24. Crude Remarks

Song: Ours- Taylor Swift

Weeks had passed and everything was going great. Aunt Carrie and Eric had officially become lovers; Jordan, Amanda, and Zeke were becoming our great friends; Claire and I were going strong and don't get me started on Josh and Clayton, they were now the power couple of the school as they had come out to everyone.

The only thing that kept bothering me was that Claire was being touchier with me than before. I mean, I love it when she cuddles with me and we are always touching each other lovingly but now, now she just tries to touch me every chance that she gets. She kisses me more aggressively now and whenever I pull apart, she frowns at me.

I don't know what's going on with her but this all started after we saw Josh and Clayton making out and when Clayton had his hand in Josh's pants. I think this was traumatic to her since she's been really moody lately. I should know since it was traumatic for me too, I've been scarred for life.

"What ya thinking about?" Amanda asked as she took a bite of her club sandwich. Clayton raised an eyebrow towards me while he took a bite of her sandwich as well, making her glare at him.

We three were sitting in the school courtyard since we had a free period.

I shook my head before sighing loudly. "Something's wrong with Claire." Amanda looked at me as to tell me to go on. Clayton was interested as well as he sat straight while looking at me.

"And why do you think that?" Amanda asked as she chewed. "Well, she always turns our small kisses into make out sessions and she's touchier with me than she is usually." I spoke, Amanda and Clayton glanced at each other before they both began to laugh hysterically.

"What?" I asked as I frowned at them. They ignored my questioning look and kept laughing.

"Tell me." I whined and Amanda stopped her laughter for a bit to look at me with a small smile. "She seriously wants to do the do with you." I frowned at her. I don't understand what she's trying to say.

"What?"

"She wants to have sex with you." Amanda hit Clayton's arm with her hand balled up in a fist as she frowned at him. "Way to be subtle."

"What? She needed to know what is making Claire act like that." Clayton reasoned and I just looked at them with my eyes wide.

"So yeah, Claire's horny."

"Clayton!"

I blushed a deep red color as I recalled all the times we would make out and she'd glare at anything that interrupted us.

"So, what do I do?" I asked worriedly looking at the two who were fighting with each other.

"Have sex with her, duh."

"Clayton! I swear if you don't shut up, I'm gonna rip your balls out." Clayton cowered in fear as he quickly scooted away from the four-eyed girl.

"You need to talk to her about this. And then do what you feel is right." Amanda explained and I nodded my head with a frown. "What if Claire does want to have sex with me? She did say that we had to sleep together after you kissed me." I spoke as I recalled that time in the park where Claire and I had a rather hot make out session. Another blush came on to my cheeks as I shook my head, clearing it of all those thoughts.

"Hm, why don't you just talk to her first before coming to any conclusions." Amanda spoke with a small smile as she chewed on her sandwich. Clayton was now sitting beside me as he glared at Amanda.

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We were both sitting in my room on my bed, well she was on me and it seemed like she didn't want to move at all. Her lips were latched on to mine as we fought a battle with our tongues. Her hands were lost in my hair as I had my arms wrapped around her in a vice like grip.

I broke away from her lips as I looked at her with my breath coming in pants. She still had her eyes closed as she was trying to even out her breathing, a frown gracing her beautiful face. When her eyes did open, her pupils were dilated and her eyes were a darker color.

"Why'd you stop?" I laughed at her whiny voice as her frown deepened. "Aunt Carrie is gonna come home any minute now." My answer wasn't good enough as the frown on her face didn't leave.

"We'll stop when she comes." She spoke before she came in closer to my lips and bit down on my bottom lip tugging it to herself before fully placing her lips on mine. My head was a bit hazy as I was enjoying the contact of our lips. Her hands caressed the back of my neck as I brought her closer to me by her waist. The closeness of our bodies was making me crazy as I was getting lost in the confines of her mouth.

The sound of a door opening and then closing brought me back to where we were at the moment, at my house and that Aunt Carrie was home. I broke away from her lips yet again and this time she didn't hide her annoyance as I smiled sheepishly at her. "I think Aunt Carrie's home."

She just huffed before she got off me and sat down at the edge of the bed with her arms crossed. A minute later, my bedroom door opened as Aunt Carrie came in with her hand over her eyes as if we were naked in my room. I rolled my eyes at her while glancing at Claire, who was busy glaring at the floor.

"We're decent." I spoke with amusement in my tone and when Aunt Carrie brought her hand back down from her eyes, a sly smile came on to her face.

"I thought, you were doing something that involved no clothes." I coughed and Claire immediately stood up from her place on the bed.

"I think, I should go."

"What? No, stay." I spoke as I grabbed her hand as she was about to escape from my room. She looked at me and forced a smile on her face, maybe thinking that I couldn't see through it and shook her head. I frowned at her before I let her hand go.

