Basically this chapter is one that I had planned for a while, so I knew this was coming, I just didn't know I'd end up writing it the way I did. I just put the warning in the title because for some of you it may come across as quite inappropriate and offensive. I dunno, I just don't want to get any backlash for it. There won't be very many chapters like this, however I do have some ones that I will write (one of them coming up fairly soon), that will contain material like this, but I'll pop a warning in the title so you're all prepared!
So if you find anything sexual offensive, then I guess this chapter isn't for you. None of you may find this inappropriate at all, but I just wanted to be safe :P
I grab my bags and take a confident stride towards the front door. Mum has been sat in the car waiting for me for about 5 minutes now, but being the anxiety-ridden control freak that I am, I had to do another sweep of the house to make sure I didn't leave anything behind.
"Vienna can we talk about this, please?"
Vincent grabs my shoulder, and I quickly shove him off. I haven't managed to talk to my brother about him dating the girl who's sister is literally my arch nemesis. I don't know what to say to him really. Knowing Vince his girlfriends don't really last for long, so they should break up by Christmas.
Within a matter of minutes I've completely blanked my brother and jumped into the car. It's a fair drive to Henry's house, and the suspense is killing me. Henry's been texting me ever since I told him I was getting dressed and his texts are now consisting of the same,
"Are you here yet?"
"Babe, I can't see you! :("
"I nearly screamed when I saw a car drive past the house...please hurry!"
Minutes and minutes tick by until I know the area we're in now, and I can feel my heart beating so hard I feel as though I may throw up. This excitement is equally met by a sense of dread. All I seem to do is worry about Madison. Ever since the 'incident' at the restaurant on my birthday, I haven't been able to stop worrying about it. I know deep down Henry wouldn't have dated someone like her in the past, but my condition makes me worry as if it's my career. Like I studied for years to take up a full time job in worrying, when that's the complete opposite. I spent two years studying towards my one goal in life, and that's to be an actress. The only reason I chose to take up this job with Sunderland is because I care so much about the club. I can't help but think it would've been best for me to stay, with Henry, and Megan, and the whole family. Then none of these stupid trips to the hospital would have happened, and I wouldn't be worrying about my boyfriend's potential past with some stupid skank who's got a bad reputation.
My fingers keep drumming against the window to try and keep my mind off of seeing my boyfriend for the first time in a month.
"Vienna I know you're excited." Mum chuckles, "But that noise is really winding me up."
"Sorry! Is there no way you can go a bit quicker?" I plead.
"Well I don't particular want to be arrested for speeding in a neighbourhood, so that would be a no. We're practically here now anyway, just around this corner and we're there." She explains, "So calm down!"
I groan in excitement as we turn the corner onto Henry's road. Annoyingly his house is right at the end, and the wait is driving me insane. I count along the houses until we reach number 38, and I undo my seatbelt.
"Hold on, you." Mum grabs me by the arm and pulls up outside number 40, Henry's house, "At least give me a chance to park the car."
"Mum I'm literally going to jump out of this car, please just let me go!" I groan.
"Alright just hang on. Have you got all your stuff with you? Pyjamas? Toothbrush and toothpaste?"
"Yes, yes they're all in my bag. Just pick me up tomorrow at midday ish. Okay thanks bye!" I jump out of the car and skip up to the front door.
I drop Henry a quick text to let him know I'm here, and the overwhelming noise of feet galloping down stairs confirms my belief that he's seen my message. Henry's outline can be seen against the window in the centre of the door, and within a few seconds he appears in front of my face. His slim frame is covered in a pair of black skinny jeans, and a navy blue jumper with the noticeable Jack Wills logo stitched on in bright red. He looks immaculate. I've never seen him look so good.
"Hey!" I chirp, "I was just wondering if my boyfriend was around? I haven't seen him in about a month and I really need to snog his face off."
"Oh wow, I dunno. Give me a second I'll try and find him." Henry smiles, walking away from the door and into his living room.
"You absolute imbecile get back here!" I giggle, "I meant that you know, about snogging your face off. Come here you."
I immediately grab Henry by the jumper and attach my lips to his. Butterflies begin to swarm around in my stomach, and when Henry's large hands grasp the sides of my waist, I can't help but squeal. He's aged by one year but you would think that he's aged in sexual experience as well. I've never seen him act like this before - but I fucking love it.
"Fuck I've missed you so much babe." He groans, as we end our snogging session with a long awaited embrace.
"You've all I've been thinking about ever since I left last month."
"Can you think about me inside? It's absolutely freezing." He chuckles, gently tugging me inside his house, "My parents aren't in. I wanted it to just be us two."
Henry leads me into his living room where all the lights have been dimmed. The lights are illuminating off the small chandelier in the living room and it looks like a disco ball, it's so cute. Sat on top of the small mahogany table in the centre of the ivory coloured carpet, are two plates, knives, forks, and glasses.
"What are those for?" I curiously ask, dropping my bag down in the doorway to investigate.
"Oh yeah, "He nervously laughs, "I erm, ordered Dominoes. Your usual."
"You ordered pizza for us?!" I place a gentle hand on my chest as my adorable boyfriend fixes his hair slightly, a shy smirk appearing in the corners of his mouth.
"Takeaway pizza beats any posh restaurant, don't you think?" Henry grins, "Anyway, you can put your things in my room if you want. You know where it is."
