Wanted You More

Bethany is top in her class, head-strong, and basically you're definition of a perfect girl but she has no intention of trying to be like every other girl and try to get Harry, the popular, good looking, soccer star, to like her...in fact, she doesn't really like him. But when Bethany is assigned to help Harry get his grades up and he realizes that Bethany is different than everyone else, will Bethany cave into giving Harry a chance or will she continue to stick to her idea that he is a spoiled, stuck up ass?

Includes sex, drugs, alcohol, self harm references/actions, and cursing.

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45. Deep Shit

 

When I got home, I showered and put on pajamas and pulled out my homework. As soon as I had it all out, I called Liam so he could keep me concentrated on it.

“Hey babe.” Liam said after only half a ring. I smiled and shook my head. “How was work?”

“It was shit but…oh well.” Liam laughed heartily, making me smile. “How was your afternoon without me?”

“It was alright. I went out with Harry and Zayn for a bit but…other than that nothing happened.”

“What’d you three do?”

“We went to the courts to play some basketball.”

“Oh…fun.”

“You alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine…why?” I questioned as I started working on my algebra.

“You sound…distracted almost.” I giggled and rolled my eyes.

“I’m working on some homework. I figured you’d be able to keep me concentrated on it.”

“Is it working?”

“Yeah, sort of.”

“Just sort of?”

“Yeah…I mean…if I could find a calculator, it’d be going a lot better.”

“What’s the problem?”

“It’s too long to read out.”

“I’m on my way.” Liam said. I heard footsteps and keys jingling in the background.

“Liam…”

“No, I’m on my way.” Liam said, cutting me off before I could protest. I sighed and tossed my phone onto the bed. I had a feeling this could end either really well, or really badly…

About fifteen minutes later, Liam was sitting on my bed helping me with algebra work. He was half sitting behind me and I was half laying on him. His warmth radiated onto me, making me feel a hell of a lot warmer than I needed to be with him in the room.

The thing is Liam and I never did anything too much. I mean, I was still a virgin. He wasn’t, but I was. I was too scared to do anything. I didn’t want him to think I was bad at it or something. But the warmer and warmer I got, it made me want to start stripping off my clothes but I knew that wouldn’t end well.

“…so after that, the answer is seven point three…Bethany, are you even listening to me?” Liam questioned. I snapped my head from my thoughts and looked at him.

“Yeah, it’s just really hot in here.” I said slowly. Liam smirked and leaned over and kissed me. I don’t know what took over me, but I pushed my books off the bed, creating a loud thump. I pushed Liam into my bed and crawled on top of him, kissing his heavily.

“This probably isn’t helping the hotness of the room…” Liam pointed out between kisses. I tried to say something, but it only came out in mumbles. I didn’t even bother to repeat it.

His warm hands ran up my sides, under my shirt. He slowly slid it off my body. I was nervous, but I was sick of being afraid so I was going to try and do something…anything. His warm hands wrapped around my waist, holding me tight to him. His lips slowly started travelling down my neck, leaving little bruises and love bites. The slight sucking made me moan, but when he hit my sweet spot, I had to bite my lip to contain making any noise louder than my soft moans.

I was about to pull off Liam’s shirt, when his phone started ringing. We both groaned and I rolled off him. I reached for my shirt and pulled it back on.

“Hello?’ He asked in his raspy voice. “Yeah mom…I’ll be home in twenty minutes…okay…love you too mum…bye.” He hung up the phone and looked at me with sad eyes. “We can continue this another day, correct?” I smiled and nodded.

“Yeah…we can. How about tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow sounds perfect.” Liam whispered leaning in to kiss me again. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning for school.” I nodded as Liam got up to leave. I waved to him as he walked out than fell back on my bed. I was just getting myself into deeper shit…wasn’t I? 

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