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Smooth Criminal

twenty.

It was well after two in the morning and the seven of us teenagers and Matt were sitting in a Whataburger that was down the street from the hotel shoving our faces with burgers and fries and talking about the most exciting night of our lives thus far. The rush of adrenaline was still fresh in all of our bodies and there was absolutely no signs of coming off this high anytime soon. I grabbed another fry off the obnoxiously orange tray that sat in front of me, listening to Zack talk about some girl that had thrown her bra at him while they were playing, hitting him directly in the eye causing him to screw up on a note while they were playing Circles.
“But how awesome would it be if every girl in the venue threw their bras at us while we were on stage at every show we played,” Jack spoke excitedly. Amanda rolled her eyes, not as enthusiastic about this idea as the group of males we were surrounded by had been. “Like, we could keep the bras in a box or some shit and try to set a record of the most bras thrown on stage.”
“You’re a fucking moron,” Amanda chided our friend, taking an angry bite of her burger.
“It was just a thought…” Jack shrunk back in his seat awkwardly and pouted. I laughed along with everyone else at the bickering couple and shook my head.
“But do I have to throw my bra, too?” I asked, finally participating in the conversation. “Because I can just give you one of my bras when we get back to the hotel if you really want them that badly. It could be the start of your collection, Jacky.” Jack’s eyes lit up at my offer and he grinned and clapped excitedly.
“You’re a fucking amazing friend, Stells. And I love you a lot.” Jack leaned over the table and tackled me in a massive hug, rocking us back and forth.
“Yo, dude. Get your hands off my girl,” Alex abruptly snapped, causing us all to look over at him with wide eyes and shocked expressions.
“Oh my, God. He does speak,” Amanda feigned a gasp. “It’s a Christmas miracle.”
“Fucking bite me, Evans,” Alex grumbled at my best friend. An uneasy feeling settled in the pit of my stomach and I stared at Alex in disbelief. What was his deal?
“Babe,” I snapped back at him. “He was just giving me a hug. It’s not a big deal. Jack and I hug all the time. Calm down.”
“He was practically fucking you with clothes on in the middle of the restaurant,” Alex argued back as his phone vibrated violently on the table.
“I’m surprised you even noticed considering you’ve been glued to the screen of your phone ever since you stepped foot off stage.” I motioned with my entire arm and hand dramatically towards the device that, once again, was going off, the words Lisa Noel popping up with every vibration.
“I was texting my mom, Stella. Jesus fucking Christ.” Alex rolled his eyes and crossed his arms across his chest in annoyance. If there’s one thing you must absolutely know about me, it’s that I cannot stand a liar. Nothing pissed me off more.
“Lisa Noel? As in Lisa Noel Ruocco?” I challenged him, raising an eyebrow. Now I was pissed and I wasn't afraid to let him know it. “How stupid do you think I am, Alex? It’s fucking two AM here, meaning it’s much, much later than that back home. Why in the actual fuck are you talking to her this late anyway?” A pang of anger mixed with immense jealousy filled my body as I began to shake.
“I’m surprised you even noticed considering you’ve been glued to Zack and Jack ever since we stepped off stage,” Alex mocked me in rebuttal. I narrowed my eyes at him, not even sure what he meant by that. I was talking to Zack about photography, for fuck’s sake.
“Maybe I would have talked to you, too, if you weren’t so engrossed with that bitch,” I said loudly, not caring if I was starting to cause a scene. I was over this. He lied, not even bothering to even make a decent lie, and then tried to make it all my fault. That’s not gonna fly with me.
“Watch who you start calling a bitch,” Alex said, suddenly full-on yelling at me in the middle of Whataburger. “Maybe you should do a little self-evaluating before going and calling other people names.” My jaw dropped and everyone watching and listening to us all gasped. Something in my brain completely snapped and my entire demeanor changed immediately. My essence was of a city before a tornado hit; the calm before the storm. But the storm never came. There was never a chance for it to occur. At least, my personal storm-like wrath was never able to be unleashed.
“You’re a fucking prick,” Zack said quietly before lunging at Alex. Never in my life had I seen Zack show any serious form of emotion, so seeing him this fired up was a totally new experience for me. And apparently I wasn’t the only. I noticed the looks of confusion mixed with terror etched on my friends’ faces as Zack tackled Alex to the ground, knocking a few chairs over in the process.
“Zack!” Matt and I shouted at the same time, Matt making a leap to stop the two boys who were now in an all-out brawl in the restaurant.
“You don’t get to talk to her like that,” Zack stated calmly as he was escorted away from Alex by Matt. “Ever.” He wiped his dripping nose with the sleeve of his jacket and turned to go outside. I averted my gaze back to Alex and stared at him with wide eyes as he glared at Zack’s back as he walked out of Whataburger.
“You wanna tell me you two don’t have feelings for each other now?” Alex shifted his glare to me.
“Grow the fuck up,” I spat at him, turning on my heel to go check on Zack.

