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When we arrived home John brought me upstairs and lay me down on his bed. I didn't want to sleep in my own bed. Not after what happened with Paul. I just couldn't.

"What happened, with you and Paul." he asked. I flinched at hearing his name. John saw that and replied quickly. "You don't have to tell me now. Tell me when you're ready."

"No, no I want to tell you." I replied quickly.
"So he, he wen't out to drink but he didn't came back. I was worried so I waited for him. But when he got back he ignored me, so I got mad cuz that wasn't the first time he was being a total knucklehead that day, and I had enough of it. But he had too much to drink and got mad. One thing let to another and he hit me." I explained while thinking back at what happend.

John nodded caringly and tucked me in. He wanted to leave the room, but I stopped him.
"John, can you lay with me. Please, I don't want to be alone." I asked him quietly.

"Of course." He said and walked to the bed to lay down next to me. I snuggled myself against him while I looked up. God he was gorgeous. Suddenly he put his lips on mine. And I kissed back. It felt fantastic, as if I was waiting for this my entire life.

I felt John growing against me, and started kissing him roughly when he suddenly stopped.
"Fred, as much I want this to happen. I can't, I don't want you do something you'll regret later. " he said. "Are you sure you want, this to happen."

"I do John, I wanted you since the first time I saw you after I woke up. I just didn't knew it until five seconds ago." I replied while kissing him again. He turned me around and started kissing my neck.

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