Liam I don’t get why Tate has been funny with me, she’s decided not to message me back after she was so damn flippant at the end of the ball game. Jeez, she really needs to chill out. So what if I’m not going over to watch a movie tonight, only I have needs and the leggy brunette, by the way whose name is Elkie was just there. You know what I mean? It’s not as if Tate and I don’t watch enough movies together or hang out an awful lot. We’re practically glued to each other but damn, I have to get her out of my head. She’s filling up my entire brain space, I can’t think of anything else. The distraction with Elkie is what I need. I reckon that will sort me out. My hormones must be raging and getting laid will definitely sort me out. I hope. Because I sure can’t keep going on thinking like this about Tate. I had to do everything in my power not to think of her during the ball game and it was seriously hard work to keep my eyes off her, and those legs of hers encased in her ultra-tight j
Tate “You think Tammy will be alright? I mean she seemed so herself at the ball game?” Lilly asks me as I lay on my bed with my knees bent and lean against my scatter pillows. My favourite is a cream heart one with the words LOVE embroidered on it. Liam gifted me it to me when I was fifteen and we were in New England with our folks on a holiday. It was the perfect time. The water, sailing, eating ice creams and not having a care in the world other than making sure we kept getting our grades. It was a summer of summers. Beautiful weather, our folks made barbeques in the yard of the rental house, a blue one with white window frames. Honestly, it was like a doll’s house it was so pretty. “I have no idea to be honest, Lilly.” I turn my head to the right so I can look at her as I talk. Lilly is frowning like she’s deep in thought. Her head rests on the footboard of my bed. We’re laying toe-to-toe, her hands are in her lap her thumbs going round in circles. Lilly does this when she’s worri
LiamI’m in a shitty mood, I didn’t expect for Tate to be such a bitch when we were at the ball game. I have no idea what has got into her lately but she’s just acting weird around me. We need to talk, there’s clearly something going on with her.Fuck, there’s something going on with me too, especially the way I’m thinking about her constantly. Elkie is waiting for me to pick her up. I organized for us to go to Dannie’s Diner then onto the Maple Bar for some drinks and watch the live band. To be honest I just want to get laid. This is the worst part having to take the girl out, schmooze with her, watch her fawn all over me and all just to get it on. That’s why I kind of like Debs, she didn’t want much she was straight up. No strings attached, but Elkie is a different girl.Turns out she is one of the cheerleaders, funny I never really paid much attention to them. They all come across as bunnies, all talk about nails, hair and that kind of shit. Unlike Tate, who would rather talk about
Tate I laid awake most of the evening and now I feel like total shit. The thought of Liam being with that girl made me feel literally sick to my stomach. I tossed and turned, read the same page of my book at least three times and in the end just put it away. What was the point? Sometimes, I wonder if I should just come out and tell him and get it over and done with. Maybe he likes me the same way and he’s too scared to say anything. Neither one of us would want to risk our friendship. Only I know the way he sleeps around and dates lots of different girls, that Liam just doesn’t see me like this. It’s nine and he’s coming over in an hour, I should at least haul my sorry ass out of bed and see if Nina has made breakfast. My stomach is making weird noises clearly telling me it wants to be fed. Only, I still feel nauseous knowing that Liam would have been with that leggy girl from the game, the way she was fawning all over him, made me want to slap her. It’s not like I’m not used to se
Tate I am flustered as you can well imagine. Does he have any idea what he is doing to me? Probably not, his eyes are now closed. I’m desperate to ask him about last night. It’s sick right? I want to know about that girl and at the same time I don’t want to hear about it. Is this what it’s like for girls when their boyfriend has cheated on them? They want to know all about the other girl. “So what do you want to do today?” I ask Liam as I gather up a pair of black jeans and a grey Rolling Stones tee, my favorite. I need to brush my teeth and fix my hair. I look an absolute mess. Why it’s bothering me today is beyond me, it’s not like Liam hasn’t seen me with bedhead ever before. Only now for the most bizarre reason it matters. Shit. I hope I’m not trying in any way to make him notice me as anything other than my bestie. He opens his eyes languidly, they look straight at me. Our gaze locks for a few seconds, it’s intense I have to look away. The bathroom, that’s where I need to go.
