We had been hanging out for a few weeks. I was trying my best to be a good friend, but fuck if I didn’t want her. Julia and Emmy had been hanging round the coffee shop as often as they could without missing classes or falling behind. I started going round to their place a lot more often too. I was getting closer to her; I could feel her eyes on me sometimes whenever she thought I wasn’t watching, I always found an excuse to tough her, leaving my fingers lingering on her body, it always made her shiver. I love that I was having the same effect on her that she had on me. I hadn’t ever wanted a girl like I wanted her. Every day we spent together, we got closer. I wanted her so much. Even Emmy could see what we were doing. She called it ‘our sex face’. Not very original but fuck it. I am a big fucking soppy fucker, but what the hell? I’m falling for her. Big time.
We were watching a movie at theirs one night when Emmy’s cell phone went off. “There’s a party going on tonight, we’ve been invited. Fancy it?” I looked at Julia to see what she wanted to do; she was nodding eagerly. Looks like we were going! Julia had enjoyed going to parties more now, she had come out of her shell since I started hanging out with them. The girls went to get ready and I stayed, I wasn’t fucking bothered about changing. The only girl who I was trying to get was with me.
An hour later- Julia came out. All the fucking air disappeared from the room. Fuck. Me. She was wearing a skirt, a top thing that tied around her neck and a pair of heels. She looked a little slutty but classy at the same time. Fucking hell. How the fuck was I supposed to keep her close and keep all the other fuckers away from her. “No.” I said sternly. “No?” She asked, confused. “You’re not fucking wearing that.” “I am.” She argued back. “Wrong again sweetheart. Now go and get your gorgeous ass back in your room and put on some jeans.” She stood there, aping her foot, a look of frustration on her face. “I want to wear this.” She argued again. “No. Now if you don’t walk into your room now to get changed, I will pick you up and carry you in there and undress you myself. What’s it gonna be sweetheart?” “Stubborn asshole” I heard her mutter as she turned on her heel and stomped back in her room. Yes, I am an asshole, I know, but I can’t be platonic if she’s wearing that. I walked up to her, stopping her from storming off. I didn’t want her to be pissed at me like that. I held her hand, turning her around so she was facing me. I lifted her chin so she was looking at me “If you don’t get changed beautiful, I can’t promise I will be keeping my hands to myself. Now get that pouty look off your face before I kiss it off.”
We stood frozen for fuck knows how long until Emmy returned. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to interrupt…” she backed away and broke whatever spell was over us. Julia jumped back quickly, losing her balance because of her stupid fucking heels, and falling. I grabbed her quick before she could hit the floor. It was too late though. I tried spinning her around, doing some sort of fucking Matrix style move, and managing to fall first, her on top of me. We stayed like that, her lying on top of me, I could feel her heart beating. Come on, look up, look at me baby, I begged her in my head. Look up so I can kiss you. She didn’t. She rolled off me instead, full of apologies. “Oh my God I’m so sorry! Are you ok? Did I hurt you?” she asked, “I’m fine baby” I answered, dragging myself up off the floor. Embarrassed, she turned and walked away quick and entered her bedroom. Emmy was pissing herself laughing on the other side of the room. “Not fucking helpful Em.” I hissed. She smirked, “maybe not but it was fucking funny.” She laughed, walking away.
Five minutes later, Julia came back out (wearing jeans) and we were ready to leave. We walked the few blocks and arrived at the party full swing. Music blaring, finally some decent music too I noted. We walked in and some preppy girl was there waiting to greet us. “Hey! Drinks are in the kitchen!” She sang. She was already wasted, I followed the girls in, and they headed straight for the kitchen. A girl was lying half naked on the table and some guy was doing body shots off her. “That looks fun!” Julia said. I turned too quickly to face her, my horrified expression obviously showing. “Too easy.” She teased, giggling as she walked away. This girl, I laughed to myself as I followed.
