Hello Summer.

Chapter 3

Going towards mysuit case, Ashley has packed a few dresses for me, She always did, it was something that right now, i was happy that she did. So i picked up a dress that Ashley considered her favorite. It was a black dress that simply looked like a coat, so close to my body and so short that it did not leave a ton to the imagination. Slipping into it and then some black converse, i couldn't help but to smirk at myself in the mirror, okay so the dress looked great on me. It actually made me look like i had a body. Pulling the clip out of my blonde hair, i let the curls fall against my back. I took the eye liner and began tracing my eye lids, the false lashes making my blue eyes really pop. i loved make up, i just hardly wore any, mostly because, all i did was study, so what would be the point in wearing make up? I don't need to look good to get Straight A's.

Getting to the loud club, Ashley simply put one foot out of the car and she was surrounded by People, amazed at how beautiful she was. Making her way inside she smirked when she looked back at me. I felt a carefree smile on my own lips, as we made out way to the bar, seeing the red headed bartender, Ashley flashed her I.D telling her our drink preferences. I told Ashley i wanted something fruity, since i have never drank before. Turning my head to the floor, i watched as people were grinding on one another, and it looked like fun. "Here Babes" Ashley spoke while handing me a drink.

After a few shots, and two Sex on the beaches, The music in the club seemed to finally catch our attention, and without hesitation, both of us stood up and made our way to the center of the floor. i couldn't help but smile and let out small giggles, as Ashley and i began grinding into one another. From the outside of our friendship, most would think we were lesbians, but Like Ashley, I was straight, we just enjoyed being free to do what we wanted. we were sweating and laughing, letting our bodies sway to the beats being played. As i closed my eyes, i felt hands grab my waist and tug backward slightly. This startled me, but with the alcohol intake, i just kept swaying to the beat. After a few songs,and my mind telling me it was Braxton that i was dancing with, my once closed blue eyes opened to see brown eyes peering into my soul. "Hello" He spoke while grabbing my left hand, and bringing it to his lips, "My name is Matteo." and with that he flashed a brilliantly white smile, making me feel frightened. Where was Ashley? Backing away i gave a small smile walking away from the dance floor. As I was making my way back to the bar, i noticed Ashley was talking to someone, his back to me. Feeling a bit frightened, i walked inbetween her and the mystery guy. "Ashley i need another drink." I spoke slowly to make sure i didnt stutter. "Needy?" That was when i felt warmth on my right arm, and turned to see those eyes that i dreamt about.

"Braxton?" i asked turning around to completely face him, His eyes looking down my body. What was that look he just gave me? Was he approving my clothes? Or was he enjoying me? I need a drink and pronto.

"I don't think you need anymore to drink" His voice sounded dark, I just cracked a smile and began laughing, "Listen here Batman, Ashley and i are enjoying ourselves, so how about you leave?" i speak back, taking a shot off the counter and downing it. Whose shot was that? Why didn't matter? All that mattered right now, was me showing Braxton, i was a woman and did not need him to tell me i couldn't have fun. But as i downed that shot, something clicked in his eyes, turning them a darker green color, and i felt my heart pick up. "Ashley, needy, we are leaving." and without a chance to argue, we were being pulled out of the busy establishment, and being put into a cab.

I was siting right next to Braxton, and ashley was in the front seat. I was afraid to look at Braxton, but something in my heart made me look up. "I can't believe you two, would go to a club, wearing next to nothing. When we get to the hotel, you need to go to your room." That was apparently funny to ashley who turned and shook her head, "I caught you fucking Lita in the bathroom, and sneaking out repeatdly, and you want to shame me and Lizzy for having some fun? You do realize that we are 22 right? And for your information, Lizzy and i arn't in the same room, so you can go fuck yourself asshole." Her words cut through the air, and the cab came to a stop. I would be proud of ashley standing up to her brother, except i was next to him, and the way he was breathing was making me feel like we really fucked up.

I jumped out of the back, and grabbed Ashley's arm. Forcing her to break her staredown. "Ill take her to her room Brax, im sorry." i spoke quickly, pulling on Ashley to follow me.