Liam Cool. I’m glad we’re heading for the movies. The last thing I want to do is be stuck inside and cooped up all day. I am restless, you know I guess it’s because we’ve got a big game coming up next week and then prom. I couldn’t be asked to organize a date to be perfectly honest. The girls I usually see to satisfy my needs are not the type of girl I want hanging off my arm at prom for all those pictures and one of the highlights of the end of school. No fucking way, man. When Tate said she’d be my prom date I could have turned round and kissed her. In fact, I had to do everything to stop myself. My heart melted right there and then when she said yes. Besides, who else really would I go with. She is my best friend, we always used to play prom king and queen. Sure, we were only kids something like seven or eight years of age. We’d dress up, I’d wear a cape my mother had bought for me for some Halloween outing, it was black lined with red and Tate would wear one of her mother’s small
TateIt’s brilliant. I absolutely love this movie and Liam and I haven’t been out to a proper cinema in ages. Usually we hang at his house or mine. Downstairs my father had a full screening cinema room put in. You can sit easily twenty people in there. Because dad is well connected within the movie business he knows a lot of celebrities and we’re often able to get premieres early. It’s a huge perk of being my dad’s daughter. My favorite movie I watched so far has got to be Maverick. God, I absolutely love that film and Tom Cruise. Anything with his name stamped on it and they’ve definitely got me.So, back to Lennie at the counter. I’ve have to admit it really irked me the way she was giving puppy eyes to Liam. I wanted to wipe the smile right off her face. She knows who he is, and I bet she’d love to be dating him. Only Liam doesn’t date. To be honest, it’s already bad enough when I know he’s out shagging some girl senseless just for his sex fix. I swear he’s going to be a man-whore.
Liam I don’t want to run out on Tate but I kind of have to. I have a gym session followed by practice. I won’t be done until much later this evening. We have organized that tomorrow I will hook up with her instead. She wants to hang with Tammy and Lilly tonight. “Don’t worry about it, honestly Liam. It’ll be good for me to hang with the girls. We can be all nerdy and read books, chat about guys and you know the dreaded prom.” “We’ve got you covered now, girl.” I say and notice how she blushes. Man, it is fucking adorable. This girl is starting to kill me. “Thanks for coming to the movies with me, it was huge fun. I absolutely loved it.” Tate gushed as we came out of the cinema. I helped her into the truck, personally it was just an excuse to touch her again. Do you think it’s wrong that I am feeling this way about her? I have no idea but it kind of feels weird to me. The worst thing is that she only sees me as her bestie and now the thought of her leaving me to go to Paris or Texas
Epilogue – Liam I reflect on the summer holidays as I stand in the four-bed house, Tate’s dad got her here in Austin, TX. It’s hot and humid as I watch my girl running around between the kitchen and the boxes in the large, open space lounge. And by large, I mean like seriously fucking BIG. “Are you just going to stand there and watch me like a perv, or you going to come and help me unpack?” Man, is Tate excited or what? We arrived last night, her dad laid on the jet for us, the boxes were already shipped out from our homes last week and the cleaning support came in yesterday morning. There isn’t anything for us to do but unpack. Are we ready for college? Who knows, all I want to do is fuck my girl and play football. It’s exciting for sure. My high school coach spoke to the coach and the manager of the Longhorns here in Austin and I am in. I can’t believe how smoothly it went, Cali said they would have me anytime if things didn’t work out and for State, the manager has already emai
Tate “You did what?” I am completely shocked, it’s out of this world shocked and yet my heart feels like it is going to burst with happiness. “I told my mom that I’m going to transfer to Texas.” He says it like it’s no big deal, but it is a huge fucking big deal. His future for Cali is set, it’s in place. He’ll play college football then go on to play for the State. “Liam, I can’t let you do that. No fucking way.” He is laying on my bed with his arms behind his head, his electric blue eyes drinking me in as I pace my bedroom running my hands through my hair that is hanging down around my shoulders. Wow. This is like, can you imagine the biggest thing that happens to you? Well this is it. “Baby, trust me. I can do exactly what I want.” His mouth is upturned, and I can tell by the way his eyes look and his huge black pupils right now that he has got other things on his mind than what his future holds. “Why don’t I get the impression you think this is a big deal?” I place my hand
Liam I can’t wait to see my girl tonight. My dad is away with her father on business, they’ve got a new deal going through right now. How my mom manages with him being away so much is unfathomable because already I do not want to be away from Tate. And since I don’t want her dreams to be ruined, that and I do not want to have to face her dad if Tate does something rash, like changing out Uni. I have come to a decision. I’ll make some calls, speak to my folks and then I can let Tate in on it. For sure she will be over the moon, and I am hoping that this can work out for us. Being in love with Tate all these years and finally being with her is a dream come true. My body aches not being right next to her now after four days together, I miss her. Jeez, I miss her like crazy and yet she is only across the road. You guys think I’m some kind of sap, right? I can live with that. In all honestly, I don’t rightly care, all I care about is holding her in my arms again later. Being out in the