Amanda and I went straight to our hotel room as soon as we arrived back at the hotel. I made a beeline to my bed and face-planted on the soft mattress with a light thud, letting out a muffled scream. Amanda just watched from the bathroom threshold, making sure I didn’t hurt myself during my little tantrum.
“Why?” I suddenly screamed. “Why does he think it’s okay to accuse me of having feelings for Zack when he’s the one off talking to some other girl? Zack and I are friends,” I dragged out the word, making sure to over-enunciate every syllable. “He’s the only one here who knows anything about photography so he was helping me out while Alex was off in fucking LaLa Land.”
“I know, babe,” Amanda said quietly, not moving from her spot.
“And even if Zack and I had feelings for each other, it’s not like he could do anything about it,” I vented more. “He won’t even ask me to be his goddamn fucking girlfriend.” I threw a pillow across the room, hitting the wall adjacent to where I was sitting and missing Amanda’s head by merely an inch.
“There’s your point,” Amanda spoke softly with unjudging eyes. “You two aren’t official. You can’t really be all that mad that he’s talking to Lisa, Stells… You’re just as guilty as he is on this one.”
I swallowed the lump forming in my throat as the truth of her words hit my like an eighteen wheeler. Fuck.
“You’re right,” I whispered, looking down at my lap. “I need to go apologize.”
“Just let me know if I’m sleeping in here or if I’m cleared to room with Jack, okay, babe?” Amanda gave me a sad yet encouraging smile. I lifted the corner of one side of my lips in an attempt to smile back at my best friend before hopping off the bed and changing into one of Parker’s old Blink t-shirts and a pair of black sweat pants, throwing my hair up into a messy bun on the top of my head.
“I’ll be back with the news in a bit. Wish me luck,” I muttered as I walked past her on my way out, making sure to grab my room key.
“Just remember to stay calm. And to be quiet… It’s four in the morning and there are other people in this hotel who are sleeping.”
I chuckled and rolled my eyes at Amanda’s statement. “Duly noted.”
I made my short journey down the hallway to Alex and Jack’s room, stopping to take in a deep breath before gently knocking on the door. It was Jack, not to my surprise, who answered the door. He gave me a sad smile and leaned down to kiss my cheek in a friendly manner.
“Hey, Stells,” he whispered. “Are you okay?”
I took in a sharp inhale before answering. “I don’t know. I’m just… Confused.” I scrunched my nose up as I talked, the feeling of unwelcomed sadness settling in my body. “This entire night has just been so unnecessary.”
“I agree.” Jack nodded his head. “He hasn’t moved from the bed since we got back.” I nodded my head and looked past Jack’s lanky body to try and make out Alex’s sulking figure curled up in a ball on one of the bed’s in the messy room. Jack stepped aside, allowing me access to enter the room. I handed him my room key and told him that he and Amanda could hang out while Alex and I sorted this mess out.
“Let me know if I need to come back, okay?” Jack said, the rare look of seriousness in his face gave me goosebumps and I nodded my head.
“Will do.”
I slowly made my entrance into the room, making sure to be stealthy and very quiet so that I didn’t disturb Alex in case he was already asleep. Much to my surprise, he was still awake. He had just been staring at the wall forever. Once I was in his line of sight, he perked up a bit, staring at me with sorry eyes. I bit my lower lip, staring down at him as I leaned against the spot on the wall he had been staring at.
“I’m sorry,” I finally spoke, my voice emotional and hoarse. “It was wrong of me to go off on Lisa like that. And I’m sorry.”
“You have no reason to be sorry, though.” Alex’s voice was rough, like he had been crying. “I was a dick and I shouldn’t have said any of the things that I did…”
