[Amara's P.O.V]
There were no words in the English dictionary that would describe how I felt right now. Justin was finally free from the gang, there was no reason for me to worry about him getting hurt or possibly killed anymore.
This boy is perfect for me. He's all that I want and we got through SO MANY obstacles together. There's really nothing that I can think of that would match the humongous amount of love that I'm feeling for him. And I know that he feels the same way, he loves me just as much, he cares about me and is protective of me. His existence is like a fucking blessing to me and I'm just so fucking happy right now.
When I broke our kiss, it was like I felt a new version of myself. A version that's free from all the worries that's been clouding my head about him. Now I just loved him purely and he was ALL I ever wanted.
His breath was hot against my face as he looked at me with eyes that held an enormous amount of love and lust. My breath hitched as I felt intense under his stare. I brought my arms around his neck and kissed him again. He brushed his tongue on my bottom lip and I opened my mouth and our tongues crashed against each other. I was running out of breath when he moved his lips and brought them to my neck, licking, kissing and sucking. I unintentionally moaned and heard him groan against my neck. He went lower to my collarbone and continued to kiss me, sending me to a world of different emotions. I then felt like more, I craved for more.
Bringing his lips back to mine, I leaned back on the bed and took him with me that he was now on top of my body. My hands went into his hair as I continued to kiss him fiercely with so much passion and need. I wrapped my legs around his waist and heard him groan once again. I started kissing his jawline and going lower. I licked his neck and he pressed his lower body down against mine to make me feel the great need he had for me. A sensation laced itself between the middle of my legs, throwing me off to a whole different planet.
I was going to take his shirt off when he suddenly moved away from me. He got to his feet and breathed out loudly, running a hand from his face to his hair.
"What's wrong?" I asked and his eyes landed to me again. I couldn't help but travel my eyes lower to the huge bulge in his pants. Seeing this, he blushed cutely and he grabbed a pillow and placed it in front of his pants.
"What are you doing?" I asked, not quite sure why he stopped. It was the first time ever that I wanted to go further with him but he turned me down. Wasn't I sexy enough? I do not understand.
I looked down to my hands and played with the sheets, not really feeling like looking at him right now. A part of me felt embarrassed about the entire situation, how could I think that Justin would want to have sex with me? I'm the girl that was sexually abused by her uncle after all.
Feeling like the room is becoming smaller, I jumped off the bed and walked out of the room, leaving Justin standing inside. I felt tears threatening to fall as I rushed to the bathroom to calm myself down.
Just as I was about to shut the door, Justin placed his palms on the door, preventing me from closing it. Frustratingly, I walked away from him and stood on the other side of the bathroom. Justin walked in and looked at me with worry covering his face. He looked down and swallowed.
"I'm sorry " He apologised and I looked at him, confused why he would apologise.
"Babe I want our first time to be meaningful. Not that I think there would be a time where our sex wouldn't be meaningful, I'm just saying that I want our first time to be special, not just in the heat of the moment." He started walking closer to me "I love you and I want to make love to you. You're really sexy and if I was just another guy, I'd have jumped at the opportunity earlier. But I'm your boyfriend that cares about you so deeply. I want to make sure you're ready before we make any decisions. You mean the world to me and I want literally everything I do with you to be really special and close to your heart."
Could he be anymore perfect? He was seriously my entire fucking life and words don't do justice to describe my love...our love.
I leaned up my toes and kissed him. "I understand baby." I kissed him again and he smiled. "And thank you"
"For what?"
"For just being you."
***
Red blouse?
Totally not!
Little black dress...
Too revealing, why do I even own this?
Jeans and a t-shirt?
Too casual!
Okay sweats and-
What the fuck!?
I groaned loudly as I collapsed on my bed, my head really spinning. My bedroom door opened and Justin walked in.
"You've woken up. Finally, I need major help." I got up from the bed and all Justin was staring at was the clothes that were all over the floor.
"Whoa cakes..."
It's like he didn't know what to say.
"I don't know what to wear!" I wanted to cry. Justin had a look of confusion on his face as he looked at me and to the clothes then back at me.
"But these are all beautiful clothes." He spoke as he picked up one item from the floor that was some blush pink off shoulder top.