"Fine." I mumbled as I sat myself down on my bed while Aunt Carrie just witnessed our interaction.

Claire smiled at Aunt Carrie before she glanced at me, and she was out of the door a minute later. I crossed my arms over my chest as I frowned at the door from where she just left, thinking what had happened that made her run out of here.

"Did something happen between you two?" Aunt Carrie asked and my answer was only a slight shake of the head as I wasn't even sure of what happened.

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The next day was the worst as Claire was ignoring me and she didn't even give me my morning kiss. I was in a really bad mood when lunch came along and nothing made it better when Claire decided to sit next to Zeke and avoid me the best she could.

"Why's Claire sitting away from you?" Just like no one has anything better to do than to put their noses in my love life, Kyle and Josh noticed the sudden change of seating.

"Ooh, you two had a fight." Clayton joked as he poked my arm with his plastic spoon. Kyle snorted while Josh giggled like a little girl. Amanda and Zeke were too busy talking and laughing with Claire, to even notice what was going on at our side of the table.

"Is she still horny?" Clayton tried to whisper to me but he failed miserably when Kyle choked on his own spit and began to cough uncontrollably.

"What?" Josh was the one that questioned his boyfriend on such a crude question, when I was the one that was blushing like crazy.

"Who's horny now?" Kyle piped in after he had controlled his coughing fit and was now occasionally coughing.

"Claire." The nonchalant way in which Clayton spoke made me blush redder and it didn't make it any better when Josh and Kyle suddenly turned my way as if I was the one that had just said something extremely inappropriate.

"Something tells me that you both haven't done the deed yet." Josh smirked when Clayton nodded his head at his boyfriend with a similar smirk in place.

"I-Its's none of your business anyway." I huffed as I stuffed my face with a spoonful of mashed potatoes. "Aw, is Hayden blushing?" Clayton teased as Josh and Kyle snickered like five-year-olds.

I rolled my eyes at them before I looked over at Claire, who was still chatting with Zeke and Amanda, completely ignoring my presence. Sighing out loud, I took another spoonful of mashed potatoes.

I think the three dimwits noticed the sudden change in my mood, because the next thing I know is that all three were engulfing me in a hug. I stiffened as all three of them began to pat my back or my head, or wherever they found best. I chuckled awkwardly as they still had their arms around me.

"It'll be okay." Josh cooed as he patted my head, or I think he did, or was it someone else's hand. I shook them away from me and gave them all a frown and a glare as a bonus.

"I'm gonna be in the bathroom." I spoke as I stood up; Kyle, Josh and Clayton began to follow my lead as they began to stand up as well.

"In the girls' bathroom." They sat back down with an awkward smile as I shook my head at them and walked away from the table with ways to get Claire not ignore me, revolving round my head.

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The click of the door opening was heard and I quickly straightened myself with a nervous smile on my face. The last person that I wanted to meet stood at the entrance with a sly smile on his lips making me smile shyly back at him.

"Well, well, well. Isn't it, Hayden?" I nodded dumbly as Eric Brown smirked in my direction. "Still not talking, I see."

"Actually, now I am." His smirk didn't drop at all as he sidestepped for me to enter the house, with his eyes still on me and his smirk still in place.

"So, what brought you here?" He asked as he gestured for me to follow him to the living room. "Um, I wanted to talk to Claire."

"You could've done that in school." He smirked when I gulped with my nervousness coming back again. I tried to change the subject by mentioning his wife.

"Your wife isn't here?" He sat on the recliner with his smirk still in place as he shook his head. I sat down on the sofa that faced the recliner and gulped inaudibly with nervousness as I began to look around.

"She's at the spa." I nodded my head hesitantly; his smirk was making me really uncomfortable and it didn't make it any better that it reminded me of Claire. He was like the male version of Claire.

"And Claire, is she upstairs?" His smirk still in place, he raised an eye brow at me. "She's out with Zeke."

I didn't know why I felt a surge of jealousy run through me and a frown unconsciously masked my face. "I feel that you don't like Zeke too much." I looked at Eric as he looked at me with amusement.

"No, it's not that."

"Well, what is it then?" I shook my head as I sighed before looking at the floor.

"It's just that..." I trailed off as I debated to tell him about his daughter ignoring me or not. In the end, I finally gave in with a heavy sigh. I looked up at him to see him giving me a look that said 'tell me everything'.

"Okay. She isn't talking to me and she ignored me at school."

He stared at me with a serious look before he burst out laughing. I frowned deeply feeling offended by his laughing.

"Is that why you came here?" He asked as he wiped away a non-existent tear.

"Yes."

"Do you like her more than Zeke?" I was a bit taken back by his sudden question that I didn't know what to say. "Zeke has liked her since they were kids, do you know they have been friends since childhood?" I shook my head reluctantly and his smirk returned to his face as he leaned back on the recliner with a satisfied look on his face.

