey, don't cry." He chuckles, wiping away her tear.

"I just... nevermind. We're here now, that's what matters." She takes his face in her hands and kisses him slowly, pulling at his t-shirt. He pulls away from her lips long enough to pull it over his head and returns the favour.

He glues his lips back to hers after her shirt is gone and he unclips her bra, letting the garment fall to floor as she lays down, pulling him with her.

His hands run up and down her sides and when he pulls away from her lips long enough to look at her he wishes he hadn't.

She's got small hickies along the tops of her breasts and he just knows they're courtesy of Hal. It tears him apart inside.

"You break my heart baby." He tells her and she nods sadly.

"I'm sorry." Is all she can manage to say. But it covers more than just the hickies he sees, she's sorry for hurting him, for letting them fall apart, for breaking his heart and in turn breaking her own.

But she doesn't want to dwell on anything, she just wants him, wants to feel him, every part of him. She's missed him.

He seems to catch on even if she doesn't voice what she's thinking, and he kisses her. He kisses every inch of her body that he hasn't got to see or cherish in months.

She just tips her head back and revels in the feeling of his hands and lips all over her.

When all of their clothes are off and it's just them in all their unclothed glory she holds him to her as tight as can be. And when he finally moves within her the feeling overtakes her.

It's never like that with Hal, ever. But she doesn't think anything with Hal would ever be how it is with FP.

Hal kisses her soft and sweet, FP kisses her hard and hungry.

Hal holds her hand, FP hooks his arm around her, pulling her flush to his side.

Hal leaves hickies in places people won't see, FP leaves them everywhere, not caring if they're visible.

Hal is a gentle lover, he makes love to her and whispers sweet nothings into her ear. FP is passionate, they hold each other as tight as possible as they move as one, whispering "I love you" to one another as they go.

And at the end of the day she doesn't know which one she prefers.

Hal is the sweet Northside boy that every parent wants their daughter to be with, but FP is the bad boy from the Southside who stole her heart and won't let go.