Weeks passed by, and we are finally back in school. I was walking down the corridor that leads to my last class of the day. I opened the door, and everyone else was already seated.

"Lynn," greeted my history teacher. "Please take a seat for I can begin class."

"Sure thing, Paredes," I nod and smile warmly at him. I go and take a seat in front.

"So today we're learning about economic debts..." I zoned out and stared blankly at the board.



"Want me to walk you to class?" he said shifting himself and getting up.

"No, can you please stay here with me and finish watching the movie with me? I really don't feel like going to class right now." I said pulling him down on the chair resting my head on his shoulder again.

"Fine, what movie are we watching?" he examined my face waiting for me to respond.

"The Notebook, one of my faves." I smiled up at him.

"What a classic, a boy and girl have a summer fling while she's in town for the summer only too be separated by her upper-class parents who insist he isn't right for her. She leaves him, several years pass by, she marries some rich guy who she think she's "in love" with only to meet her lost summer love once again forcing her to choose between her soul mate or her high-class husband." I stared at him for a while trying to hold myself from laughing at his comment. But before I knew it I burst into laughter leaving him confused.

"What?" He chuckled as he looked down at me.

"Nothing." I giggled pressing play on the movie. We sat there for 2 hours sometimes we'd laugh and other times my eyes would water. I mean this movie did get me emotional. As we sat there, his arm around me, my head on his shoulder I couldn't help but feel like I knew this guy already. Like somewhere in my past we've met and had a connection. I don't know what it was but I was so eager to find out. After a while of thoughts I looked up to stare at him and his reactions, he was so cute. He had a cheeky smile plastered on his face, i was almost relieved he didn't catch me glancing at him every once a while.

"Did you cry?" He teased looking down at me.

"No." I shot back remembering how my eyes would water every once a while during the emotional scenes.

"It's ok if you did babe." He winked at me before standing up and gathered his stuff. "Well we should get going, bells going to ring any second now."





'If only I knew it were you, the boy who had saved me'

I jumped when the sound of a bell rung. I don't know for how long I have been zoning out, but the bell soon answered my question.

"Shoot," I mumble. I zoned out for the entire period and didn't take any notes.

"Make sure to do your homework and get points on your stamped packet from last week on Friday!" He says and walks to his desk. "Have a nice day class," and with that everyone storms out the room.


I gathered my belongings and slowly made my way out. As I was walking towards my car, a cry startles me.

"Lynn! Lynn!" I turned around and was met by a short brunette girl.

"Hi Adri," I smile. "What's up?" She stays quiet for a while, and I swear I saw her eyes tearing up.

"Johnny," her voice cracks.




—




I lie awake, looking at the dark ceiling. My eyes dart to every corner, every end of the small squares that cover my room's ceiling. And then they stop at a small opening.





I shut my mouth, pretty sure that my jaw had been hanging on the floor and finally managed a sentence. “What’s your major Harry?”

“Sports medicine,” he said with a slight shrug of his shoulders, like it was no big deal. He walked over to me with the bottle and empty cups. He showed me the lid, allowing me to inspect it and I saw that the screw top was unhampered with, a completely fresh bottle. Harry passed me both the red solo cups and I held them out as he unscrewed the Jack Daniels and poured out equal amounts.

I could feel Harry watching me but he said nothing of my odd silence. Trying to break the awkward quiet, I asked “you didn’t happen to bring anything to mix this with because I don’t think I have the stomach to drink plain whiskey straight.” A small nervous giggle caught in my throat.

Harry held up a finger and smiled. “Way ahead of you, babe.” He searched for his rucksack amongst the papers spread across my bed. Harry pulled out a large bottle of coke and again showed me the cap before opening it slowly so that the liquid held inside the plastic wouldn’t erupt forth and make a mess of the carpet.

"Tonight has been very informative, but you’ll have to excuse me because I think my bed is calling my name," I said through an over exaggerated fake yawn.



I yawned and my eyes began to become heavier by each passing second.



Caving to peer pressure, I tilted my head back and took one, two, and then a third large gulp. “Blech!" I said as I wiped my mouth with the back of my sleeve and passed him back the drink. Harry took a few large swigs and then capped the bottle.

"I am about to bless you with another bit of wisdom," he crowed happily as he jumped up and then stood up on my bed. He placed his hands on one of the old ceiling tiles above him and slid it forward. Harry then took the Jack Daniels and placed it inside the gap in the ceiling he had created. He then carefully placed back the square and you could never tell anything was ever there. “Perfect hiding spot," Harry claimed as he clapped his hands together and began to get down. “Piece of cake."




