I squeezed his hand a little tighter. Sighing lightly I moved from from my damp patch of yellow-green grass rolling over. The muscles in his stomach clenched for a moment, not expecting my head and arm around it. They relaxed and he pulled his arms around my back and held me close breathing deeply.
"Me too."
I couldn't help but smile. Bill hadn't seemed such a romantic that I've found he was. He had called just yesterday when I was about to give up on him --though my day dreams weren't as willing --telling me to meet him in the park. I strategically planned out a nice outfit making me look amazing if I do say so myself. I walked through the park a bit, without finding him. But a classic red picnic blanket caught my eye. I spun around to my right and there he was. Setting up plates and pulling a plethera of food from a basket. Far too much food for soley two people. He gave me a nervous smile. I waved to him in reply and made my way over to him. I couldn't help but wonder how many american ramnces he had to watch before coming up with this idea. It was truly the most sappy date I'd ever been on. And I..... Loved it. Truly such a nice change from all these football players trying to play me. This was different. This was sincere. Like he said to me, "Ich leibe dies." (I love this). Well, that just makes one more thing that we had in common. Eventually I fell back into the field looking up and watching the clouds float by. I was stuffed from too many servings of cheese and crackers. He lie down next to me doing the sane AND appreciating it. We chatted dreamily about our favourite bands and about how his brother and he had started a band. They hoped to go on tour someday. I hadn't exactly decided that I wanted to be a musician but I had decided that if life boiled down to my simple desire for singing I would love to tour.
"Well, um if you like music, maybe you could come to our band practice this friday?"
Well, that sounds really fun of course. Just I don't know if I could get away with that one. I mean I'm not even supposed to be here with you right now remember?"
See, when I told my parents my plans with Mr. Bill Kaulitz I got a lifeling lecture about things that were suitable for me. Like I had expected, they were not thirlled that I had a date with a German waiter. Steafene created the genious plan. I was staying the night at her house tonight. Her mom was in favour of my date so she confirmed our "plans" to my mom. The past two days all taht I've really learned is that the people I surround myself with watch far too many movies. I looked over at Bill. His lips, eyes and eyebrows were composed into the most pitiful puppy-dog face I'd ever seen.
"Pwease?"
"Haha! awh!" I rolled so that my body lay half over his and hugged him tightly.
"Turn that frown upside down mister! be happy Bill.... please? I'll try and come to your band practice I promiss!"
He just chuckled and hugged me back.
"I know I've said this about 20 times, but I am really glad you came today Marissa." He didn't loosen hsi grip.
"Me too." Pure butterflies. I had absolutly fallen for him. And fast.
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*Later that night*
"Tell me all about it!!!" She screeched full volume in my face throwing the door open and pulling my arm visciously towards he room. She ran and jumped on her bed pulling me down next to her, eyes wide with anticipation.
"Steaf, calm down will you please?"
"I can't calm down! You went on a date with a very attractive German boy!"
I almost fell over. Everytime I thought about my far too perfectrandezevous I felt faint. It didn't even feel real to me.
"Did I?" Wow, I was dazed.
"uh, yeah you did... But what you haven't yet done is tell me what happened on your date with the attractive German boy!" She was frustrated with my dizzyness but also amused at teh same time.
"Bill, you mean..."
"Yeah, that's waht I said, RISSA! Tell me what happened!!!"
"Girl... Fill in the blanks. It was a date. What happens on dates? We had food, and we talked. That's it." I smiled at her knowingly. I wasn't going to give in. She just sighed and sat next to me claiming defeat for now.
"Fine. If you're not going to tell me now, then I'll get it out of you later..."
I laughed at ehr threat unphased because I knew there was no real bitterness in her about it.
We spent the rest of the night talking about boys and watching movies. Go traditionals sleepovers!
"Now, that's the kind of boy I want to marry right there!" She said pointing at the male character on teh screen wooing Mandy Moore.
"I can see why he likes this movie" I said mockingly towards her. There was a new student in our school whom she had a bit of a crush on named Bill. (Ironic I know.) But she somehow weasled it out of him that "A Walk to Remeber" is his favourite movie. I kept trying to encourage that she ask him out because then we could double date or something. The thought made me smile. I got butterflies once more that day.