"I'll ask again then. Do you like my daughter more than Zeke?" I didn't know what to say but my mouth moved on its own as I spoke. "My love for her can't be compared to Zeke's." He raised an eyebrow as he nodded lightly.

"I asked you this before and that time you didn't talk. So, I'll ask you now, what are your intentions for my daughter?" I finally knew what was happening, I was being interrogated.

"I love your daughter and I feel the need to have her close to me at all times. Now, my intentions. My intentions are a bit too old fashioned since nowadays, kids my age don't see things too far ahead. But I see her standing in front of me under an altar exchanging vows with me, I see her waking up beside me in the morning for as long as the mornings come. I see her smiling at me with tears in her eyes as I ask her to marry me on one knee, and I see her nod her head as I put the ring on her finger." I paused as I saw him looking at me intently.

"You can say that I have quite the imagination but if you give me permission, I can make it all a reality. That is, if she wants to have that all with me." I smiled as I looked at the floor.

"I love her, and my intentions for her are all true and pure, I promise." I looked up at him and I saw something different. He was smiling at me and he stood up before coming over to me. I hesitantly stood up as he patted my shoulder.

"You have my permission to do anything as long as you keep my daughter happy." He smiled at me and I nodded my head.

"Um, can I hug you?" I asked shyly and he raised an eyebrow at me.

Great, I just embarrassed myself in front of the father of my girlfriend.

I groaned when he began to laugh. "Never mind." I mumbled inaudibly and the next thing I knew was that he pulled me in for a big bear hug. I smiled as I hugged him back.

"You remind me of my dad." I spoke as I looked up at him and he looked at me with a fatherly look.

"We're getting a bit too mushy." He spoke as he laughed when I backed away with a blush on my face. "You're right."

"I was just kidding. Come here, kid." He took me in for another hug and this time my face was redder than a tomato.

We both began to laugh and that distracted us from the sound of the front door opening and the next thing that could be heard was a loud cough and something falling.

Eric and I pulled apart and we saw Claire and Zeke standing in the entrance of the living room with their mouths wide open, and a jar of pickles on the carpeted floor. Since the floor was carpeted, the jar didn't break.

But to more pressing matters, Claire just witnessed her father and I hug. I knew and he knew that it was an innocent hug, but the two people that just walked in on us hugging didn't know that. I was about to go towards Claire but before I could, she shook her head at me and ran upstairs.

"Claire!" Eric yelled from the place he was standing but he got nothing in answer. "Well damn, I didn't know you liked younger girls, Eric." I glared towards Zeke and he smiled sheepishly towards me before he burst out laughing.

"It's not funny, Zeke." I groaned as Eric scolded him but he just laughed.

"I'm gonna go to her."

"She's a demon when she's angry and she has been angry since morning." Zeke chimed in when I began to walk towards the stairs. I groaned again before I turned to Eric.

"Go on, she won't hurt you or anything." I sighed audibly before I heard him speak in a whisper. "Hopefully."

"Oh my god, I'm not going. You go and tell her everything as it happened." I pointed at Eric who immediately shook his head. "Oh, look at the time. It's time to go pick up the Mrs. from the spa." I growled when he ran towards the front door, like really ran and gave a huge smile from over his shoulder before leaving the house.

"Coward!" I yelled at him as the door closed before sighing. Zeke stood there laughing as I glared at him. "You're on your own, man." Zeke patted my shoulder before he made his way to the front door as well.

"Come on, don't leave me alone with her." I pleaded but he just smiled.

"You'll be okay and besides, she doesn't need anyone else. Just you." He smiled at me before he left through the front door as well.

I sighed before I looked up at the stairs. With a determined look, I began to ascend the stairs but the higher I got on the stairs, the more scared I got. What if she hates me now?

The moment I reached her room, I gulped audibly before hesitantly knocking on her door. When I didn't hear a response, I knocked again and again. I kept knocking until she finally opened the door with a glare towards me.

"What?" Her voice sounded deadly and I cowered for a second before I smiled at her. "Can I come in?" She glared at me and then went to close her door but I placed my hand on it to stop it from closing.

"Please." Her glare didn't go away as she opened her door wide before going over to her bed and lying down on her stomach.

I just silently entered her room before closing the door behind me and walked over to her bed. She had a magazine in her hands and she kept flipping through it with boredom. I stood awkwardly beside her bed with my hands playing with the hem of my shirt.

"Uh, what you saw downstairs wasn't how it looked like." I spoke as I sat beside her slowly and carefully as to not disturb her in any way.

"That you weren't hugging my dad and laughing with him hysterically?" She didn't even look my way but the tone of her voice told me that she was being sarcastic.

"No. we were hugging but not in that way. I was just hugging him because he reminds me of my dad a lot." I spoke as I placed my hand on her back before I took my shoes off and sat cross legged on her bed beside her.

