Warning: before you read this chapter there is some sexual content in it. Just didn't want you guys to be too surprised lol. You may read on now, loves.
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"Ugh!" I groan, sitting up and pressing my hand to my head. What the hell happened last night?
How did I get back to the beach house? Where's Jordan? I swing my legs out of bed and look at the time on the night stand. It's one o'clock in the afternoon. How did I manage to sleep in so late. I stand up slowly and I'm immediately sick to my stomach. I rush to the bathroom in the room and quickly lift the toilet seat, puking up yesterday's content.
My hand goes to my pounding headache and I lean my head up against the wall. I am never drinking like that again. I stand up slowly, making sure I'm not going to get sick again. I brush my teeth for about five minutes before leaving out of the bathroom. I head downstairs, only to find no one down here. Where is everyone?
I go into the kitchen and grab a bottle of water. I then search for some medicine for this killer headache. I should probably look for some food too, although I'm not very hungry. The last thing I want to do right now is eat. I grab a granola bar and sit at the kitchen island, eating my small breakfast.
The door to the house opens and I hear a bunch of laughter and talking. A few seconds later, Jordan and Troy enter the kitchen with a few groceries in their hands.
"Well, look who finally decided to wake up." Troy smirks.
I shoot him a bird, obviously not in the mood for his joking. My head is killing me and I still haven't found any medicine for it yet.
Jordan comes over to me, kissing the side of my head. "How are you feeling?"
I lean my head on his shoulder. "Like shit. My head is killing me."
"I think I have some Aleve upstairs. I'll go get you a few." He kisses me swiftly before leaving the room and going upstairs.
I turn to a smirking Troy and roll my eyes at him. "What happened after I passed out last night?" I ask.
"Well, we obviously took you back here. It was kind of funny. You took that shot to the head and when you took that first step, you fell to the ground. I couldn't help but laugh." He's laughing so hard at me that tears are coming to his eyes.
My head falls into my hand. "God, that is so embarrassing. Did a lot of people notice?"
"No. Just us. I messed my shirt up because of you, too. Getting you over that fence was not easy at all." He says.
"I'll buy you a new one." In other words, my parents will buy you a new one.
Jordan enters the kitchen with a bottle of medicine in his hand. "Here you go, Midget." He hands me two pills and I put them in my mouth, chasing them down with water.
"What did you guys have planned today?" I ask.
"Well, Daniel and Alyssa went out to get something to eat. Ryan and Jake went shopping." Troy informs me, going through the bag of groceries.
"We might hit up another party tonight." Jordan says.
I groan at the mention of a party. Although I had fun, I don't think I could do another night like last night.
"I'll make sure that you don't drink." Jordan smiles.
"I just don't think I'm going to be up for another party tonight." I rest my head on top of my arms. Jordan starts to rub small circles on my back, causing me to feel sleepy all of a sudden.
"You don't have to go out tonight. You can stay home if you'd like." Jordan says.
That's not exactly what I wanted to hear. I wanted him to say that he'd stay in with me tonight. How am I supposed to have sex with him if he doesn't ever stay in? I probably wouldn't have had sex tonight with him anyway. But I still wish he would stay in tonight with me.
"Okay." I say quietly.
He kisses me on top of the head before going over to the stove. "Are you hungry? Troy and I were about to make some dinner." He says, looking under the cabinet for something.
"No, I'm okay. I think I'm about to go upstairs and take a nap." I move off the stool and he walks over to me.
"Okay, Midget. I'll wake you up when the food is done. You need to eat something. It's not good to have a hangover on a empty stomach." He rubs up and down on my arm, making me want to force him to his room upstairs to sleep with me.
"Okay." He kisses me on the lips before letting me go.
I go upstairs, searching for my phone as soon as I get into the room. I have a message from Matt and I open it, wondering what he has to say.
From Big Brother:
I can't believe you left for spring break without seeing me first.
I smile at the message and quickly reply back.
To Big Brother:
Sorry. I'll be back on Saturday. We'll get together then?
I lay down on the bed, wrapping myself in the covers. I honestly don't feel good and want to go to sleep forever. My phone vibrates beside me and I check the message from Matt.
From Big Brother:
Sure thing. When did my sister become too busy for me? Just kidding, lol. Have fun, little sis.
