Good Girl Going Bad

CH15

CH 15:

June’s P.O.V.

I wake up in Bret’s room and I can barely remember how or when I got into his room. All I could remember was Bret was carrying me there and then he got into bed with me. I reach over and put my hand down on the bed expecting him to be there but I was disappointed when my hand hit the bed. Well he could just be up early or he had to do something, I think as I pick up my phone to check the time. 7:30! Bret would never get up that early even for school! I get up and put running shorts and a t-shirt on, then head down stairs to look for him. He was nowhere down stairs so I head back upstairs to ask Austin if he has seen him. I’m about to open his door when I hear yelling, “It’s not safe for here? Jeez Bret what are you doing!” he pauses, “Running away from it like everything else! No Bret don’t, don’t you dare hang up on me!” I hear a small crash and then him mutter, “Shit.”

I run to my room to grab running shoes, I need to get out of here now! I run down the stairs and out the front door, I sprint all the way down the street until I reach the main road and slow to a jog. I run for what feels like forever, I finally stop when I reach a small park and lay down under a big tree to get some shade. I close my eyes and just lay there enjoying the silence and peace.

“Excuse me? Are you ok?” My eyes fly open. “Oh I’m sorry for scaring you but you just look so sad.” The extremely attractive guy says.

“I’m fine I just needed fresh air.” I smile weakly at him.

“Well you don’t look fine” he states while taking a seat next to me, “I’m Spencer.” He says with the most perfect smile on him beautiful lips.

“I’m June. Nice to meet you.” I extend my hand and he shakes it.

“So how can it be that I’ve never seen you around here before?” He asks .

“I just moved here and school is kinda taking over.”

“Oh I remember high school it was a joke.” He says while chuckling.

“Remember school? How old are you exactly.” I ask a little taken back.

“19, I graduated last year.” He says while writing something on a piece of paper.

“Yum an older boy, how great!” I say jokingly while standing up.

“Older, wiser, and more experienced.” He says with a husky voice moving closer to me. He moves his arm around me and slips the piece of paper into the back pocket of my shorts. “Don’t forget to call me, beautiful.” He says while tapping my butt where the note sits. I giggle and start jogging away from him.

When I finally get back home it’s almost 12:30, wow that was a long run. I head to the kitchen to get water when I see a note on the table.

Gone out to look for Bret. Call me when you get this!

-Austin.

I grab a water and head to my room to get my phone. When I finally had my phone I had 6 missed calls, 3 from Austin, 1 from my parents, and 2 from Dillon, and 2 voicemails. I roll my eyes and call Austin, it rings once and he picks up.

“Where the hell have you been!” He yells into the phone.

“Well hi to you too and I went for a run. Ok?”

“Sorry, I’m just stressed. I don’t need to lose two people.” He pauses, “Ah shot, I will call you back later got to deal with some stuff.” With that he hangs up.

I click on the voicemails and listen to the first one, which is from my mom. “Hey honey we miss you so much and just wanted to tell you we are coming home a week early! We will be home tomorrow; we just miss you too much! Bye Sweetie.”

I click on the second voicemail and hold my breath. “Hey loser, I just wanted to let you know that I mean what I said yesterday. I do care for you just not in a relationship way, and I’m so sorry I blew up on you. Please call me back!” Ya right.

I fall back onto Bret’s bed and start to read a magazine when the bed room door flies open to an angry looking Bret. He looks at me and sighs; he walks to the bed and picks me up, then slowly sets me down on the other side of the bed. He climbs into the bed and closes his eyes. I sit in complete silence for a while until I build up the strength to talk.

“Bret?” I whisper, “Bret.” I say little louder. When I don’t get an answer I move closer to him and cuddle up to him. He moves his arm and it looks like he’s going to push me away but instead he pulls me closer, so I wrap an arm around his torso. I still feel so far from him so I wrap one of my legs up into his while he rubs circles into my arm.

“June, what are you doing?”

“I need to get closer to you, you feel so far away.” He chuckles and kisses my forehead.

“I will never be too far June. Just remember that.”

“Where did you go today?”

“I needed to be alone and I also wanted to get this.” He pulls out a bag of weed and flashes me a wicked grin. “Want to smoke with me.”

I was in complete shock, I’ve always wanted to try weed but I was too scared. But today is different I’m not scared at all. So I nod my head.

We smoke one joint together, while talking about life. I love the way weed made me feel but I promised I would never smoke it again.

“I want to go skinny dipping.” I blurt out. Bret gives me a questioning look but nobs him head and we both run out the door.

We both strip down to nothing before Bret decides to pick me up and toss me into the pool before he jumps. This ended up being a terrible idea because the pool was freezing, I swim over to Bret and he pulls me to him.

“It’s freezing! I need out!” I laugh while pulling away from him. We are both back in his room with towels wrapped around our bodies.

“I call the first shower!” Bret yells.

“No! I’m freezing! Let’s just take one together!” I beg.

“Fine, but we have to put bathing suits on so I’m not too tempted.” He say will wiggling his eye brows.

We get in the shower and I decide to make the water super cold while he’s washing his hair. Right when I do it he turns me around and rips my top off.

“Hey give it back!” I giggle while covering my chest.

“You have to jump for it if you want it.” He gives me a smile and a wink. I act like I’m about to jump but instead I bend down and pull him shorts down. He drops my top and I quickly pull it back on, while he’s glaring at me.

“You shouldn’t have done that.” He says while taking a step closer to me, trapping me.

He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him so he won’t drop me. He moves me into the water and turns it on cold, I squeal from the cold. He then turns the water off with a smile while still holding me; we just stare into each other’s eyes. I see his eye’s flash to my lips and then back up to my eyes, so I do the only thing I can think of and lean forward to kiss him. I peak his lips softly and pull away while he moans, I giggle and lean in to kiss him again but this time for a longer kiss. When our lips met everything else goes blank, while our lips fight for dominance. He walks out of the bathroom and into his room where he pushes me up against a wall, without breaking the kiss. His tongue pushes up against my lips and I slowly let him in while we quickly deepen the kiss. A moan escapes my lips which only seem to make him go wilder and soon enough we are both lying on his bed making out and letting our hands roam everywhere.

I pull away breathless, “We need to stop.” I can see the hurt in his eyes. “No not like that! You are an amazing kisser and you’re probably great at other things too but I’m just not ready.”

He nods and pulls me close, “I have forever to wait.” And with that we both fall asleep.