"I fall in love with the little things. Counting the tattoos on your skin. Tell me a secret. And baby, I'll keep it. And maybe we could play house for the weekend."

Chapter Theme Song: 'Angel Baby' by Troye Sivan.

❤❤WARNING: Chapter contains mature content❤❤

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Chelsy

"Here have some water," Nathan said, walking up to where I sat on his bed and handing me a glass.

I took it with my right hand while massaging my forehead with my left.

I was having a slight headache. All this drama was so emotionally and phsyically draining.

He sat beside me with a sigh. "I told you not to drink, Chelsy, you don't follow instructions, do you?"

I told you to stay far from Shelly, Nathan, you don't follow instructions, do you? That's what I wanted to say but I didn't have the energy to be petty right now.

I took a long sip then rested the glass on the wooden bed-side lamp table, exhaling deeply as I did.

"I just wanted to forget everything," I mumbled, keeping my gaze on my fingers.

If I ever looked at him now, I wouldn't be able to withstand not asking him to get back together.

I wanted him.

I needed him.

But I was the one who let him go without hearing him out. I knew I was wrong to do that.

"She knows about us now," I heard him say softly.

I knew it. Shelly had probably caught on to us since the moment she saw us. Nathan was an attractive guy and I had come of age, only Max and our parents would think we weren't secretly hooking up.

I nodded. "I know."

"That's why she did what she did, Chels, to get a reaction out of you. To break us apart, that was what her intention was."

I didn't say anything.

I had no idea what to say.

His words made sense, this was what Shelly wanted. I couldn't give her that now, could I?

"I'm sorry, Chels, I really am, I didn't mean to hurt you. She came onto me and I was caught offguard. I would never intentionally hurt you, never. I-I just wish you would believe me."

I knew Nathan wasn't necessarily the definition of committed but with me? He was different. I felt it. I knew he loved me, and I did too. A lot.

I finally looked at him, the light from the small bedside lamp shone on his face, making his eyes have a mixture of dark and light shade of blue. It was unique.

"I just need you to tell me once more that I am the only one you want, Nathan," I softly said. "And then...then I'll be okay."

His gaze softened and he stared into my eyes as if he was searching for something, before his lips parted and he spoke: "Can I show you? Just how much you mean to me?"

I wasn't sure what he meant by that but I nodded, tears welling in my eyes.

He gripped my cheek in his palm and planted his lips on mine.

Oh. That was what he meant.

Our mouths moved against each other's, slowly and gently, our tongues entangling and chasing each other as we moved in sync. Nathan moved in closer to me, gripping my waist in his hands and squeezing gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moaned into his mouth.

The sound of my voice, clearly enjoying the feel of our lips on each other made him heated, and he began kissing me harder, more intensely, slightly hovering over me and forcing me to lay flat against the soft pillows of his bed. He pressed himself against me as he continued to kiss me. His lips left mine and moved along my neck as he gripped my hands and pinned them above my head, his fingers lacing through mine so perfectly as if they were made for each other.

I couldn't deny how the feel of his soft lips on my neck did crazy things to me.

I needed more of him.

As if he read my mind, he sat up and pulled his shirt over his head and my face flushed at the sight of his abs.

Wow.

He returned to my lips, and I closed my eyes as his mouth continued to explore mine. His hand reached under my shirt and palmed a covered breast between his fingers. A moan left my lips, and I darted my eyes open when he sat up and pulled my shirt over my head. He wasted no time in unsnapping my bra and taking a breast in his mouth, all the while, his other hand groping the other. My toes curled and the need inside me and between my legs came back.

Nathan noticed how much I was squeezing my legs together and started on my skirt, pulling it off me and just leaving my white lace underwear.

Luckily, this was my first time wearing this one, and as opposed to the childish fifth-grade ones I normally wore, these screamed 'woman'.

Now I was self-conscious, because Nathan had never seen me in just my underwear before. I tried to think of it as just being at the beach but then again I normally wore shorts over my bathing suits.

But the way he was looking at my white panties, with the little bow on the waistline, made my stomach tingle with warmth. His eyes grew hazy.

He pressed his groin against me and the bulge inside his shorts was evident.

"Do you want this?" He asked, looking into my eyes.

I nodded. "Yes."

He got up, all the while, his eyes not leaving mine as he took his trunks and boxers off. My chest rose and fell in heavy breaths as I watched him.

This was really happening right now.

When my eyes graced the sight of his nature that was underneath all those garments, my eyes widened in shock, and Nathan laughed at my reaction. "It's not as scary as it looks, alright?"

It was gigantically scary. Nothing he could say could numb the fear I was experiencing.

He bent over and pulled out his bedside drawer and took a condom out, ripping the package with his teeth before sliding the rubber along his very...huge...manhood.

Wow, well someone was hoping to get me in bed for the weekend. How come he was so prepared? Do guys just walk around with stuff like that hoping to have sex? Mhmm.

When he brought his eyes back to me, he smiled. "I'm going to take these off, okay?"

He gestured to pull my underwear down when I gripped his hand quickly. "Hold on."

He brought his eyes to me.

"I am kind of self-consious so if you can-"

He smirked. "It's okay, P. You saw mine just now, didn't you?"

Yeah and it was a "Big" shock.

I sighed. "Yeah but-"

"Every inch of you is beautiful, so don't feel insecure, alright? I love you just the way you are."

I nodded.

He gripped the sides of my underwear between his fingers and pulled it down.

Now I was naked, and his eyes were glued there.

He smiled with lustful amusement and I used a hand to cover myself. "This is super uncomfortable."

"Trust me, you won't be uncomfortable soon." He smiled wider while bringing his face up and pressing his lips against mine.