“I just,” I said, cutting myself off, unsure of where I wanted to go with this conversation. I let out a frustrated sigh. “If you wanted to talk to Lisa, too, I just expected you to tell me, I guess. That way I would know what to expect.” I awkwardly picked at the cuticles surrounding my fingernails as I waited for his response, expecting him to tell me that I wasn’t enough for him.
“I just want you, though.” My head shot up and my eyes grew wide at hearing this. “She was asking me about a homework assignment and then we started talking about how the show went. That’s all. And then I saw you and Zack in your own little world and I got jealous and I felt out of place going over there with you two so I just kept talking to her. That’s it. I swear.”
My eyes softened as guilt washed over me and I sat down next to Alex on the bed. “I don’t have feelings for Zack,” I promised him. “We were talking about photography. I’m the band’s media manager now and he was giving me tips and whatever. I tried talking to you but you were so caught up in what you were doing so I just figured you didn’t want to be bothered…”
“You’re the only girl I want to be with, Stella. I mean that with everything in my body.” Alex placed his hand on the back of my head, pulling me down so that he could kiss me. “You’re the only one for me.”
I smiled and kissed him again in response. The butterflies, scared into hiding by the previous occurrences of the night, began flying out of their hiding places one by one, making themselves greatly known as Alex and I made out on the bed. Alex nipped at my lower lip and I granted him the entrance he’d asked for. A moan formed in the back of my throat as Alex’s hands explored the curves of my starving body, stopping at my waist. We shifted to where I was underneath Alex who made sure to not fully put all of his weight on my fragile body. My legs instinctively wrapped themselves around his waist, pulling him closer to my body as the kiss intensified. Our shirts and my pants were quickly shed as we rolled around, tangling ourselves with one another.
“Alex,” I whispered, placing my forehead against his and gazing intimately into his eyes. Apparently he knew the look very well and met my gaze with a questioning look of his own.
“Are you sure?” he asked. I nodded my head, biting my lip eagerly. “Because we really don’t have to if you’re not ready. I know this is a big deal.”
“I want you to be my first, Alex,” I assured him. “I need you to be my first.”
Without another word, Alex kissed me. But this kiss was different than any of the other kisses we had shared before; it was filled with so much emotion. I felt like I was going to pass out from the amount of passion that was packed into such a kiss. My hands fumbled clumsily for Alex’s belt buckle, trying to free him of the article as quickly as possible. The burning in my body growing more needy as each second passed by. I needed him, and I needed him right that second. Alex seemed to sense my feelings of urgency and assisted me in shedding him of his jeans. While he kicked off the clothing, I hastily rid myself of the sweatpants that hung loosely around my waist, leaving me in nothing but my underwear.
“Black lace,” Alex said with a smirk. “It’s almost as if you had planned this all along.”
My face grew hot as I blushed. “Hush,” I instructed him, shutting him up with a hard kiss. My breathing became heavier as his fingers entered me and it took all of my willpower to not scream at how good it felt. I stifled the moans into Alex’s shoulder while he worked effortless with his thumb and pointer finger, massaging my sex gently.
“Alex.” My head fell back as I moan. I fought the urge to fall back and let him do this for the remainder of the evening and leaned forward to kiss him. I reached for his boxers and slipped them down and grabbed his bulging member in my hand, stroking him as his fingers gracefully danced inside me. He took in a sharp breath at the contact. We went about this for maybe a solid minute before he couldn’t take it anymore. He abruptly removed his hands from my body and I watched as he grabbed his wallet from the nightstand beside us, retrieving a condom wrapper from where one would put their money.