It was like he was still here in my room. I imagined him putting the bottle of whiskey behind the tile and jumping off my bed with a thud. I smiled at the memory and slowly drift off to sleep.





--





Weeks have passed by, and my progress in school has been decreasing. But I really didn't care, I was passing, and that's all that mattered to me now at this moment.

Jake and I have been going out in numerous dates, and having a great time with each other’s company. Trying to prove our relationship actually means something.

"Jake stop," I giggle and try to wiggle out of his embrace.

"Nope," he chuckled and pined me on my bed, leaving wet sloppy kisses down my neck.

His hard body was pressed against mine. He lifted his head up and looked into my eyes. A grin slowly crept onto his lips before crashing his lips onto mine. He stopped the kiss and looked into my eyes again. He smiled at me, and I smiled up at him.

"I love you, Lynn," he whispered, and started to let his hands wonder around my body.

I was slightly hesitant about this idea, about going to third base. But then, I want to forget about the past, and want this to work. Jake suddenly stopped and looked at me.

And now he was looking at me, half happy half scared, as if his life depended on my answer.

Which should’ve been very obvious. Why was I even asking myself if I still liked him?

"Lynn?" Harry said. “I shouldn't have said anything I'm so stup-"

But I cut him off and grabbed the front of his shirt, and pulled him into me. “I really like you, Harry." I said.

He was blushing, and he grinned slightly. “Well, then it’s sorted, isn’t it?"

And he pressed his lips to mine, one hand gripping my neck and the other placed on my thigh. I kissed him back, my hands wounding in his hair.

He pulled away. “What about Jake…"

"Forget him." I shook my head. “I don’t want to think about anything but us right now, Harry."

He smiled. “I can live with that," he said, and pressed his lips to mine once more.





"Lynn? Is everything ok?" He says as he sits up. "If you're not ready-"

"No, I am," I cut him off, shaking my head of the memory, and prop myself on my elbows. "I want this," I say as I pull on his collar and kiss him.

He quickly responds and snakes his arms around me. I move my hands under his shirt and tug at the ends. He stops the kiss and basically rips the shirt off of him, tossing it somewhere on the floor. A giggle escaped my lips, he grins and kisses me once again. He unbuttons my shirt slowly, so slowly that I get irritated and slap his hands away and rip my shirt open, leaving the remaining bottoms to fly off. I feel the vibration of Jake's chest radiating off of me as he laughs.

"Eager aren’t we?" He winks.

I playfully role my eyes. "You were going painfully slow," I giggle, and take off my shirt and toss it on top of Jake's.

His eyes roam the newly exposed flesh. He looks into my eyes, and I saw a glint of adoration and lust. His hungry eyes scanned my body once again, before dipping his head on my neck. He started kissing me down on my shoulder, removing my bra strap with his teeth. He cups my breast with one hand and slowly squeezes, I closed my eyes with the pleasure I'm receiving from him. Then he moves his hands behind my back, he fumbles with it at first and then unclasps it, removing the lace slowly off of my body. I mentally sigh in relieve, he was having trouble with my bra. I gasp when I felt a warm wet tongue running across my chest. My head falls back, and I felt Jake's chest vibrating with a chuckle. My body was on fire, and I couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed his belt and unbuckle it. He stands up and let's his jeans fall into a pool around his ankles. He kicks them off, and I see his growing erection wanting to be free from his boxers. He climbs on bed again and kisses me; he unbuttons my shorts and slips them off. I felt his hard member pressing against my thigh. I felt his hand move slowly up my thigh and stop at my chest. He drew small delicate figures, as if he was afraid if he pressed too hard, it’d break. He cupped my breast once again, and massaged it. A small moan escaped my lips. I felt his hot breath on my ear; he puffed warm air before speaking.

"You don't know how long I waited for this," he hissed and kissed my neck.

He found my sweet spot, and lightly sucked on the delicate skin. He stopped once he was satisfied with the mark he has left and slowly licked the throbbing mark. I ran my hands down his chest, feeling his abs. He groans and pulls down his boxers and throws them on the ground. My eyes widen at the size, I slowly looked up at him and he mischievously grinned at my reaction. He kissed me slowly and slipped off my panties.

"Wait!" I said and he looks into my eyes.

"What wrong?" He pants.

"Do you have a condom?" I squeak, and my face flushes.

