JAMES.We arrive in front of my apartment and I unbuckle my seatbelt, removing my hand from Elizabeth’s thigh before turning to her. She’s staring ahead as she slowly undoes her seatbelt, her eyes scanning the sight in front of her with her lips slowly parted.I just watch her do that for a while, unable to keep the grin off my face. I can’t stop smiling tonight. It feels like everything is falling right back into place. After what feels like a fucking eternity, she’s finally letting me in again.When she takes too long to remove that belt and I’m getting too fucking impatient, I growl and lean forward, ripping the belt off her. That catches her attention, and she stares at me with wide eyes as I move her off her seat. "James!" She shrieks as I pull her on my lap, right on my crotch. I’m sure she can feel the growing length in my pants as she slides against it. Her mouth hangs, and she drops her hands on my shoulders. I rest one hand on her waist and lift the other to push back the str
ELIZABETH.James is still asleep when I wake up. I can’t help the smile on my face as I shift on his arm. My head is on his right arm to keep me to him, and I assume it must have been like that throughout the entire night.I had zero knowledge of what was going on anymore after he fucked me in this bed last night. The desperation and intensity at which he took me both shook me and exhausted me, and I fell right to sleep in his arms only seconds after. I didn’t even wake a single time throughout the entire night, and the first sight I saw when I opened my eyes was his gorgeous face.He’s right here with me. Last night wasn’t a dream or a fragment of my imagination. It was real; I had decided to let myself be selfish and have him again. The soreness between my legs is more than enough proof for it, along with the warmth that spread through my entire body.I haven’t felt at peace for so long. But right now, next to James, and staring at his face; I don’t think I could be at more peace. Th
JAMES.I watch as Elizabeth enters the bathroom, and I let out a sigh as I fall back on the bed, pulling the pillow behind me.We were making progress. She won’t be running away from this any longer and that’s the best news I’ve heard since she left. The morning couldn’t possibly get any better with her embracing what we have once again—until her mom called. She reacted the same way she did every time I tried to come close before last night. I might have felt a brief moment of sadness because of it, but it’s alright. We can take this step by step. What’s important is that she’s slowly letting me in right now, and if she doesn’t want her mom to know about that for now; then I’m fine by it. As long as she stops pushing me away and choosing other boys over me, then I can handle everything else."Hey." I smile when I hear the bathroom door open again. Liz walks out, still very naked, and my eyes go down her body, momentarily distracted by the work of art that’s her lines and curves before
ELIZABETH."And where the hell do you think you’re coming from, young lady?" My body jerks back at the stern voice that booms across the room. When I lift my head, Miley is standing in the middle of the room with her brows furrowed, her hip cocked out and one hand resting on it."What are you doing?" I utter carefully as I walk further inside with suspicious eyes, studying her. She keeps on the harsh facade for about two minutes before she straightens and lets out a laugh. "How was that? Good enough of an impression for a concerned and furious mother?"I roll my eyes and drag my feet forward, taking very small, gentle steps because if I attempt to move any faster, I’ll certainly wince."Seriously, though. Where did you go? Did something happen on your date? So not like you to—wait, why are you walking like that?" I’ve barely made it past Miley when she asks and I purse my lips as I meet her eyes, praying she doesn’t catch on. "Like that?"“I don’t know. You are…” she frowns and steps b
ELIZABETH."Hey—wow." James' eyes widen the more they go lower down my body and he leans away from the wall, the playful smile that rested on his lips when I opened the door disappearing. "Jesus, Liz." He mouths as he drags his eyes back up. I’m surprised they haven’t fallen out of their sockets with how big they’ve gotten, and the reaction makes my heart swell with pride. "I knew I told you to dress pretty, but I didn’t say to murder me before we even get the date started." He hisses as he walks in, shoving me back inside."Do you like it?" I ask when he shuts the door behind him and James gazes at me like he can’t believe I’m asking those words. "Do I—do I like it?" He repeats with a slight stutter. "Baby, I fucking love it!" His hand reaches out to me and I let my body follow when he yanks me to him, his hand going around my waist. "It’s so fucking beautiful. You’re so fucking beautiful."I’m in a corset dress with my hair held back in a ponytail and a pair of black high heels on my
ELIZABETH."James." I chuckle as I stare at him on his knees, and he smiles before motioning to the box. "What do you think? You like it?"I nod as I stare back at the plastic ring in the box. "I thought you lost it. You told me you did.""I did. But I found it later and it just completely skipped my mind to tell you. I was digging through my stuff when I remembered." He explains, and I nod."Do you still have yours?" I look back at him when he asks and I shake my head, a frown pulling at my lips. "I don’t. I lost it a while ago." And I remember feeling so down about it. We bought rings when we were young. It was a childish thing, and I don’t think we even knew what we were doing when we made vows that we had zero meanings to. I remember I got angry when James told me he lost his a few weeks later while playing with some girl from his neighborhood; it was the first big fight we had since the beginning of our friendship and I almost even stopped speaking to him altogether. Because of th
ELIZABETH. "James…" I place two knocks on his door and turn the knob to enter, only to stop at the sight of the familiar position in front of me. With slightly widened eyes, I’m quick to turn my head away, "Oh God. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. I thought—" "Who the fuck is that? Who is she?" The angry mutters halts my words and I let out a sigh with a hang of my head. This would have been a very awkward situation but when you’re used to your best friend fucking around and seeing a different girl with him every other week; it really doesn’t come as a shock. "Calm down blondie. That’s my best friend you’re referring to." I hear James mutter and there’s shuffling of sheets and exchange of words before I hear James speak again. "Okay, you can turn back now Lizzie." With a nod and a first tiny peek to make sure it’s safe, I finally turn around to the sight of an angry looking blonde on James' bed. She holds the big blanket to her chest, covering her exposed skin as she shoots dagger
ELIZABETH. “So you coming to the party later tonight?” I shut my locker and turn to James leaning against the next with a small smile on his face. “Where did you even come out from?” I giggle and he steps closer, leaving only a tiny space between our faces. “You know I’ll find you wherever you go darling. “ he winks before leaning backward and I ignore the tingles those annoyingly reassuring words make me feel. “You wouldn’t last a second without me. “ I reply to his earlier question with an intent to ignore his prior words and he smiles even wider as he moves to my side and throws his hand over my shoulder; a habit he’s quite fond of. “You’re gonna have a nice time. ““You say that every time then ditch me as soon as we get there. “ I hiss, slapping his hand off my shoulder and he pouts, rubbing the spot before he speaks, “That’s not true. I look after you all the time. ““You only come looking for me when you need help with a girl. “ I glare at him and he shakes his head. He sud