I didn't get a response from her which made me sigh before I laid down on my back beside her making her scoot away from me. I let out another sigh as I placed both my hands on my stomach.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked in a whisper which could be easily heard in the silence of the room.

She ignored me as she flipped through her magazine as if I wasn't even there.

"I have to know what I did wrong for me to make it right." I spoke with a sigh as I looked at her but she didn't even budge.

I was getting annoyed as she was still ignoring me and the only thing to make her look at me and talk to me was to snatch away her magazine and throw it somewhere in her room. She glared at me and laid facing away from me making me groan audibly.

"You're being stubborn now, Claire."

"Go away."

"Just tell me why you're being like this." I spoke pleadingly as I made her turn my way but she struggled to look anywhere but at me. I laid there facing her back as she laid facing away from me.

"It feels like you don't want me anymore, is that it?" I asked as my insecurities began to talk. She didn't say anything as my insecurities completely took over which made me feel the tears trying to come rolling out my eyes.

"Do you not love me anymore?" I asked in a whisper and this time I felt her move to lay facing me. I saw that she had her eyes glassy and her cheeks wet.

"You're stupid. I love you more than anything." She spoke in a whisper as well as if she spoke louder than that, she would hurt me.

"Then why are you being like this?" I asked in the same whisper. "Because you don't want me anymore." Her voice cracked as she closed her eyes.

"And why do you think that?" I asked as I caressed her cheek with my left hand. Her eyes opened as she placed her hand on my own over her cheek as if I would disappear if she didn't hold on to me.

"Whenever I tried to take things further, you'd back off and.... I don't know." She closed her eyes again and I laughed lightly at her. She groaned before she hid her face in my chest holding on to my shirt. "Well that was because, I didn't know what you wanted to do."

"Wasn't it obvious?" She mumbled as she rolled her eyes. "No, it wasn't." She groaned again mumbling 'stupid' under her breath but I heard it clearly since we were really close and the room was really silent.

"If we're talking about that, what exactly did you want to do?" I asked her with a smirk on my face as I looked down at her, she glared at me.

"You're as clueless as a guy." She slapped my arm when I began to laugh.

"But I'm your guy." She rolled her eyes again.

"I wanted to take the next step with you." She spoke in a whisper as she looked into my eyes. "As in moving in?" I asked innocently which was rewarded with a slap on the arm.

"No, stupid."

"Then what?"

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" She asked in a pleading manner as she looked at me with a pout. "Please." I pouted back.

"I wanted to have sex with you." She mumbled in my shirt as she hid her face.

"What? I didn't hear you clearly." I laughed when she backed away from me to glare at me.

"I'm just kidding. I know." I laughed when she hit my arm again. "Wait, what do you mean 'I know'?" She gave me a look that said 'tell me everything now or else'. I gulped before I gave her a sheepish smile. "I told Amanda and Clayton about how you were behaving and they told me that you wanted to... you know." I spoke and watched the way her face turned angry and she glared at me before sitting up.

"I was just confused and I didn't know what to do, so I just asked them for help." I explained as I sat up as well. "I'm sorry."

She turned to me and smiled before she looked down at her hands. "I'm sorry I made you confused." She said looking at me before she sighed.

"Since I've seen Clayton and Josh in that... um position, I've been jealous of them."

"Why?"

"Because, we got together first and we still haven't done it yet but they already did it." Claire answered with a sigh.

"It doesn't matter if they take things slow or fast, it's up to them but what we do is up to us and us only. If you want to do it, we can. I wouldn't mind." I spoke as I hugged her from the side.

"Really?" She looked at me with her eyes sparkling. "Yes, really." I laughed when she smiled bright at me.

"Okay then, how about now?"

"Now? Like, right now?" I asked as I looked at her with a questioning look. She nodded eagerly.

"Uh okay, if you want." I spoke hesitantly as I smiled a small smile. She laughed before she jumped on me making me fall back on her bed. "I was just kidding. We don't have to do anything now." She whispered on my lips as she looked into my eyes.

"Phew, I thought you were serious for a minute." I smiled when her breath hit my lips and her minty scent invaded my nose. "You smell really good." I mumbled against her lips as I glanced from her lips to her eyes. She giggled lightly before she pecked my lips.

"I know. I always smell good." She got off me and laid beside me with her arm draped over my stomach and her head on my chest. "Cocky much."

She just rolled her eyes at me with a cute giggle escaping her lips.

We laid there in silence as I played with her hair and she drew patterns on my stomach. Nothing could break this beautiful moment.

"So, can we do it tomorrow?" Claire asked as she picked her head off my chest to look at me. I laughed awkwardly before I nodded reluctantly.

Well, there goes the romantic moment.

Don't you worry your pretty little mind, people throw rocks at things that shine.

-Taylor Swift