When did I become too busy for Matt? If this was a year ago, I would have been sitting in my room right now, waiting for him to pull up in the yard. Things have changed a lot this year. Every since Jordan came into my life, nothing has been the same. From the way I dress to my personality. I'm not as sensitive. I'm more tough. I'm a girl who has learned to dance in the rain instead of looking at it outside her window.
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The whole week, Jordan and the guys have been partying. The second night, I stayed in. The third night, I tried another party, but after some guy spilled a beer on me, I decided I had had enough of the parties. The next couple of nights they went out to party, and Alyssa went with them. When it got to the fifth night, she decided she had gotten tired of being hungover every morning.
We would find different things to do whenever the guys decided to leave. Mostly Netflix. I feel like I've been begging for Jordan's attention this whole time. I'm not even sure if I'm going to lose my virginity to him anymore. It's the last night here and the guys are getting ready for another party.
"I have no idea what I'm going to do. I thought we were going to make love finally, but he's been partying like there's no tomorrow this whole week." I sigh, laying down on the bed.
"I'm sorry, Abby. I wish I knew what to say, but I don't. Maybe you guys should have talked about this before we came down here." She says, putting on lipstick. She's going out with the guys tonight.
"Yeah, you're right. How can I expect him to know that I want to have sex with him. I'm so stupid." I face palm myself and I hear Alyssa let out a small laugh.
I hear the door open and in comes Daniel. He walks over to me and hands me a folded up piece of paper. He smiles at me before leaving the room. Okay. That was weird?
"What is it?" Alyssa asks, coming over to me and sitting down.
"It's a note." I say, inspecting it.
"Well, open it." She rushes me.
I open the letter, reading over it. "Who's it from and read it out loud." She says.
"It's from Jordan. It says... Dear Midget, I know we haven't spent a lot of time together this week, but this is the night I've been waiting for. I spent a lot of nights getting this prepared and making sure that everything would be perfect. I want you to get dressed in something beautiful and meet me down on the beach at eight o'clock. Don't make me wait, Midget. Love, Jordan." I smile at the note and I suddenly feel like I'm alive.
"Who knew Jordan was so romantic." Alyssa places a hand over her heart and I laugh at her.
"Well, looks like I have plans tonight. Get out so I can get ready." I start to usher her out and she laughs at me.
"Alright, alright. I'm going. Don't forget to wear the black laced bra and panties." She says before leaving.
I shake my head, smiling at her. It's game time. I go into the bathroom, stripping naked and hopping in the shower. I'm thankful that I went to the spa earlier in the week because I don't have to shave now. I wash myself in the vanilla body wash that Jordan loves so much before stepping out and drying off. I begin to blow dry my hair, combing the knots out of it. I plug the curling wand up and begin to curl my hair. After my hair is curled to perfection, I put on the black laced bra and panties and the dress I bought for this night. I then work on my makeup, going light. I then put on my heels and look at myself in the mirror. I smile at how beautiful and stunning I look.
I check the time on my phone to see that it's seven fifty-one. I walk downstairs and out the back door of the beach house. On second thought, I won't really need the heels if I'm going to be on a beach. I kick the heels off and put them down on the porch before walking down the steps. I follow the beautiful lights that Jordan must have set up so that I wouldn't get lost or something. Jordan finally comes into view and he's sitting at a table, dressed down to perfection. Although it's dark outside, the lights surrounded by the table gives you plenty of light.
He smiles when he sees me before looking me over. He licks his lips and it does something to me. I don't think I'm going to make it through the night with him looking like this. He stands up and meets me.
"You look beautiful tonight, Midget." He grabs my hand in his and leads me to the table. He pulls out the chair for me and I thank him.
He sits down across from me, giving me a nervous smile. It's always weird to see Jordan nervous. He's always so confident and sure of himself.
"So what is all this?" I ask.
"Well, dinner. I wanted to plan a night for just us two and the guys are going to Lucas's party, so I thought tonight would be perfect." He says.
"It's beautiful." You have the sound of the waves, crashing against the shore and the moonlight causing the night to be just perfect.
I hadn't noticed the tent beside the table with people cooking in it. A guy dressed in a suit comes over to the table and pours us each a glass of wine.
"I hope you don't mind steak?" Jordan says.
