Hard To Get.™

Chapter 17 - First Time.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, but nodded anyways. His body relaxed and uncovered my mouth.

“I thought you wanted us to be together…” I trailed off.

He looked me deep into my eyes, something that could make me do anything, “I do. But some…things have come up. I just don’t want to rush into a relationship right now.” He explained.

“What came up?” I ask curiously.

He leaned down and kissed my lips lightly, “Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about.” He smiled.

I nodded my head under him in understanding. He leaned down and kissed me again, but with more force. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist.

I pulled away to breath but he wasn’t done. He kissed from my lips, to my jawline, to the sweet spot on my neck, causing me to moan.

I started grinding my hips into his, causing him to groan out in pleasure. He stopped kissing me, and look up at me.

“You can’t do that and expect me not to get hard.” He pouted.

I grinded my hips into his again, earning a moan from him, “I’m sorry, does that turn you on?” I asked innocently.

“Yeah, it does.”

“You can have me y’know.” I whispered seductively.

He immediately lunged forward, reconnecting our lips. I let my hands travel down his torso. I played with the hem of his shirt before lifting it off of him.

He kissed down my neck, to the middle of my chest. He kissed to the right of my boob, gently sucking on it.

He kept doing this, until eventually I was left in my panties, and him only in his boxers. He started kissing down my stomach, but stopped when he got to my pantie line.

He looked up for permission and I nodded, saying ‘go ahead.’

He slowly pulled my underwear down, and threw them in the pile with the rest of our clothes. I was fully exposed to him now.

He reached into the drawer next to my bed, and pulled out a silver packet. He pulled his pants down and my eyes got wider than two soccer balls.

Ladies. He is definitely not small!

He placed the condom onto himself, and leaned down to kiss me again.

Today, I lose my virginity.

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2 Days Later. Dance competition.

I found the nearest rest room and changed into my dance outfit. The boys wore something similar, but they had grey sweats, pink top, and pink high-top nike’s. It took alot of convincing to get them into the whole pink thing, but you know me!

Out of the two sets we had to do, the group routine was first.

The groups that went ahead of us were really great. They made me feel weak, their routines were unbelievable and the judges were giving them 7 & 8’s. That’s pretty good.

We we’re called up 5th. We ran to the dance mat and began our group routine. (A/N: Pretend Destiny is the girl you see at the beginning. & The other girl is a guy. LMFAO!)

As we stood in our finishing positions, we were awarded with a standing ovation. Including 2 of the 3 judges!

9.
10.
8.

Those are the best scores so far! Trey and I just have to wing this couples dance.

We went backstage to cool off and have water drinks. Trey was sitting alone, so I decided to join him.

“Hey.” I said as I sat next to him.

He must have been in deep thought because he immediately snapped out of it, “Hey.”

“You alright?” I ask with concern.

“Yeah…Never better.” He replies with a fake smile.

“I can see through that fake smile. What’s wrong? You’ve been acting weird ever since we….” I trailed off.

He sighed, “It’s nothing, just have a lot on my mind.”

“Why can’t you just tell me?” I asked, getting annoyed.

“Why can’t you understand? I don’t want to talk about it.” He snapped.

I stood up, “You know what? When you decide you want to stop being a little bitch’ and tell me, talk to me then.”

- – – –

Trey and I just finished our couples routine. His dick’ head ass’ just blew it for us, he wasn’t focused. He kept messing up steps, but hopefully the judges don’t notice.

8.
9.
8.

Not too bad. Could have been better. We ran off the stage and back to the crew. Craig was the first one to approach us.

“What the hell’ was that?!” He spat.

“Don’t yell at me. Yell at Sir Doofus who couldn’t seem to get his steps right.” I pointed at Trey.

He just shook his head and walked away.

“What’s up with you two? You were fine after the first performance.” He spoke calmly.

“He’s been hiding something and I was getting annoyed because he wouldn’t tell me. So we kinda got into it…”

Craig groaned and face palmed, “Dee, he has alot going on right now.”

“Oh. My. Gosh. I don’t get why nobody can tell me what the fuck’ he is hiding! Unless he’s about to die, I don’t get what’s so important.” I yelled, causing heads to turn in our direction.

Craig dragged me into a secluded corner where no one was, “He doesn’t want to hurt you.”

I let out a sarcastic laugh, “Everytime he says he doesn’t want to hurt me, he ends up doing exactly that! If he really wanted to avoid hurting me, he would tell me straight up instead of waiting!”

“Just trust me, Dee. He needs time to clear his head.” He reasoned.

“Yeah, that’s why I told him when he stops being a bitch’ he can come to me.” I shrugged.

“Ugh! You’re so stubborn.” He laughed.

“Get used to it!”

- – – –

We ended up winning first place that night! I should have been happy, jumping all over the place. But I couldn’t bring myself to do that because something has me thinking hard,

Trey’s hiding something.

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Hmm, what do you think he’s hiding?! Sooo, sadly this story is coming to an end. DON’T KILL ME! Probably within the next 2 chapters it’s going to be ending. BUT if you want a SEQUEL there’s gotta be lots of requests, so start requesting that when the story ends, or…NO SEQUEL! :)