Without saying a single word I grab my bag and head upstairs, taking the first door on the left to get to Henry's room. The doorbell rings, and I'm guessing the pizza has arrived. I take this as the opportunity to change my shirt into something comfier. By that I don't mean something sexual, just something a hell of a lot comfier. He should be a while now that the pizza's arrived, so I guess this is my only opportunity.
It's not that I don't feel comfortable with my body in front of Henry...no forget that I completely do. I hate the way I look. I still don't know what he sees in me, and how he finds me so 'beautiful' as he calls me. Due to the age gap we haven't engaged in anything sexual so I've always kept my body to myself, and I guess it's become a habit. Henry's always tried to sneak a little look if I'm changing, but I'm always quick to make sure that doesn't last.
My tight fitting blouse is thrown onto the bed, and I reach for my Sunderland shirt at the bottom of my bag.
"You weren't going to change were you?..."Henry whispers into my ear, his arms slinking around my partly bare torso.
"Henry you scared the shit out of me." I stutter, as a whole new feeling washes over my body, "W-what are you...what are you d-d-doing?"
Henry's large hands pull me around to face him, and his eyes rake down my body. No guy has ever shown such an interest in me like this, it's so weird. His hands make their way down my spine and cause goosebumps to build up. I shudder under his touch that causes him to pull the most adorable face. I've never seen him ravish in having this sort of 'dominant' role in our relationship. Of course I allow him to be a 'lad', but I always made it clear to him that I was never going to let him have total control. It's just my character. He was completely fine with that, and if anything, I think he loved me even more for it.
But I've never seen him want to be so in control before. It's so fucking hot.
"You're so beautiful." He emphasises, moving his hands to my cheeks as he takes my face in his hands, "Why don't you believe me?"
"I...I don't know, I just-"
"Well you are, and I want you to know that I love you so much. Nothing or anyone will ever compare to you." He caresses my cheeks so tenderly, the corners of my mouth begin to turn into a smile.
"...When did you start to like me babe?" I ask, my hands placing themselves flat on Henry's chest, "Like when did you really start to get feelings for me?"
"Do you remember when you got elected as House Captain back at school? Then you did your little acceptance speech to the house?"
Back when I was in Year 11 and Secondary School, the chance came where I could run as the Captain of our House. Our school had four houses all together, and I definitely wasn't going to go down without a fight. There were two other guys in the running for the position, but I managed to get a staggering 80% of the vote and spent my last year at school wearing a bright red badge so everyone knew who I was.
"Oh lord don't remind me, I was so nervous!" I cringe, burying my face against Henry's shoulder.
"You just stood up there and said thank you I think about 100 times, " He laughs, " then you said how hard you would work to make our house the best it could be. I dunno I just couldn't take my eyes off you. You were so god damn adorable."
"That was over two years ago."
As I had been elected as the Captain, it was one of my duties to learn pretty much everyone's name in the school and get to know them on a personal level. I had to go to every year group weekly and carry out my other duties, and Henry would always be staring at me from across the room. Every single time I spoke to him he'd be all nervous and stumble over this words. I found him so adorable so we just struck up a friendship.
"Yeah, I liked you for a while before I asked you out." He nervously chuckles, "I thought you didn't like me for a while though, so it was sort of an on going battle to build up the guts to ask you to be my girlfriend."
"Well I'm so happy you did." I smile, and Henry and I engross ourselves in another deep kiss once again.
My arms swing around Henry's neck gladly, and I suddenly feel a gentle amount of pressure against my naked torso, causing me to stagger back slightly. This soon becomes deliberate, and I gasp as I collapse onto Henry's bed. He's stood above me, a wide grin on his face. My heart is pounding in my chest which is causing me to breath so heavily, I'm convinced the next door neighbours can hear me. I watch in complete awe as Henry removes his jumper, tossing it to one side.
He has a six-pack.
Henry has a six-pack.
My boyfriend has a six-pack and I'm just finding this out now...
"Wow." I blurt out, "Erm...wow."
"I'm not all that special." He blushes, his overwhelming confidence seeming to have been knocked slightly.
I stare in amazement at my boyfriend's toned body, and he presses himself up the bed. In one fluid motion he lifts my legs off the floor, so that my whole body is lying on his plain, navy blue duvet cover. It's as if I've lost all ability to move my own body, and Henry has full control of me.
"Vienna?" He asks, sliding down onto the bed next to me, "Can I ask you something?"
I try desperately hard to lower my breathing rate as Henry begins to trace his fingertips along my bare arm. I turn to face him and look up into his chocolate coloured eyes who are beaming down at me. Every fibre in my body is pulsing and I get a slight inkling as to what is about to happen.
"Of course." I smile.
"We've not really spoken about, doing it...have we?"
"Sex?...No not really. We agreed to wait until you were old enough."
"Well...I am now." He whispers, his fingers sending shivers down my spine as they begin to stroke my cheek.
"Yeah, I know." I giggle.
My whole body is tingling with excitement and nerves. But to be honest, I don't have a single care in the world. We waited almost 6 months for this to happen, and I can't think of a better time to take this next step with my boyfriend.
"I've heard it's going to hurt. Please if you want to stop at anytime tell me. I don't want to hurt you Vienna."
Henry gets so nervous sometimes, I wish he could just say 'fuck it' and just start the ball rolling. But I know he won't.
So I will.