We began kissing each other hungrily again, my arms around his neck and one of his hand keeping his balance on the bed while the other was trailing down my stomach. Soon his wandering hand found its way to my opening and he entered with a finger, making a gasp escaped my lips.

"Wow, you wanted me this bad, Chels?" He teased, a smirk playing on his lips while he stroked me slowly. He quickly added another finger and I wasn't ready as my eyes squeezed shut, my legs bucked and my back arched.

"Like that?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Me too..." His thumb massaged that unexplored bud at the top of my sex.

I saw stars, and my eyes squeezed even tighter.

He sped up his strokes and rubs, and I was near to orgasm when he pulled his fingers out.

Damn.

I opened my eyes to see him smiling. "Don't cum just yet."

I blinked. "That's not fair,"

"It isn't?"

"No it's not-"

I was interrupted when he began to position my legs apart, settling between them.

I swallowed, a sudden fearful feeling engulfing my whole body.

I have heard countless stories that losing your virginity hurt but I had hoped I wouldn't end up crying my eyes out like a fool in front of Nathan.

He brought his lips to mine and began kissing me again, his hand caressing every inch of my body.

The desire was too much and I dugged may nails in his back as my body began grinding against him all on its own.

I needed more.

He noticed the reaction and brought his lips to my ear, "I am going to enter, okay?"

I nodded, closing my eyes and inhaling sharply. "O-Okay."

He gripped a leg and pulled it apart from the other, then he met my eyes before slowly pressing himself inside of me, in and in before entering me with one pop force.

I gasped, my eyes opening wide at the rush of pain that ran through my body. I fought to catch my breath and concern engulfed Nathan's face.

"Hey, hey...I'm sorry, Did I hurt you?" He soothed softly, staring into my eyes.

There was pleasure mixed with pain, and I felt like something was ripped away or apart.

Damn, was that my virginity?

I shook my head, my brain somehow fighting to recover from that thrust just now. "No I'm fine...I-I mean, i-it hurts a little-"

Shit. I couldn't even form words.

"It will, it's your first time, it will get better now, okay?"

I nodded, swallowing and taking deep breaths. "Okay."

He moved slicked hair from my sweating forehead and planted a kiss there. "I'm gonna do it again, alright? Promise this time will be better."

I decided to take his word for it because the desire inside of me wanted more and was aching for more.

He thrust again, and this time, it felt a lot better than before but the pain was still evident.

But I wanted more. I pulled him down on me and he took that as his clue to thrust again.

"Fuck," he cursed, biting his bottom lip and throwing his head back as he stilled inside of me. "You're tight as hell. Are you okay? Do you want me to continue?"

I nodded. "Yes. Please," I whispered.

He moved inside of me again, and this time, all I could feel was pleasure, the pain subsided and my desire for him heightened tremendously.

Soon, he was stroking me like the waves of an ocean, thrusting repeatedly, and each time, it felt a whole lot better. The pleasure began building, and I felt an arousal that was nothing I had ever felt before. Nathan gripped both my hands and pinned them above my head as he moved against me and inside of me while I moaned his name uncontrollably against his lips. He brought his lips down on mine to stifle the volume while using his hand to grope a breast between his fingers, pinching my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. I felt myself rising to a peak, and my toes curled on their own.

This was nothing like how it felt to have him touch me.

This was so much better, so much more intimate.

I felt closer to him and there was no way I could get over him after this if we were to ever break apart, because now? I had given him everything. All of me.

He released my hands to position one of his on the bed, keeping his weight above me, the other gripping my cheek as he thrust over and over and over again. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, sweating yet shivering. My climax was approaching, and he knew, because he sped up his strokes, moving so much faster, causing the bed to hum under our bodies, until I burst into a sweet state of heightened euphoria, quivering toward an orgasm and coming undone beneath him. I shivered and spasmed. He kissed me hard as I whimpered in his mouth. He came splintered shortly after, pressing his forehead against mine and slightly trembling as his orgasm ripped through his perspired body, sweat dripping from his black shiny hair and his forehead.

He fell back against his bed on his back, breathing heavily as he fought to come back to reality. I pushed my hair back and tried to regulate my breathing as I thought about how tremendously amazing it was.

I would have done it again...and again...and maybe again. Heck, I would have done it a million times again.

Nathan started laughing and I brought my eyes to him, a smile on my face. "What?"

"Your brother is going to fucking kill me for having sex with you," he said, and I laughed, holding my forehead.

"My mom is going to kill me, for losing my freaking virginity."

He looked at me. "She doesn't have to know, just between us, right?"

I sighed. "That'd be possible if she didn't take me to see a gynecologist once every month."

Nathan gasped. "Oh, fuck."

I laughed as I sat up. "Yeah, it's whatever, though, I'll get around it."

I pulled an elastic band off my wrist and caught my hair up in a ponytail. "I should get back, we can't get caught here, together."

He nodded, sitting up and reaching for his boxers.

I quickly got dressed and stood and Nathan walked me to the door.

"So can we do this again tomorrow?" He asked, leaning against the doorjamb, as I turned to him.

I shrugged with a smile. "Can't get enough now, can you?"

He chuckled as he brought his face in and placed a kiss on my lips.

I blushed when he moved away. "Goodnight, Sharles."

He tittered. "You sound like Brad when you say my name like that."

I laughed. "Okay, how about goodnight, honey?"

He bit his bottom lip. "Yeah, that's more like it."

I chuckled. "Such a pervert, see you tomorrow."

He smiled. "Okay, sleep tight."

I walked away to my room, grinning ecstatically, and he closed the door behind me with a smile on his face.