I couldn't believe how incredibly shocked I was when he said what he said. We had had a few classes together last year and said a few words to each other, but I didn't know him well enough back then to have guessed something like that. We never really talked this year until he and the rest of the guys from the other end of the county would huddle around my locker between classes. But, living in a town like this, everybody was fucking everybody and that's where the shock came from.
"Seriously?" I asked, my face contorted from the shock and confusion. He simply nodded slowly, swallowing a lump in his throat as he stared blankly at me with the redness in his face darkening. I followed his line of sight and he was completely captivated by my high beams. I didn't realize it was that chilly actually. I quickly crossed my arms over my chest to cover my boobs. I didn't want him to be distracted because I wanted answers. I wasn't angry. I was truly curious and fascinated. My fascination slowly began to turn me on and the lust was driving me insane once again.
"But you've been in relationships. Like really long relationships," I said, desperate to learn more. "Yeah, but nothing that really stuck or was worth hanging onto," he said with a shrug. "So you're waiting for marriage?" I asked, raising my eyebrow and stepping closer to him again. He grinned and dropped his head. "No. I'm just stupid with a big heart and I let guilt and regret eat me alive. That's always just been a touchy subject and I don't want to just walk around sticking my dick in anything with a pulse." He had a point there. Welch had it's fair share of beauty queens, both young and old, that had the potential to be the perfect wife, but it also had it's fair share of skanks that would surely land you in the walk-in clinic to get an antibiotic shot in your ass.
It was all making sense now. He was mostly quiet since we'd been going to school together. He would keep to himself, only ever speaking to his close friends or when he wanted to crack a few jokes. Whenever he was dating someone, they weren't open to the public about it and you never saw them showing any public displays of affection. I was coming to the conclusion that he didn't want to fuck someone that he wished he hadn't and I could understand that. Some people didn't care who they laid down with. I could say the same for myself considering my track record, but the difference between me and other people was that I didn't want a baby or an STD. I could never understand why people thought a baby was much worse than a disease, but I worried about my physical health. I didn't want to end up on my death bed one day because I slept with the wrong people and made some bad decisions. No glove. No love.
"Does this change things?" he asked, looking up at me with the most adorable puppy dog eyes that I'd ever seen. I smiled, my heart racing again from the excitement. "Not at all. I can respect that," I took a step toward him, climbing onto his lap again. I slowly moved my hands up his chest, to his neck, and finally rested my hand on his cheek, pulling him in for another deep kiss. "But we can still have fun," I added. He placed both of his hands on my hips firmly, pressing me against the lump in his pants that started to grow all over again and in an instant, his lips were back on my neck, attacking me with an electrifying hunger that he couldn't wait to satisfy....."I don't know what I'm supposed to do with a virgin. I've never been the one to navigate things," I said in shock. We were skipping as usual. I felt like this time could be justified because I had just been blindsided a few nights ago. I sat in the windowsill while Brina and Ashe paced the floors of the fourth floor bathroom. No one ever came up here anyway. The fourth floor had always been a complete dead zone during our time at Mount View. The only people that ever had classes up here were the seniors and half of them barely came to school.
The two of them remained silent, processing all of the information I had just given them. The suspense was killing me and I was dying for an answer. "Say something!" I snapped. Ashe pulled her eyes away from her feet, still looking puzzled and finally looked up at me. 'Well?" I urged. Virgins were uncharted territory for me. I was experienced for the most part and I hadn't slept with a virgin since I lost my own virginity. I was pretty shook , but strangely enticed.
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Malice
Teen FictionAngel Dawson hates being told what to do. Tell her one thing and she'll do the other. She's a girl that knows what she wants. walks to the beat of her own drum, and doesn't care about who suffers along the way. She lives for being sadistic and self...