He chuckles and looks down, then climbs off of me. I cover myself up, while he digs inside his pockets. I stare at his naked back, taking the beautiful boy. His back muscle formed in all the right places. He picks up silver plastic and waves it at me. I nod and he climbs back on bed. He hands me the silver plastic, and I rip it open with my teeth. His eyes bore down at me, and witness my every action. I swallow the forming lump and lower my hands down to his erection; I slip the condom earning a hiss escape from his lips. He adjusts himself and slowly goes inside. I gasp and hold onto his broad shoulders. He grunts and slowly thrust inside.

"J-Jake" I gasp and claw his shoulders.

"Fuck," He hisses and stops for a while. A tear escapes from my eyes and he wipes it away. "I'm sorry baby, I'll stop-"

"No," I pant. "This is my first time, it's supposed to hurt," I smile at him and kiss his lips.

"Ok," he nods and begins to move again.

The sensation is overwhelming; within every thrust that he does makes me want to feel more. The pain has faded and has been replaced with nothing but pleasure. I moan out his name and he takes it as encouragement and moves faster, and harder. After a couple more thrust, I feel my stomach turning, and soon I know I'm going to my climax.

"Jake," I pant and tug at his sweaty hair. "I'm almost-"

"I know, me too," he grunts and moves in faster and sloppy thrust. "Scream my name," he hisses and kisses my neck.

"Jake-"

"Louder baby," he thrust harder and I scream out in pleasure. He stops and I know he had reached his climax as well. He collapses on my chest and tries to steady his heavy breathing. He pulls out and takes off the condom and throws it in the trashcan. He grabs his boxers and pulls them up.

"Jake can you-"

"Right ahead of you babe," he says and opens my drawer and picks up his shirt. He walks towards me and hands me my underwear. I slip them on and take his shirt and pull it on.

He grins and kisses me.

"That was amazing," he whispered and climbs on next to me.

"It was," I whisper, he snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me towards him. I lay my head on his broad chest. He pulls the blanket and covers us with it.

"I love you Lynn," he whispers and kisses my forehead.

"I love you too Jake," I whisper and kiss his chest.

My eyes begin to feel heavy and soon I slowly drift off to sleep.


My eyelids fluttered open, and I felt someone watching me as I woke up.

I reach my hand out and my fingers came in contact with warm soft skin, I sigh at the feeling. My eyes finally fully open and it took me a while until it focused on the boy beside me. He managed a weak smile at me, which I return back

“Morning, beautiful.” He said softly.

“Hi,” I mumbled, a slow blush spreading over her cheeks.

It looked like he was crying, he gritted his teeth to stop tears from escaping once again. He reached out for me. I moved into him immediately, wrapping my arms around his torso and burying my head in his chest. He heard me sniff, and tightened his arms around me.

I pulled away and sat up. I wiped away the fallen tears hurriedly and looked at him, smiling at him weakly.

“Sorry,” I said, my voice cracking with the pain. He sat up too, reaching for me and pulling me onto his lap.

“Lynn…”

I made a small noise at the back of my throat, and pulled him in for a kiss, locking them in a passionate embrace. My lips were moving desperately against his. He pulled me down so I was under him, and kissed my neck.

“I love you,” he gasped. “For the first time, I…I just…”

“Shh Harry,” I told him, my hands sliding down his torso.





My eyes shot open, and I look up at Jake. He is sound asleep, small snores escaping from his parted lips. I look at my desktop and look at the clock. It's midnight; I let go a heavy sigh and stare at my ceiling. Jake tightens his grip around my waist and mumbles something.

"Stop Niall," he mumbles and swats his free hand at the air. A small silent giggle escapes my lips. "Niall," he whines. I sigh and guilt takes over me, I can't believe I'm going to wake him up.

"Jake," I whisper.

"No I don't want it," he mumbles and shifts a bit.

"Jake, wake up," I lightly shook him.

His eyes flutter open and he looks at me. He smiles sheepishly at me. And then sits up quickly as he takes in my features.

"Lynn what's wrong? Did I do something bad? Was I too rough?" I couldn't help but smile at him. He cares so much, he always puts me first.

"No of course not," I sigh. Then instead of falling back to sleep, we talk till morning. We talked about everything and nothing. Days like these are what make me stop and think about things through.

"We need to get dress now," I whispered as I traced small figures on chest as he plays with my hair.

"No we don't," he says. I sit up and look confuse at him.

"What? Yes we do Jake, we're half naked!" I whisper.

“No, we can stay like this. Just us two in bed,” he leans towards me and places a kiss on my neck where he left the love bite. "And practice until we get better," he purrs.

My cheeks flush and I shake my head. He laughs at my reaction and opens his arms to me.

