Soulmates

Homecoming pt.1

(Jordan's POV)

I text Chelsea and Aurora when Cole and I are leaving, hopefully we can get there on time. Today has been kind of shit so far. I know it was dumb of me to order a dress that arrives the day of but I couldn't resist. And Cole bought it for me, he insisted that he buy my dress despite my protests. So you know I had to make his pockets hurt!

Cole is sitting back on my bed as I pace back and forth. "It was supposed to deliver at 10 AM, what if it doesn't deliver until 10 PM?" I ask him, the panic clear in my voice. "No one even delivers that late," He says calmly. "Well I don't know, I ordered this dress from a Russian company that does their own delivery. What if I read the time wrong and it never delivers?!" 

He takes off his tux jacket and sets it beside him. "Then screw the dance. We can have fun here." I look up at him in disgust. "Real smooth," I retort. He jumps off the bed and grabs my hand. "I didn't mean it like that... I meant whatever happens, you'll still look beautiful and I'll still be here with you. We don't have to go to the dance if you don't want to." I pat his hand reassuringly to let him know I'm fine. I drop his hand and grab one of my pillows to scream into. He sighs and sits back down on the bed. 

It's now 8:00, the only problem being that the dance starts at 8:00. When I see the time I defeatedly plop down on the bed. "I give up. They're never coming," I pout and Cole pulls me so that I'm sitting in between his legs. "Why can't you just wear another dress?" he asks and I groan. 

"I only have 2 dresses appropriate for homecoming and I've worn them both to the last 2 homecomings." Cole raises his eyebrow and asks, "What makes a dress homecoming appropriate?" placing air quotes around 'appropriate'. 

"It has to have a balance of elegance and skankiness. Too skanky and you look desperate and bad, too elegant and you look like a prude or a nerd." It takes him a second but he nods his head in agreement and I sigh again. 

"Like I said... you look beautiful in whatever you're wearing so if you really wanna go, I can help you pick a dress." I turn around to face him, basically sitting on his lap. "What do you know about dresses?" I giggle and he smirks, "I know they look good on you."

I fake puke, cringing at how cheesy that was. "Yea... that was a little too cheesy wasn't it?" I laugh and nod my head as I put my arms around his neck. Our faces get closer and closer together and our noses touch. He leans in but I lean back, teasing him a little.

"Come here" he orders and I obey. Our lips collide and we kiss passionately and wildly. He plants small kisses on my neck and slides down the wall. I move so that I'm straddling his legs and feel him hiss under me. 

We continue making out and I feel him get hard underneath me. "Was this the fun you were talking about?" I whisper and he laughs softly. 

Suddenly the door opens and I hop off of him. "Dad?" I ask in shock and extremely embarrassed. 

"...A package came for you"

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I'm so dead. Not them getting caught hahahahha!

Part 2 is in Anthony's POV!

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