"No, Ashley, Go to your room, before i wake up mom and dad." Braxtons voice was direct, ashley just rolled her eyes and cussed as she flipped off Braxton. "Ill see you tomorrow Lizzy." she said while turning around and disspearing into the hotel. "Feeling my heart pick up, i knew he was closer to me than he was just moments ago. "Come on Needy, i'll help you to your room." He spoke, it sounded like he was worried? Concerned? Over me? That wasnt making sense. But i nodded, and began making my way to my room. We were standing by the front of elevator, waiting for it to open up. I felt my mind wondering, and my heart breaking. Ashley shouted that she saw Braxton having sex with other girls. He was popular in high school, but i just couldnt picture him being with anyone. Now my heart was shattering, and it wasn't anyone's fault, except my own. As the doors open up, i almost ran to my room, as the door clicked open, i felt a soft push and my door being slammed closed.

Shock. I was in shock. Because Braxton was standing in front of me, and behind him was the door that he had just slammed shut. "What in the fuck were you thinking Needy?" He asked loudly, his left hand raising to gesture toward my outfit, "wearing that, going out drinking. I mean i knew Ashley would do something like that, but not you!" he let out, while shaking his head. Wait, he was mad at me? Because i went out and had fun? I looked down at my dress and felt the confusion hit once again, what was wrong with what i was wearing? It didn't show anything besides my legs, why was he mad at me? And who was he to even be mad at me? He wasn't my boyfriend, shit he wasn't even around for the last few years.

Feeling my anger rising up, he opened his mouth to say something else. I just roled my eyes and started laughing. "Are you fucking serious right now Brax?" i asked, "You are not my father, you are not my brother, you have no fucking right to yell at me. So what if i dressed like this? And what the fuck is wrong with how i'm dressed?" I asked, my courage i could thank the alochol for.

"Needy, did you just cuss?" He was shocked at my reaction, but i could care less, "What the fuck is wrong with the way im dressed?" i asked again, stepping forward, my anger was radiating off of me, I wanted to know why it was okay for others to have fun, but not me. "Well im waiting for your answer Brax."

When he didnt answer i turned around shaking my head, "Well Brax, since you don't like my outfit, watch this. Should make you happy." I said, Grabbing the zipper on the side, i turned around after reaching the bed, i looked directly into his eyes, and ripped the dress open, letting the material fall to the floor. My drunken state didnt pay attention to what was beneath the dress. The black lacey bra and matching underwear, made me feel like i was in control.

"Needy, what are you doing?" he asked, putting his hand up to his face, hiding his eyes. Was i that ugly? I bet if i looked like ariana grande, that fucker would look at me. The anger getting the best of me, i walked up to him and slapped the hand away from his eyes. My blue iris, competing with his green. "Why in the fuck do you hide your eyes? What is so damn wrong with me that you cant look at me? Am i not a woman? Do i disgust you that much?" i yelled at him.

"What? No. Needy, your.. Your. Your needy. And your just in your bra." he spoke quietly. That tone was good, it meant i was winning.

"Can you see how you make me feel?" I asked while looking into his green eyes. My hands rubbing my chest, I was highly intoxicated. I drank way more than i should have. Maybe i should stop, before i did something i would regret. Or maybe i shouldnt?

"What are you talking about Needy, Don't do that." His velvet voice questioned, why did that hurt? why was that like a sword piercing my heart? I felt the wetness on my cheeks, was i crying? i didn't want to cry. "Needy, are you crying? what's wrong?" He asked, his left hand raising my head up.

Couldn't he see what he was doing to me? couldn't he hear my heart? Am i really the only one with these feelings? I was standing in front of him, practically naked, and he was trying to look away like i was nasty. That's it, my heart needs this.

Without thinking, my hands went behind his head, and i pulled him closer, smashing my lips against his. You could feel the surprise in his lips. But after a second, i felt him kissing me back. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. The chill of his leather jacket mde my hot skin, prickle. It was the most amazing feeling, the way his lips tasted like mint, the way he held onto my waist. The way i could feel his mouth move to meet mine. The way his tongue began fighting mine for dominance.

Pulling away, i felt my hear become light. "Woah" is all i could say, before i looked up at his green eyes. "Braxton, Your the only i want." was all i said, before he pulled me back into his arms.