"Steak is fine." I say, taking a sip of the red wine.
Things are silent between us. I don't know why he is nervous. I'm the one that's trying hard not to back out of having sex with him. I want this. I really do, but it's like once I do this, I can't get it back. It shouldn't matter, though. I trust Jordan and he wouldn't do anything to hurt me. I love him and I can't imagine giving myself to anyone else other than him.
The chef places two plates in front of us and we both begin to eat in silence. It's like we both know there's something that needs to be said, but we don't exactly know where to start. I finally get tired of the silence and decide to break it.
"Is everything okay?" I ask.
He looks up from his plate. "Yeah. Everything is fine. Why?" He asks, becoming concerned.
"You're just not talking." I say.
"I'm sorry. I just have a lot on my mind." He runs a hand through his hair.
"Like what?" I place my hand on top of his and he gives me a small smile at the gesture.
"Troy told me that you and him had a conversation." He says.
My cheeks heat up and I silently curse myself for trusting Troy. Of course he would tell Jordan.
"Yeah. We did." Is all I say. It's all I can say. I don't know if Jordan wants to go through with this or not.
"Midget, I want you to be sure about this. You don't have to do this because you think it's what I want. I love you with or without sex." He says.
I smile at his words. "I know, Jordan, but this is something I want to do. You're the one that I love. I'm going to love you tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that, so why wait any longer. I want to take our relationship to the next level."
He sighs, looking down at the ground before looking back at me. "Are you sure?" He asks.
"I'm positive." I say.
"Okay, well, let's just finish our dinner and then we can go back to the beach house." He says.
We eat our food and we talk about prom. Alyssa and I still haven't found any prom dresses. She's looking for a dress with a champagne color to it. I'm going with blue, of course. After we finish our dinner, Jordan thanks the chef for personally cooking for us. He grabs my hand and we walk back to the beach house together. The closer we get, the more nervous and anxious I feel. I can tell Jordan is slightly nervous too because he's not saying much and he seems to be deep in thought.
We get inside the house and we go upstairs to his room. I don't know what to do next. Do I just start to undress him or do I start to talk dirty to him? Okay, the dirty talk is definitely not a option. I really should stop googling things.
Jordan grabs my hand and I look at him. "You're nervous." He states.
"Yeah, but I want this." I say.
He nods his head before kissing me on the forehead. "I love you. More than I love myself. When my parents died, I never thought that I would be happy again. That was until I met you. I love you, Midget. Forever and always." He says.
I smile and if it weren't for what we are about to do, I probably would be crying. I lean up and kiss him on the lips. I pull away looking him in the eyes. They silently ask me if I'm sure and I nod my head. He kisses me softly before turning the kiss into something more rushed. His tongue asks for entrance and I gladly grant it. I slowly start to walk backwards toward the bed, never breaking the kiss. I fall back onto the bed, bringing Jordan with me.
His lips move to my neck and I let out a moan, my back arching. This is really happening. Jordan and I are about to have sex. My nerves are slowly slipping away and are replaced by my hormones. Jordan manages to turn me on with just a look.
We're still kissing and I decide that we both have too much clothing on. I lift myself up and try to find the zipper to my dress. Stupid dress. I'm still trying to kiss Jordan and take off this dress at the same time. Jordan pulls away and laughs lightly. I blush from embarrassment. I suck at this.
"Let me." He offers.
His eyes hook to mine and he doesn't take them off of mine while he unzips the dress. He pulls the dress down to my waist, revealing my black laced bra. He slowly looks down and he intakes a sharp breath. Exactly what I was going for. Thanks, Alyssa.
"Midget, you're beautiful." He kisses me again, but it's a swift kiss.
He reaches his hand out for me and I take it. He pulls me to my feet before crouching down in front of me. He kisses me on the stomach and I swear it gets harder to breath. Every touch makes me melt. I feel my panties slightly getting damp, but Alyssa told me that normal. She said it was a good thing.
He begins to pull the rest of the dress down slowly. His eyes never leave mine and it makes me want to jump on him right now. He's teasing me and he knows it. Once the dress is at my feet, he kisses my left thigh before going to the right. He then kisses my right hip and I let out a moan, biting my lip. This feels so good. Jordan's lips are so soft against my skin.
