Keg Max

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I looked around the party looking for Jess. I hated this. I don't even like parties but here I was trying to support my best friend. And my boyfriend who seemed excited about this party seemed to be miserable. And of course even though he is my boyfriend and I'm his girlfriend. He wouldn't tell me what was wrong. So what was the point of having the tittle of girlfriend when I couldn't even be his confidant. I began heading up the stairs passing my ex boyfriend and his new peppy girlfriend. Bet they were super honest with each. Ugh I need to stop complaining it's making me bitter. I open the first door and just with a peak. I saw way too much, but I guess it's expected at a party for a couple to be doing...it. I close the door immediately. It..I couldn't even say it though I told my mother I was ready. And she put me on birth control. I can't even say...it... I open the second door hoping that I wasn't going to see another traumatizing image. But thankfully not. Thankfully it was my boyfriend turning around his seat. And all those bitter thoughts had seem to escape just by seeing his gorgeous face. And I say "There you are" with a smile of relief. I close the door behind me.

"hey" he answers

"I've been looking all over for you"

"Just got tired of everything down there"

"Are we allowed to be up here? I mean, Kyle was kind of discouraging it." but the fact was I felt like I should be discouraging it. But why was it that all I could think of was relief of being alone together. Jess and I seemed to be better when it was just us.

I hear him say "When you have a party, you get what you get."

"Yeah, I guess. Sad boy, what's wrong? You were looking forward to this party, what happened?"

I reach my hand over to feel his face. It felt soft and I couldn't help but want to kiss him. He replies dryly "Nothing."

"Something did. Come on, tell me." and I knew I was insisting but I wanted to know. Why couldn't he just tell me. Then I say the words that I couldn't even let myself think about. "You're not tired of me, are you?" he reaches in and gives me a peck and I don't know how he did it. But every kiss felt with so much love and passion. I reply with "That's a pretty good answer." he reaches in. Cupping my face with his hands and giving me a deeper kiss. Somehow I couldn't think. He began slowly pulling me towards the bed and now he was on top with his arms around me. There wasn't a place a felt more safe than in his arms entangled in his kiss. While our tongues played war with one another. Then I feel his hand begin to head towards my belt buckle and I felt hot. I know I should stop him. I know this isn't the place. Not here not now. But god I wanted him to continue. I wanted to slip off his shirt. Like I had in all my fantasies. I wanted to see him. "Jess" I was able to let out while he kissed my neck. I clear my throat trying to let air reach my lungs. "Jess" I say once more hoping to get his attention I didn't want him to stop but I couldn't continue not on someone else's parents bed. I didn't want to have my first time with a bunch of people downstairs. He finally stops and looks at me and I couldn't help but notice that his eyes looked bluer than mine. They filled the air with sadness. At first I wanted to say we needed to stop but all I could think of was trying to make him feel better. I finally open my mouth staring into his eyes "You wanna get out of here" and for the first time all night I saw his smirk. And with that we got off the bed I tried to straighten my clothes. And he opened the door reaching his hand to hold mine. We started walking down the stairs passing my ex boyfriend having a huff argument with his now crying girlfriend and it actually made me smile. I didn't miss having Dean yelling at me. And I knew I should feel guilty leaving Lane but I didn't. I guess I had been waiting for this much longer. Because I knew wherever we ended up tonight. We would end up having sex...

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