"Come here," he whispered and pulls me to his chest. I sigh, and close my eyes for a bit.

"Just ten more minutes, I have to get dress and go with Adri," I tell him and look up at him.

He sighs and nods his head. "Fine, what are you two going to do?" He asks. I look into his blue gray eyes, curiosity written all over them.

"I'm not sure, just talk I guess,"

"Ok then," he says kisses me one last time.





-




"I just... I don't understand," Adri sniffles and wipes away her tears.

"I'm shocked, it never really crossed my mind that this will happen," I sigh and Sissy nods her head in agreement.

"You two were always together, like a cute old couple," she says and eats some of the chocolate we bought with other junk food.

"He said... He said that we needed a some kind of break," Adri whispered.

"Break my ass," mumbled Sissy.

I sigh, not really knowing what to say. They were so good together, like an old puzzle, a fairy tale.

"Well... What else did he say?"

"He also said he going back to England after graduation," she sniffles.

"Well maybe that's why he asked for a break up?" Sissy asked and stuffed her mouth with chips.

"No, he said... He said he doesn't feel the same way anymore," her soft sad eyes then changed into a cold angry stare. "Then he got a phone call, he excused himself, I don't know who it was, but it sure as hell sounded like a girl," she turned and look at us. "I think he cheated," her voice cracked and tears started forming again.

"Now, don't jump I to conclusions," sissy says.

"Yeah Adri, it could have been one of his sisters, his mom or a relative?" I say.

"I doubt it."

The rest of the night was just filled talking about Johnny and angry tears falling out of Adri's dark eyes. Laughs, and giggles were exchange in attempt to lighten up the mood. Eventually we lost track of time and fell asleep on top of each other. For the first time, I felt so much closer to them, after all of the things that have happened throughout the years.

The next day was dreadful, classes came and went. Assignments after assignments were being received. And once again my car decided to not cooperate this morning. I walked to my locker and placed the things I didn't need and grabbed my textbooks and shut it closed. Jake leaning against my locker startled me.

"How long have you been there?" I smiled.

"Just a few minutes before you closed your locker," he shrugged and grinned. I shook my head in disbelieve.

"You're such a stalker!" I laugh; he chuckled and shakes his head.

"I disagree babe," he chuckles and leans in for a kiss. "C'mon let's go," he grabs my bag and my books and throws his free arm around my shoulders. We walk out the building and towards his car. "Let's go somewhere?" He asks, as he opens the passenger door and let's me inside. He closes the door and walks around towards the drivers seat and climbs in handing me my things.

"Sure, where are we going?"

He shrugs his shoulders, and starts the car.

"I don't know, I was thinking about having a relaxing day in nature, under the warm sun... So how about a park?" He says and drives out of the parking lot into the street.

"Sounds good," I nod and turn on the radio. I had no idea what song came up, I looked out the window. Fascinated by the everyday view. But this time, it seemed that I actually took my time and took in everything, tree passing by, and every bush. Every detail in general.


“We are going to a park?” I look sideways at him as we enter a beautiful green space. It was pretty, sure, but I’d seen parks before.
“You may have been to parks before, but none like this one,” he smiles and I feel my heart skip a beat. He took my hand and we started to run down the little paved path.
“Alex!” I laugh slightly as he looks back at me excited. “Slow down!” He does as I say, then gently wraps my arm around his.

“This is how you do it in England,” he smirks at me and I shake my head smiling.

“Well I wouldn’t want to look like a tourist. I want to be a real Englander or whatever you idiots call yourselves,” I say happily.

“Wow, I was right, you Americans are mean." he smiled as I playfully punched his arm.

"I don’t think you could ever fit in. You naturally draw people’s attention,” he says looking ahead of us now. I felt my cheeks turn red.

“Why are you wearing those sunglasses? It’s overcast and dark,” I ask reaching up to his shades.

“Wait!” he says jerking his head away from my hand as he points out in front of us. “Look!” I turn toward what he is pointing at looking over a sea of deer.

“Whoa! What!” I yell over him as we slow to a stop watching hundreds of deer move along a lake’s edge. I look up at him and he smiles at my shocked face.

“That’s why Richmond is the best park,” he laughs slightly.
“That’s incredible! Are they wild?” I ask still in shock.
“Well technically yes, but they are used to people being around,” he says rubbing his neck almost like he is embarrassed. “I really like coming out here and watching these guys." I nod smiling up at him.

“Goal!” someone yells behind us. We turn to see a gaggle of kids between the ages of ten and fifteen kicking around a soccer ball, or I guess here, a futbol.