“It’s almost as if you had planned this all along,” I mocked him with a light-hearted giggle.
“I always like to be prepared,” he replied with a smirk. I nodded my head, done with the joking around. The sensation building in my body was growing more intense and I needed him more than ever. Alex wrapped himself in the condom and hovered over me with hesitation. “Are you sure?” he asked me again.
I rolled my eyes and stared at him with an annoyed expression. “Yes, Alex. I’m sure this is what I want.”
“Are you positive?” He chewed on his bottom lip nervously. I let out an annoyed groan.
“If you do not kiss me right now and make love to me, I will make sure you are too dead to go on stage tomorrow night.”
With that being said, Alex finally nodded his head and kissed the air from my body. I wrapped my legs around his waist once more and waited. Finally, the sharp pain of him entering me was felt and I clamped down on my lower lip to keep from screaming out.
“Are you okay?” he asked frantically, not moving. I nodded my head and urged him to keep going. I’d get used to it eventually, right? Alex rocked himself slowly, placing sweet kisses all over my face to keep me focused on anything but the pain. Eventually the pain turned into a much better feeling and I relaxed, easing into the rhythm of Alex’s moving body.
“Shit,” I gasped as the burning sensation intensified and I felt myself climbing higher. Alex began moving at a much faster pace and my entire physique was overcome with a glorious ambience of bliss. I came apart underneath Alex, who was grunting and exhaling at a quick rate. “Come for me,” I begged him just as he had done to me that first afternoon in his bedroom that seemed to be a million years ago. At the sound of my voice, Alex thrusted two more times and then collapsed on top of me in a hot, sweaty mess of labored pants and short kisses on my face. I took his face in my hands and placed a revered kiss on his swollen lips. Running my fingers through his damp hair, I laid back on the pillow behind me, soaking in the events that I had been through the entire evening. I had a new job, I witnessed two best friends fight over my honor, and I had officially given up my innocence. I stared up at the ceiling, listening to Alex’s breaths become shorter as he drifted off to sleep, curled up in my arms. My brain was overwhelmed with thoughts of what my life would be like now that I was this completely different person that I had been maybe over a month ago. Granted, no one really knew this information except for Alex and myself. But this was big for me. I wasn’t that lost little girl who kept her mouth shut and did everything by the books anymore. I was becoming my own person; I was living my own life. And it felt fucking great.

Notes

The deed has been done. Stella has hit a point of no return and changes are taking place in her life. *cue the evil thunder* I hope y'all are enjoying this. I'm still having a blast writing. I know we've hit a slow spot in the plot, but things are about to pick up the pace around here. And then you're not gonna know what hit ya. *more evil thunder and lightening* Anyhoo.. Feel free to drop a comment to lemme know whatcha think.
Much love.
Kate.

Comments

This was one of my absolute favorite stories. I am very curious to know if you are going to continue with this? Because I have to know what happens next.

BreaClift. BreaClift.
6/14/21

I want to know if there is going to be sequel to this story?

BreaClift. BreaClift.
3/26/19

I don't remember anything. I need to restart this. Damn, all I remember is loving this. Only more reason to read it all again.

Haha, keepin' it real. :) No worries, the only one that was kind of concerning was the Blink-180 because I think that's the first time I've ever seen that. XD But I figured it was a typo.
:)

Nanook Nanook
1/4/19

@Daydreamers her big reveal will be in the last chapter ;) hang tight.

katybear18 katybear18
1/4/19