"You need to ask him out Steaf. Please? It'd be good for you..."
"I just don't think I can... After Erik... Well you know. I'm having trouble trusting many other people. Especially boys that make me feel so... infatuated."
"I know, but just because one boy lied to you don't hold it against another that could make you happy." I wanted so badly for her to forget about him. Erik was a friend of mine that I introduced to her. He was so perfect at first, especially for her. But then they became drinkers together. He wasn't the nicest person and he even cheated on her. But they were both drinking so heavily to self medicate it made the whole thing so much worse. Now I don't talk to him hardly ever and I'm still trying to get her to stop drinking. A few tears started to fall down her face. I hated how he still affected our lives like this. A fun evening turned dark once again.
"I'll go kick his ass again Steaf it'll be fine."
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*Weeks later*
"I'm sorry. I don't know how this happened." Bill said apologetically looking around at the large mass of people crammed into his house. Somehow one of the guys called some of his friends to come out after their practice and things just kinda got out of hand. Steaf was there but I had no idea where she was.
Bill noticed I was acting kinda frantic. Half listening to what he was saying. I'd become such a mother to that girl I swear.
"You can stop looking around for her. I'm sure she's fine. It's a party, loosen up a bit."
"Yeah, I guess your right."
"Why wouldn't I be? Aren't I always right?"
"Oh really? Ok mister smarty pants. What am I thinking about right now?"
"You have to concentrate on it really hard, and I'll get it." I closed my eyes and focused really hard on about ten different things at once. Just to throw him off in the off chance that he could truly read my mind. I felt the heat of his breath on my face for a split second before his lips were touching mine ever so softly. I couldn't help but smile. He really could read my mind. I felt his arms slide around my back and pulle me in tightly. It wasn't enough. I slid my tounge towards his without a complaint from him. Within seconds everything progressed intensly. I didn't realize how heavy our breathing was until a sound sadly interrupted us.
"Ahem..." It was Bill's brother Tom standing akwardly not knowing what to do half looking away.
"Tom, not... not cool. What is it?" Bill said rather impatiently unwraping his arms leaving me chilled and quite light headed. He turned to his side and put his arm around my waist.
"Well, I just thougth that you should know... your friend is leaving with some guy. She seemed pretty trashed."
"Fuck really?" Bill and I ran outside just intime to see Her get in the passenger side of a car and drive off.
"Fuck! Tom. Did you see who it was?"
"No, sorry I coudln't see his face and I didn't recognize him from anywhere."
"Hey, I can take you home early and you can go to her house to wait for her. Maybe she just got tired and got a ride home." Bill offered trying to calm me down.
"Yeah, lets hope at least..." Bill was nice enough to drive me to Steafene's house, my second home so that I could check up on her or at least wait for her to get home safe. She wasn't there so I just let myself in. Normally Bill would have just driven home like a gentlemen but he apparently really needed to "use the little boys room". I went up to Steaf's room and sat on her bed and tried calling her phone a few times. But she never picked up so I left her a voicmail so that she wouldn't be alarmed to see me at her house.
I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder and sit next to me. I shifted adjusting to the new state of the bed with fresh weight on it. I turned and Bill was smiling sweetly at me. I returned the gesture. I was overwhelmer with how overly cute my boyfriend was that I couldn't help but kiss him. He was teasing me like a bitch. He chuckled at my frustration.
"You asshole!" I said jokingly and pushed him. "I will win this..." I tackled him to the bed forcing my mouth on his. I cycled my kissing from his mouth, to his jaw, to his neck. I could feel myself starting to lose control quickly. I'd wanted him for a while now and he was my boyfriend I should be able to be physical just for one night right? I leaned up and ripped my shirt off and crashed back down to him.
"Woah, babe..."
I cleared my throat and spoke directly into his ear, "Yes?" I went back to my trail of kisses on his skin.
"Well, um, don't you want to think about this for a second? You don't think you're moving things too fast? I thought girls were usually pretty reserved about this sort of thing...."
