"Where are you?" Christian shouted down the phone. "Come back now Ana."
I'd ignored the first few calls but I realised that if I didn't answer, he would just continue. Then he'd call Kate. Then my mom.
"Thought I'd leave you to look after your friend," I said wearily, tired of the dramatics.
"Why are you being like this? She's just been sick. All I'm doing is being a decent guy. Would you rather me be a dick?"
I didn't answer.
He sighed.
"Please can you just come back? I need a lift home," he said, irritated.
My mom heard and stopped the car, turning around.
"Ana," she chided. "I didn't know he needed a lift! You can't just leave him there."
I scowled at her as I hung the phone up. She turned around, heading back to the party.
He was waiting out front, wearing an enormous frown when we pulled up. He got in the front, beside my mom. She started the car once again.
"Where's ginger?" Kate asked.
Christian ignored her.
"Where is she?" She asked again, louder this time. "Carla, will you please ask Christian-"
He cut her off, spinning round with a glare. "She's gone home. Her mom picked her up. Will you please shut up?"
Kate grinned, pinching her fingers to form a zip as she pretended to close her mouth.
He turned around in frustration and nobody spoke until my mom pulled up outside Kate's and she said goodbye.
"Good luck," she waved.
Then my mom started driving toward Christian's house. He surprised me by asking her to carry on straight to mine.
"You don't want to go home?" Carla asked, confused.
He shook his head. "Can I stay at yours?"
"Of course," she said, giving his hand a squeeze. She'd always had a soft spot for him. "I'll give your mom a call when we get in. It's pretty late anyway, I'm sure she won't mind."
I glared at her through the mirror. I knew she was only saying yes because my dad was visiting his brother for the weekend. Still, did I not have a say in this? I didn't want Christian to stay. I didn't even want to speak to him. What was he playing it?
We got to my house and I got out of the car, not waiting for anyone as I stormed forward and tried opening the door, realising too late I didn't have my key.
"What's wrong with you?" My mom asked, opening it and letting me in.
I ignored her as I charged upstairs to my room, unpinning my stupid hair and shrugging out of my annoying tight clothes. Christian was on my tail, following me in and shutting the door as I stripped off.
"Why didn't you just go home with Harriet?" I asked sarcastically, standing in my underwear as I brushed my hair out.
"Why would I do that?" He replied, taking his shoes off.
I shrugged. "You tell me. You obviously like her Christian, why can't you just admit it?"
"I do like her," he said matter-of-factly, shrugging out of his own clothes. "As a friend. I've told you this a thousand times, yet you still doubt me. Can we please move past this? It's getting old."
I turned away from him, unhooking my bra strap. I was tired of this conversation. I didn't want to talk about Harriet anymore. I wouldn't give her the power.
"You not going to let me do that?" Christian asked, his voice an octave lower.
I could feel his presence behind me. The warmth of his breath on my neck. It was a chilly night, but I suddenly warm all over. I hated him for making me feel this way.
"No," I replied, discarding it on the floor and reaching for a tank top.
"You sure?" He asked, holding onto my arm gently as I dropped it.
His hand brushed my hair to one side, nose skimming my ear and neck as he pressed little kisses there. One of his hands splayed across my stomach as he did so, sending tingles of pleasure straight from where he was touching me all the way between my thighs.
"Tell me to stop and I will," he whispered, dragging his lips from my ear back down to my neck.
As he did this, his hand edged lower and lower until his fingers were playing with the waistband of my panties.
He was teasing me, taunting me, and it was working. I was wound up and turned on and I urged him to continue, all thoughts of our previous argument scattered into dust.
"Don't stop," I said, reaching my arm around his neck, turning my head and bringing his lips to mine.
His hand slipped beneath the waistband, fingers brushing over my clitoris. There was something extremely sensual and intimate about this position. I arched against his chest, feeling the heat of his skin seeping into mine. I felt him pressing against my back as his fingers slid lower. I broke away from the kiss with a small moan, but he still continued to kiss my neck.
"I love you Ana," he whispered, moving his fingers deeper. "You. I always have and I always will. I don't want anybody else."
I turned in his lap, attaching my lips to his and kissing him slowly. I loved him too. He had no idea just how much.
We kissed - hot, open mouthed kisses that made us desperate for more. My tongue traced his own and he pulled down my panties with hurried hands at the same time as I made work on his boxers.
He lowered me down onto the bed, kissing me all the while. Instinct had me wrapping my legs around his waist; I could feel his cock pressing against me and I bit back a moan.
"Please," I whimpered.
"Are you sure?" He whispered.
I nodded. I wanted him more than anything.
"I haven't got a condom," he said, each word he spoke making the moment less sexy.
"I'm on birth control," I said quietly. "Just in case."
He nodded and leaned back down to kiss me. The passion was still there, but now it was heightened by nerves and anticipation. I reached up, wrapping my arms around my neck.
"I love you," I whispered, encouraging him. "I want you to make love to me."
I could feel our hearts beating; our chests pressed flushed against each-other. My legs tightened around his waist as I felt the tip of him press there.
"Tell me if I hurt you. I'll stop straight away, okay?"
I nodded, clenching.
"Relax," he murmured, bringing his hand back down to rub me slowly.
I moaned, my lips finding his own again.
We kissed softly as he entered me, pushing forward bit by bit. I gasped, breaking away, the pain flooding through me.
"I'm sorry," he apologised, leaning down to press his lips against my cheek. "Should I stop?"
I shook my head no, urging him to keep going.
The sharp pain had subsided, ebbing away to a dull ache. He pushed further and I gasped again as he hit a particular spot.
"Fuck," he breathed, pressing his forehead against mine. "You feel amazing Ana."
I smiled, one hand lifting to run through his hair. He stayed still for several moments, letting me adjust.
"You can move now," I said after a while.
He did, slowly at first, then quicker.
Truth be told; it hurt. His penis was much bigger than his fingers and as he sped up, he kissed me forcefully. I thread my fingers in his hair as one hand ran down his back. I loved the feel of his skin underneath my fingers. So soft and smooth.
He came a few minutes later. The feeling inside me was strange.
"I love you so much," he whispered, breathless as he pulled out and pulled me on top of him.
I traced shapes on his chest as I looked up into his eyes. The same eyes I had looked into since I was five years old. A sharp pain burst through me at the thought of ever losing him. I loved him more than anything. Unexpected tears swelled my own, but he didn't question them. We just continued to stare at each-other, his fingers now making shapes on my face.
"I'm sorry I don't get everything right," he said quietly. "I screw up all the time, I know that. Sometimes, I don't know what I'm saying or doing. I'm unsure of almost everything I do. But I'm still trying to figure everything out. Growing up is hard."
I nodded, knowing the feeling all too well.
"But I do know that you're mine Ana; you always have been. I know that I love you. I'll never be unsure of that."
I smiled, leaning into kiss him.
"I know," I assured him. "You know I feel the same way."
He nodded, burying his face in my hair.
We fell asleep, just like that.
A/N I wanted first time sex to be as realistic as possible. I'm not sure how many chapters left (probably a lot knowing me), but I don't think it will be ending just yet! I hope this makes you guys happy. Hope you liked it and please tell me what you thought xxx