The night basically carried on like that. Emmy and Julia drinking a lot, me staying sober so I could look after them and make sure no other bastards were coming on to them. Well, I didn’t care if they wanted to hook up with Emmy. As long as they kept their hands-off Julia. She was mine. Julia was dancing in the middle of the room; I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Her eyes were closed, she was just swaying, like she could feel the music flowing through her. She looked peaceful. I felt my control slip as I walked toward her. As I got to her, some other fucking punk jumped in front to dance with her. He grabbed her waist, pulling her toward him. I don’t fucking think so mate. “No. Move.” I hissed in his ear. His eyes widened when he saw my face. “Yep, sorry dude, didn’t realize she was taken.” And he wondered off. I put my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me. She opened her eyes and when she saw it was me, the biggest fucking smile I had ever seen was plastered on her face. She hadn’t looked more beautiful to me, even though she was close to being hammered. “Hey!” She shouted. “Hey back” I whispered in her ear. I saw the goosebumps rising on her arms. I was glad I affected her as much as she affected me. “Come on, let’s get you a water.” I said, picking her up and carrying her out to the kitchen. She giggled as she was being carried. I put her down when we got to the kitchen, she laughed and pulled me closer to her. It happened so fucking quickly. Next minute her lips were on mine and she was kissing me. I kissed her back for a second before I realized what was happening. I pulled back. “Not like this.” I tried to explain, but the damage had been done. Her face reddened as the shame and embarrassment sank in. She turned around and ran out the door. Fuck.
I followed her out the door quickly. For someone who had loads to drink, and wearing fucking heels, she was fast. I was sober and wearing sneakers, so I easily caught up to her. “Stop!” I called. “No leave me alone Ryan.” She was crying, I could hear it in her voice. “No, let me explain damn it!” She stopped in the middle of the road and turned around. “What do you want to explain? You’ve spent months trying to get me, always finding a reason to touch me, hold me, stroking my arm. Now I fucking throw myself at you and you say no! YOU. SAID. NO!!!!” She cried again, stabbing her finger into my chest, to emphasize every word. As she went to spin around, I grabbed her by her hand and pulled her back to face me. “Don’t fucking do that Julia. You know exactly how I feel about you. I only pulled away because I didn’t want you to regret kissing me tomorrow morning!” I shouted back to her. “You think I would regret kissing you??? I’ve been wanting to kiss you for months! I had to get drunk just to have the fucking courage to do it!” She shouted. I was silent. She wanted me. “You’ve been wanting to kiss me?” I asked, staring at her in shock. “Yes, you idiot!” She snapped. She pulled her arm away and was trying to escape again. “Fucking stop trying to fight me and get away! Fucking hell Julia! You fucking choose your moments!” I needed to know she wanted this, wanted me. I wasn’t going to kiss her until I knew. “Julia, listen to me. I need to know how you feel about me, sober; not drunk. I know how I feel about you and I don’t, no, I can’t kiss you for you to wake up tomorrow regretting it. I won’t regret what’s happened between us baby, I have been wanting it since the day you walked into the coffee shop, I need to know you won’t either. I love you Julia, I’m in love with you.”
Finally!!!! Will she finally admit her feelings for Ryan or will she carry on pretending she isn’t interested?
Find out next!
Chapter 8Julia“I love you Julia, I’m in love with you.” Yeah, I heard it correctly. Ryan loves me. I felt my heart bursting with need for him, I needed him to know how I felt about him, how much I had been needing him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, slowly pulling his head down to meet mine. I was only an inch away from his lips. My stomach filled with butterflies, overwhelming me with lust and desire. I needed this. “Kiss me” I breathed. His lips crashed down on to mine, as cliché as it was, I felt everything fall into place. They say that when you meet the one made for you, you felt it in the first kiss. I really could feel it. Everything washed away, every thought, every feeling, just vanished. There was nothing else but this kiss. It was perfect. We carried on kissing, slowly, tasting each other. His kisses were perfect. I could feel the butterflies were now doing backflips and somersaults
Chapter 9RyanWe had been together for just under ten months. We were going to be celebrating our one year anniversary in a few months. Things were amazing. We would go out to parties, drink, they would dance, and I would stand close to them, making sure no other fucker went anywhere near them. I would help them get back home and then I would stay over with my girl. It was coming up to Christmas. I asked my girl to come back with me to meet my mom, then we were flying over to her parent’s home to meet her parents and brother. I wasn’t nervous about meeting them. She was really nervous about meeting my mom though. We had packed everything up and were planning on an early night before the early flights the next morning. I was staying at my own place tonight- Julia and Emmy weren’t going to see each other for a few weeks so they were staying in and having a girlie night- whatever the fuck that was. Make up and shit. I w