"What's there to think about? I want you, I know you want me..."
"Yeah, but it's been-"
"Will you stop talking?" And he did. He also stopped resisting and let his body do all the talking. Our mouths were lost in each others'. He ran his fingers through my hair and down my back feeling the contuers and heat. The remaining cloathes carefully peeled off of our bodies. When he realized that this was really happening his aggressive nature showed through with no regrets. He lifted me up and tossed me to the opposite side of the bed and climbed on top of me. He grabbed my waist tightly and forced his way through without hesitating. Instant euphoria. His fingers traced my skin as he rocked back and forth making me whimper quietly. He leaned down and held me tighter pushing deeper. I could feel him bite my neck gently, the vibrations of his moaning reverberated off my chest. I tried to hold in my moans incase someone happened to be in the hosue but couldn't control it. His rythm was making me go crazy. His silky black hair was moving back and forth like a fan from my heavy breathing.
"Bill... oh yes!" He pushed through deeper.
"Marissa." He said sweetly into my ear. He pushed in harder. The blood rushed away from my head quickly and the pleasure intensified. He groaned thrusting as fast as his body would allow him. I peaked screaming and dug my nails into his back, shuttering. It was absolutly insane.
He pulled out and fell back trying to catch his breath and pulled his hair back out of his eyes. He looked at me and smiled.
"Today couldn't have gotten any better."
"No. It really couldn't have."
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*The next morning*
The sound of the squeaky door handle woke me up early. The sun was in my eyes and the shadow of someone in the way of the yellow rays headed towards my face caught my attention.
"In my bed?!?! REALLY?!" She screeched angrily. Bill woke gasping and I popped my eyes open. Steafene was standing at the foot of the bed with her red hair tossed messily in her face but somehow it still looked good. She looked exhausted with bags under her eyes which were all red. It looked like she had been crying a good portion of the night. There was a brunette boy standing in the doorway holding her heels not knowing what to do with himself. He looked like he was about to flee from the akward situation at any second.
"Wait, you went with Bill last night? That's who you left with from the party?!" I finally recognized him from our English class 6th period as the boy she had a crush on.
"I went with Bill last night?! You and Bill fucked last night in my bed!" She crossed her arms and was glaring at the two of us disgusted but there was a hint of pride in there for me.
"Um... I was at my house last night." William said in almost a whisper. He looked like he wished he hadn't spoken after he did.
"Name's Bill... Hey." Bill said to William to clear his confusion after Steafene and I said nothing.
"Oh. Ok... well Steaf, if you don't mind. I'm gonna go wait on the couch since this doesn't really involve, me." He backed out of the door not waiting for a reply of approval from anyone. He was probably so glad to leave. If I wasn't but ass naked I would've followed him out there.
"I can't belive you... Why are you even here?"
"Well... If you must know your drunken ass went off last night to whore about with some boy you just met and I was worried so I came back here an-"
"And had sex in my bed... You're missing the point. You know I'm a germaphobe! I can barely fuck in my bed comftorably!"
"Steaf, I really am sorry things just happened. But maybe if you stopped drinking this shit wouldn't happen."
"Listen, you don't even know what happened last night. I didn't "whore about" with William. He's a nice guy who actually wanted to make sure I was safe for once. He's one person I know who didn't take advantage of a crying girl who was completely wasted because she's fucking miserable must I add? Just... Get dressed and get out. Now I need to clean before I can even go to bed which I desperately need. Thank you for that." She just pointed at the door and stared at us hard.
"Fine. Were gone. Sorry." Finally Bill spoke up looking for some sort of closure. She stormed out of the room muttering what sounded like a list of cleaning supplies to herself. We composed ourselved enough to be presented in public and headed downstairs feeling guilty. She was just sitting on the couch flipping through the tv channels angrily barely even looking at what was on. William was sitting on the another couch a few feet away from her looking scared still. He caught my eye than quickly looked away.
"Bye Rissa. I love you, but don't call me for a while." I didn't reply. "Bye!"
All I could do was walk out the door and hope that she calmed down. It was a very long drive home.