He stands up and his hand goes to the back of my neck, kissing me. He pulls away and points towards the bed. I raise an eyebrow, but he just ushers me towards it. I sit on the bed, waiting and watching him.
He starts to unbutton the dress shirt before tossing it to the ground, revealing his toned chest and six pack. Jordan is so sexy. He then goes to his dress pants and starts to unbutton them. My eyes sneak a glance at his pants. There's a bulge in the front of his pants and I blush at the thought that I'm the reason for it.
His pants hit the ground and he steps out of them, making his way over to me. He kisses me again and his hand goes to my back, unclamping my bra strap. The bra falls into my lap and I instantly cover my chest up. Jordan hands slowly go up to my arms, removing them from my chest.
"You're beautiful, Midget. You don't have to cover up." He kisses me.
Jordan makes me feel beautiful. Before, I never thought of myself as someone who was beautiful or ugly. I just thought I was someone that would probably die a virgin. I pull my panties off, tossing them somewhere. Jordan's hands run over me and I moan.
"You're so wet." He whispers.
I start to tug at the waist band of his boxers. He takes the hint and before I know it, his boxers are joining the other clothes on the ground. I take him in. He's huge and it's standing up from him being hard. How is that supposed to fit inside of me? I'm sure my eyes are the size of golf balls right now.
Jordan chuckles at my reaction. "I'll go slow. I promise."
We're both naked now and my nerves are starting to come back again. We're really about to do this. I'm about to do this. I'm excited and scared at the same time.
Jordan walks over to the night stand, pulling out a box. I'm assuming it's a box full of condoms. He confirms my thoughts when he pulls out a small condom package and tears it with his mouth. He slides it on over himself while I watch him. He walks back over to me and places his knee in between my thighs. He leans down and kisses me before looking me in the eyes. I can't place the look in his eyes right now. It almost looks like pain or guilt, but I ignore it.
"Are you sure, Midget?" He asks.
I nod my head. "I want this. I want you." I say.
"I love you so much. Don't ever forget that." I kiss him, not wanting him to ruin the moment with words.
"It's going to hurt, okay? I'll go slow, though. Let me know if you want me to stop." He says.
I nod my head and a few seconds later I feel a pinch down there. It hurts so damn bad. I close my eyes tightly, gripping Jordan's arms.
He stops his movements. "Do you want me to stop?" He asks.
I shake my head no and he sighs before going back to moving again.
"Shit." He says, slowly easing into me.
"Are you okay, Midget?" He asks.
I nod my head although I don't exactly feel okay. This is the hard part. It gets easier after a few times. I feel so emotional right now. I'm happy and I'm in pain at the same time. I'm not sure if I want to cry tears of joy or cry from the pain.
Jordan continues to thrust in and out of me, slowly. He kisses me everywhere, making me feel good. The pain is still there, but it's almost bearable.
"I love you so much." Jordan kisses me on the lips and picks up his pace a little.
I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. His skin is damp from sweat and his hair is too. He looks so beautiful on top of me and I can't begin to describe how much I love him. Everything about him makes me love him. From his looks to his personality. I'm in love with Jordan Collins and will forever be in love with him.
He starts to kiss me all over again, picking up his pace. He tells me he's about to come and a few seconds later, his body stiffens and his movements become sloppy. The only sound that can be heard is both of our breathing. He rolls over to the side of me and I rest my head on his chest.
"I love you, Jordan." I begin to cry. Way to go, Abby. We just had sex and now you're crying.
He looks down at me, cupping my face. "Hey, don't cry. What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" He asks concerned.
I shake my head, trying to gather my thoughts. "It's just that... I'm no longer a virgin and we just had sex. I'm not crying because I'm sad or hurt. I'm crying because I'm happy." I let out a small laugh, burying my face into his chest.
He lets out a small laugh, wrapping his arm around me. "I love you, Midget." He kisses me on top of the head, wiping away my tears.
We stay up for about another hour just talking about random stuff. I feel so much closer to him now. It's like this invisible bond has been made between us. I know he feels it, too. The way he looks at me is different. He looks at me like I'm his world and it makes my heart flutter. He's my world and I can't imagine one without Jordan in it. The thought alone makes me want to crawl in a whole and die. Our conversation starts to die down and I fall asleep, laying on Jordan's chest, listening to his heart beat.