Chapter 10RyanI woke up a few hours later, my alarm buzzing, waking me up. My head was banging through lack of sleep. I tried calling Julia right away, but her phone went straight to voicemail. I showered and was ready before I tried calling again. Still voicemail “Hey Julia, I don’t know who told you about last night, but I swear it wasn’t what you think. She knocked into me, spilling her drink all over my shirt, and as I turned to leave, she grabbed and kissed me. I pushed her off me straight away. I’m sorry baby, but I swear it’s the truth. I love you. I’m not giving up on us. I’m gonna go back to my moms, I’ll try and catch a later flight and wait to see if you turn up at the airport. I love you baby, I know you love me, we’ll get past this, I promise” I hung up.I opened the bedroom door, finding Oliver passed out on the sofa. I know it was irrational, but I blam
Chapter 11RyanI hadn’t been able to concentrate all day. My shift started 40 minutes after my last class. I couldn’t be late, so I couldn’t stop by Julia’s first. I walked in to see Grey flirting whilst serving a couple of girls. “Knock it off dude. They’re not interested.” I laughed. “Hey Ryan! What’s up man?” He came off and pulled me in for a bear hug. “Help me!” He begged under his breath. I laughed out loud as he turned round to give his full attention to the girls at the counter. “Nah man, sorry, I’m out the game for a while. He stopped, turning back to me with a quizzical look on his face. “What?” he asked, slowly. “Don’t worry, get back to your girls.” I answered, nodding in their direction. “I’m gonna go and check in with the boss.” I said, leaving him alone. “Alright man, we’ll talk
Chapter 12RyanI had been placed in a cell with another guy already in there. I could smell the alcohol from the other side of the room. “If he pukes, I want another cell!” I called as the officer walked away. I sat down on the thin mattress on one side of the cell, whilst the drunk stayed on the other. As far away from him as I could possibly get. I had been sitting there for God knows how long when an officer called my name. “It’s time for the interview now son, follow me. Do I need to cuff you, or will you walk on your own?” “I can walk on my own.” I replied. He nodded. “Ok, this way.” He led me down the corridor past the front desk where I had been booked in. He opened a door and guided me inside. “Take a seat Mr. Cobain. Officer Cox will be in shortly.” I took a seat on one side of the desk. I waited for a few minutes, listening for anybody approaching. I heard foo
Chapter 13JuliaI was due to start at the University of Texas just after Christmas. I was utterly heartbroken by what Ryan did. I never thought he would cheat on me, and now that he had; I felt like I was going to die. The need to vomit was so overwhelming sometimes. I just needed a clean break. A place where I can start again.The day I was supposed to go to his mom’s house with him for Christmas, I called my mom. I told her what had happened and that I was scared of seeing him when he came back after Christmas. I suggested moving back home and doing college next year, I was only 17, I wasn’t supposed to technically be in college for another year anyway. But my mom wouldn’t hear of it. They had already paid for my tuition. I decided to look into transferring schools, being closer to home. I would miss Emmy so much, but every time I even thought about Ryan, my heart would shatter. I told my mom that I wanted t
Chapter 14Julia15 months laterIt was one of those days where everything kept going wrong. First, my alarm malfunctioned, so I was late for my first class. Whilst running to my next class, I tripped and fell down, which ended up in me being driven to the emergency room by Clara, my roommate, with a suspected broken wrist (it was just a sprain), and then going home to find out a pipe had leaked in the room above ours and now my bed was ruined. This day couldn’t get any worse. Little did I know, my day so far had barely had any impact on what was about to happen.My cell rang. James was calling me. “Hey big brother. You won’t believe the day I’ve had.” Nothing. “James? You there?” “Julia? It’s Alex. There’s been an accident. Your mom and dad where hit by a lorry who lost control. They’re in NC general. Book the next flight, I will pick you u
Chapter 15RyanIt had been well over a year since my heart was fucking obliterated. I missed Julia. I was tired of feeling like this, like I was suffocating. The only way to explain the heartache was that I felt like somebody was sitting on my chest. I couldn’t get enough oxygen into my lungs, and I was gasping for breath. I was gulping just enough air to keep me alive, but it wasn’t enough to breathe comfortably. That was the only way to describe how I felt. I needed to move on, needed to leave Julia and our past behind me. I couldn’t keep doing this. Julia was gone; she was not coming back.I wanted to reach out when Emmy told me about her parents; but I decided against it. The last person on the fucking planet she would want to talk to is me. And it isn’t like I hadn’t tried. At first, I called every night. Every night it would ring and ring until the voicemail came on. I would leave a message t