"I can't wear just causal...this is my best friend's eighteenth party. I can't wear too formal either because this is not a ballroom dance, I can't wear the party kind of sense because I'm not off to a club! Uhhh This is fucking confusing!" I screamed and Justin blinked at my words, his mouth slightly open as he dropped the top he was holding, looking like he didn't know what to do with himself or what to say.
Suddenly I had an idea "Yes!" He looked taken aback at my sudden enthusiasm "Show me what you're gonna wear. Maybe I'll get some ideas as to what I'll wear." I grinned, super proud of myslef.
"Uh...just jeans and a shirt?"
"I need to call Kate!"
***
Leah's house was barely recognisable. It was turned into a large hall that had cream colored couches on one corner that were surrounding a glass table. Just next to that was a bar type of set up where there were big glass fridges packed with different kind of alcohol and other non-alcoholic drinks. Then there was a food department where I'm sure you could get almost anything. In the middle was a staircase that had decorations of cream and topaz and a hint of red. The entire room was like that. Next to the staircase was a place where all the gifts were put and they were surrounding a big four tiered cake. I stood back admiring the beauty.
On the far left was another set of cream couches surrounding a glass table and then there was a dance floor. People were already dancing to an upbeat song playing. My eyes went up to see a DJ on the upstairs hallway. On the walls of course was pictures of Leah along the years along with inspirational quotes about finally being eighteen. I spotted a picture of the three of us, Kate, Leah and I. I gasped as I realized which picture it was.
Justin saw me and asked what was wrong. I pointed to the photo hung on the wall and he narrowed his eyes before he laughed loudly. It was a picture from the night we had a sleepover here and Leah's brother took a picture of us in bed still sleeping.
"What the fuck!?"
"Exactly what I thought."
"That's just fucking hilarious. How do you guys even sleep?" He teased and I pouted as I rolled my eyes. "This picture shouldn't even be there." I spoke as I noticed some people admiring the artwork and would laugh when they came across it.
"Oh, look who's finally arrived." The culprit to all this suddenly approached. I wanted to roll my eyes because I knew he was the one who suggested this.
"Oh hey Blake!" I faked excitement and I'm sure he saw this as he smirked. "Amara! How's the party? Love the artwork?" There! He said it, I knew it was him.
"Aha! So it was you wasn't it? You're the one who suggested that the picture from the sleepover is put there for everyone to see and to embarrass us."
Blake chuckled a little before looking between Justin and I. Justin seemed confused to the entire situation and I huffed.
"Who's this? Your boyfriend?" Blake asked almost with attitude.
"Uh...babe who's this?" Justin asked and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I introduced him.
"This is Blake, Leah's eleven years old brother."
Justin nodded and was about to say something when I spotted Kate. She helped me with my dress today and it was thanks to her that I looked beautiful.
I wore a black flowy dress with red outlines. It was lace from the sides to the back so my skin was slightly visible. I matched with black stilletoes and my hair was beautifully curled to one side. When Justin saw me, he was totally blown away and starstruck. He told me about a hundred times how beautiful, sexy, gorgeous I looked when we drove here. I couldn't help but smile and he looked hot as well. With his black skinny jeans and a black shirt that was rolled halfway up his arms but still hiding his bandage on his left arm. He had left two buttons undone, revealing the top of his chest. He looked breathtakingly hot.
"Kate you look amazing!" I admired as she walked to us with her cream white tight dress that ended in the middle of her thighs. It was short but not too short. Not to mention the way it hugged her curves perfectly, revealing her perfect small waist. She had on black strap heels and her brunette hair was flowing down her back. Her make up was on point and she looked just overall beautiful. Next to her obviously was Henry Waters who was chewing gum and kept on glancing at his phone to reply to a text, not bothering about what was happening around him.
"You look beautiful as well." I smiled
"Kate you've already told me that when you helped me pick out the outfit."
She chuckled and then her eyes landed to Justin. "Justin! You look nice. You guys really compliment each other so well." I smiled as I glanced up at Justin to find that he was already glancing lovingly at me.
I looked around again and surprisingly, Blake was already gone.
"Let's go get a drink guys." Kate announced and I heard Henry utter 'finally'. As Justin and I were walking behind him, I was glaring daggers at the back of Henry's head.
Justin of course saw this and laughed softly to himself.
This is gonna be a long fucking night.
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