“Yes!” Alex screams running toward the kids. They all stop and look at us as we approach them. “Can we play too?” he asks like he’s ten himself. They look at each other then smile and nod. I laugh when Alex lets a ten-year-old pass him pretending he is too slow to catch him. He laughs when me and another girl, a few years younger than us, score against him. We yell and cheer and our team does a group hug.

“It’s war now America girl,” he leans close to my ear his warm breath tickling my face.

“Bring it on England boy,” I smirk and his shades fall a little down, revealing familiar shining green eyes. For a moment a flash of recognition washes over me, but it passes as he heads toward me with the ball. He instantly shoots and scores. He cheers and his groups join in while he does a cartwheel making his sunglasses fall from his face.

“How do you like me now?” he yells jumping over to me.

“Settle down,” I say pushing on his chest.

“Oh my God!” the girl I had scored with screams and points at Alex. "Hey Harry! I can't believe it's you! It's been a while… How's Ashton?"

And that's when it hit me. It was he. The boy who was the reason why I came here in the first place, the boy who I had fallen for.

“Here are your glasses, Harry,” one of the girls says running toward him. He bends down and gently takes them from her. He hangs them on his shirt and smiles at the girl.

“Thank you so much,” he says and she grins as she starts to rock back and forth on her heels.

“Harry, can I be on your team now?” she asks very sweetly.

“Me too! Me too!” All the other girls scream.

“Yeah sure,” he replies quietly. His cheeks burn bright red as he stands up. “Get set up again I’ll be right over.” They all nod and run back to their starting positions as he comes over to me. He takes my hands and smiles shyly. “Hey...” he looks uneasily down at me and I felt my cheeks start to flush again.

I drop his hands and take his sunglasses from his collar carefully and place them over his eyes, "Hey, Harry.” I smile at him and turn my head down. “I mean Alex.”





I shook my head, and suddenly I didn't want to go anywhere anymore.

"Actually, Jake?" He quickly turns to me and back at the road.

"Yeah?"

"Can you take me home," I sigh and grunt.

"Yeah sure," he sounded disappointed. "Something came up?" He said trying to sound casual.

"N-no… I'm, I'm uhm..." I flush and look away from him. "I'm having cramps," I whisper.

"Oh! Ok, yeah haha," he chuckle nervously."

"I'm sorry," I whispered still not looking at his eyes.

"No it's fine, I understand. Its Mother Nature, what can you do?" I look up at him and he glances at me and smiles.

We arrive at my house and he carries my things inside.

"Are you sure, you don't want me to stay?" He asked, his eyes full of concern.

"No I'm fine," I smile at him.

"Ok, call me if you need anything alright?" He says and kisses me goodbye and closes the door.

I sigh and climb up my stairs into my room. I slump down on my bed. Ever since he left, I couldn't stop thinking about him. Everything that I do, my mind always has to bring him along. Not everything I do revolve around him. Did I make the right choice? Of course I did! He left me again, twice!

I look out the window, and sun went down. Night has now arrived; I got up and changed into more comfortable clothes. I sigh and lay back down. I have so many thoughts in my mind right now. Every thought saying something different. So many things clouding my mind that it's driving me insane. I'm tired, and these cramps aren't helping. I sigh for the thousandth time, it seem that I've been doing that a lot lately. I close my eyes. Just as I thought I was finally going to sleep, an echo of a familiar voice spoke.



“If you fall, Lynn, I’m going to be there to catch you.”

I shift in my bed, and turn to another direction.

“You’re really beautiful.”

I shake my head.

“I like it when you blush.”

I shift in my bed again.

"I like you. A lot. Probably a bit more than I should. But I’m not complaining.”

I began to start sweating, my hands becoming clammy.

"I wouldn't leave you."

I got up from my bed and just gave up. I grabbed my keys in hope that my car will cooperate with me. I grab a jacket and walk out my house. I climb in my car and turn on the ignition. I sigh in relieve, finally my car is cooperating with me. I drove around for a couple of hours, the long drive helped me clear out and make up my mind. I didn’t think I would be in this place, this situation. I didn't think I was going to be here outside his door again. After all the things we have been through, the tears and the fights. Yet here I am. I climb out and walk into his front door. I hesitated, but now I know I'm making the right choice. This is where I was suppose to be. I knocked on the door, and waited until it opened.

The door creaked open, until it was fully opened. And there, right in front of me, stood the boy I love. The boy I was supposed to be with since the beginning.

"Lynn?"

"Jake."

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