This Means War

Chapter 19 ~ I Really Need To Go On More Runs

Cade picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him while we kissed. We got to the edge of the stairs and he put me down and he pinned me against the wall. He pulled away for a second while I kissed his neck.

"You really love me?" I looked at him, and it was like everything paused for just us. I looked into his blue eyes and I just kissed him and grabbed his face.

"More than you know." He smiled at me, and I smiled back. I took his wrist and led him upstairs to my room. We both walked in and I closed and locked the door. He stood at the foot of the bed while I turned around from facing the door to look at him. He was smirking still and I was too. He took off his shoes really quickly and I slowly stalked to him and then I pushed him onto the bed.

I was on top of him kissing him, then he reached for the strap of my dress, and I pulled away. I got up and walked away from the bed.

"I'm sorry, did I do something wrong? Do you not want to do this?" I wasn't facing him, but I turned my head around to look at his panicked face and I just laughed lightly. The only thing that wasn't still on from prom was my make-up. I un-did my hair, and then touched the strap of my dress; but, before I pulled it down, I turned my head back to him. Then I pulled the strap down, then I turned to him and let the dress fall.

I couldn't even describe the look on his face. I smiled and as I walked back to the bed I started talking. "I didn't know this was gonna happen. Sorry for the granny panties." He grabbed for me, hungrily.

"Shut up and kiss me." I laughed and did what he told me to do. Then he proceeded to get undressed while on the bed. When he took off his shirt, I started kissing him all over. Then I took off his belt and within 2.5 seconds he was just as bare as I was.

We were kissing each other everywhere, mouths neglecting no part, then I finally went into my bedside drawer and pulled out a square plastic wrapper. He looked up at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" I asked. He shook his head with a knowing smirk.

"Nothing. It's just. . . you must do this a lot." He had a smile on his face, but I knew he was asking a question more than making a joking statement. I got off of on top of him, and I crossed my legs and moved as close to him as I could.

"I have been saving these since tenth grade, health. Don't worry, they aren't expired. . . I checked a couple weeks ago." We both laughed, I looked down a little and my hair fell in my face, "I've never— y'know." I looked at him and he just kissed me.

"I know." He kissed me again. "Don't worry," another kiss, "I have you. I'm here." Another kiss. "I'll always be here."

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I woke up in Cade's arms, neither one of us wearing clothes. It was a feeling that I loved more than I ever thought I might. I was able to peel him off of me without waking him. I walked to my dresser and put on a sports bra, underwear and shorts. I decided to go on a run.

I ran toward the park, and when I got there, I saw Fitz. I decided to go talk to him, I mean his life was almost ruined last night, I had to know how he was feeling.

"Hey, you." I said as I sat next him. He ignored me. "Fitz. . . hello?" He finally turned to me.

"Why didn't you let them do it?"

"What?"

"Why did you have to ruin it?"

"What are you talking about? I saved you from social suicide!"

"Being gay is social suicide? That's a little homophobic don't you think?"

"You know all I've ever wanted in life was a Gay-Best-Friend. Don't turn this around and make me the bad guy! And I thought you were bi, not gay. Sounds like someone's confused."