Boys' POVs

The Lost Boy (Eli)

As she looked at herself in the mirror by the front door, I couldn't help but stand at the top of the stairs and just watched she examined herself. She was frowning at her hair, at her dress, and at her shoes. She obviously didn't think she looked as gorgeous as I thought she was.

I slowly made my way down the stairs as she continued to look at herself, her face making it evident that she regretted purchasing what she was wearing. But I thought she looked fantastic. She always looked fantastic, no matter what she was wearing.

I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, and she jumped in surprise. I couldn't help but laugh at her.

"You sure are jumpy," I laughed, tightening my grip on her. It felt so nice to hold her.

"Well, I wasn't expecting you to just grab me." She shifted in her heels and I could tell she was still wondering if buying them was a good idea. "You caught me off guard."

"Hmm," I simply muttered, and she turned her head and I leaned closer so we were almost kissing. "You look beautiful in that dress."

And it was the truth. She looked absolutely breathtaking. Her hair was done and she was wearing makeup, but even without all of that, she was still breathtaking. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. And I loved her so much.

"Do I?" she grinned now, and I could tell how much she wanted to kiss me. "Well, you don't look too bad either."

She then finally leaned over and kissed me, my hands moving to right above her ass as she turned toward me and wrapped her arms around my neck. It felt so amazing to be pressed up against her.

When we heard footsteps making their way down the stairs, we immediately pulled away from each other and turned to see it was her father. Well, this was awkward.

"Do you two need a ride to the party?" he asked us, as if he hadn't just seen me making out and groping his daughter.

Ivy's face was red, and I felt a little bad over the fact that that only turned me on even more. She was completely flushed, she was in that dress, and I just wanted to take her upstairs.

But her father was there, so that was definitely out of the question...

"Um, we're actually getting picked up," she finally informed him after what felt like years of awkward silence. "But thanks for offering, Dad."

Her father simply nodded before starting up the stairs, and I said nothing. He wasn't even going to say anything to the guy that he had just caught fondling his daughter... That was actually really cool.

When a car honked outside, Ivy grew visibly confused. It was actually really adorable, and I then wanted to hit myself over the head for using the word adorable. What this girl was doing to me, jeez...

"I have to go to the party early," I informed her now, even though I really didn't want to go anywhere without her. Especially when I had to deal with Courtney.  "Courtney wants me there with her early, and I thought I'd do something nice for her since it's her birthday and all."

"Oh," was all she said with a forced smile and a wave. "Well, you better go then! You don't want to keep her waiting."

I couldn't help but smile at her. She was so amazing, and now she was all mine. She was finally mine. I didn't have to worry about Jack coming in and fucking it all up for me.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips to her temple before turning toward the door. I could see her face only turn redder out of the corner of my eye, and I couldn't help but smirk. She really was cute.

And there I went, using those stupid words again...

It was cold inside the limo Courtney had sent for me, and I didn't ask the driver to turn the heat up because I honestly didn't even care all that much. I was sure it'd be colder at Courtney's party, since she was going to be there.