Tate We have had the most romantic and adventurous four days in Mexico. The city itself was bustling and throngs of tourists were milling around, I was glad by the end of the day when we finally got back to our cabana and had hot sex out on the deck. I am hoping his detail had the courtesy to not be watching. Liam didn’t seem put off at all, as he gave me orgasm after orgasm. We’ve just arrived back home, and I am not going to lie, I am tired. We’ve been up most nights watching movies, having hot sex, eating late night snacks, laying in bed being lazy until nine, reading, talking, and hanging out. My folks have got our trip to Texas booked and I am most definitely not looking forward to going now. I’ve gotten so close to Liam that just the thought of being separated from him is giving me anxiety. I actually feel sick in my stomach, hugely sick like I’m going to vomit, and my stomach is literally in knots. I’m betting he is feeling the same way. When his driver dropped us off and
Tate The way he kisses me sends nice shivers throughout my body, he certainly knows what he is doing, it’s like heaven as I allow my eyes to close to feel him getting closer to my aching flower. I swear it is so swollen I just want him to get inside me, I don’t want to wait I just need to feel him moving with me.I lift my hips to feel his mouth as he runs his tongue along my slit, “keep going, that feels sooo good.” I tell him as I push his head down further between my legs. I can feel as he moans into me, I squeeze my legs around his head but not enough to suffocate him. Could you imagine, I wonder how many guys have been clamped down on a girl’s clit before. I snigger.He lifts his head. “What are you laughing, not my tongue action I hope?” He winks and I place a hand over my mouth to stifle my laughter.“No, not at all. Just keep going. I was thinking about how many guys have been nearly suffocated between girls’ legs.” He grins wickedly before he lowers himself again and slides
Liam The way she looks this morning, her hair sprawled out against the pillows, her flushed cheeks, and the faint smile on her lips as she is still asleep fills my heart up. I get such a rush it takes me by complete surprise. If this is what love really feels like, I damn well wish I’d confessed how I felt to her before. She looks so peaceful, like an angel. I stroke her hair and press my lips to her head not wanting to wake her. As much as my dick wants to wake her up right now and feel her tight pussy gripping it, I have to restrain myself. Tate needs her sleep she always has. Unlike me, I can stay awake til two a.m and still get up for my morning run at five before a full day of school, practice, and the gym. It’s just become routine and I’m good with routine because even though I come from a good family, I could just as easily be a bad boy and get up to all sorts of shit that wouldn’t stand me in good stead. Practice and routine are my allies. Tate on the other hand has always
TateI’m so happy just being here in Liam’s arms, a romantic movie on and all snuggled up. My heart beats so fast because I want him again so badly only, I am a little sore. Instead, he pulls me in tighter, kisses the top of my head and scrolls through his phone.I’ve only been here to Mexico a couple of times before and my folks were with me, so being here with Liam will be a whole new experience and to explore with him. “Do you have anything in mind for tomorrow?” I ask him not taking my eyes from the large tv screen not that I don’t want to look at Liam, I mean he is simply gorgeous like male model gorgeous, but I am engrossed in my all-time favorite movie.“We could go out on the boat and go diving? Or we can go into Mexico City and look around the markets, get something to eat. What do you prefer?” “Oo, I don’t know both sound good. Why don’t we go to the city first then come back and cook something together. We’ve not done that since we were about fifteen doing our cooking pro
Liam “It’s outside, let’s eat some dessert, baby.” I sure am pleased that our waiter delivered them to the door because I am starving, I could eat a horse right now. And I do want my energy for later, only I am guessing that Tate is kinda sore right now and that we ought to wait until tomorrow or at least until the morning. She looks radiant is the best way to describe her right now, her face is glowing, and her smile is enigmatic, she lights up the room. “Brilliant, I’m so hungry. What did you order for dessert?” She asks as she takes a seat on the two-seater sofa in the living space, wearing just my football jersey that comes to mid-thigh. Tate looks damn sexy in it. “Strawberry cream cake with dark chocolate drizzle. You?” I bring the dessert bag in and place it on the marble island in the kitchen area and open the bag careful not to ruin our desserts. “Chocolate mocha cake.” “Your favorite, I should have guessed.” I open the cutlery draw and take out two dessert forks and
Tate “I can’t wait anymore. Please Liam, I’m begging you, let me feel you inside me.” I rake my hands through his jet-black hair and bring his mouth crashing down on mine. My tongue fills his mouth, and our tongues dance a dance I’ve played over and over in my head. Wondering what it would be like to kiss him, to feel his tongue in my mouth. “Okay baby, if you’re sure.” “I’m sure.” My breath catches as he slides his fingers out and leans over to the side table and opens the draw. I hear him fumbling around and watch as he puts the condom packet in his mouth and tears off the edge. “I’m on the pill.” I tell him. He strokes my face, so soft as he caresses my cheek. “It’s best to be extra careful, baby. I don’t want us to have an accident. We have our whole lives to think about and our time will come but not right now.” He makes me swoon; our time will come. He is serious, he wants to be with me forever and to have kids with me one day. My dreams are all going to come true, and I jus