I can’t believe it. Alaina, my Lainey, the love of my life is moving, all because of Katie’s boyfriend’s job. This is so unfair. Why does he have to be in the Marine’s? If he had a different job or if the troops weren’t stationed everywhere then she would be staying here with me. Alaina has been in my life ever since we were born and I don’t think I can take being separated from her. We’re literally so close that we can’t stay apart for at least a day. When we were born, our mothers would have us sleep in the same crib together until we were old enough to have cribs of our own. But that didn’t really work out. Even though our cribs were right next to each other, I would always climb out of my crib and try to climb up Alaina’s just so I can be next to her.
She would also do the same thing. Soon after our mother’s put us back in the same crib together so we don’t get hurt from climbing and just to make us happy. By the time we were 1 and were able to walk, we would hold hands and never left each other’s side. Everyone thought it was adorable. The only time we were separated was when we started kindergarten and let me tell you that was the worst thing we’ve ever been through. Our mothers made a recommendation for the two us to be in the same class but the school couldn’t seem to fit us both in together. On the first day of school, I remember we cried eyes out when we found out that we weren’t in the same class and our mothers had to take us into our classrooms separately.
The only time we were able to be together was when our classes played outside and when we got home from school. Then we had to do it all over again until the weekend. Thankfully we got better with being separated once we got older and our mothers were relieved. Now that Alaina and I are teenagers, we’re kind of starting to go back to our old phase but the way we feel about each other now is way different than it was back when we were little. Every time I’m with her now, I would get butterflies in my stomach and I feel happy. I even get tempted to kiss her but I keep pulling back because she has a boyfriend right now. I may have a thing with Kendall but we’re not really relationship status yet so it won’t really count as cheating if I kiss some other girl, like Alaina for example.
Even though I don’t like the guy Alaina is with but I still don’t want to ruin their relationship so that’s why I try my best to not kiss her. But it’s hard to because her lips are so kissable and I don’t know if it’s just me but her lips always taste like strawberries. They’re like my drug that I crave more and more each time I kiss her. I have to admit that she’s the best kisser out of all the girls that I dated in the past. Alaina hasn’t really kissed a lot of boys but still. Every time we kiss she knows what she’s doing and that’s what I love. Whenever I’m not with Alaina, I can never stop thinking about her like her smile, her laugh, her eyes, and most importantly…her body. I don’t a lot of guys see it but to me she has the most perfect body. She’s not fat or too skinny, she’s just a normal weight and she has a nice curvy ass. It’s not as curvy like Kendall’s is but she still has a nice one.
Okay stop talking about how you crave her. Think about something else.
I sigh and fix my position on my bed. I can’t think about anything else, all I’m thinking about is Alaina. God, I’m so bored. After Alaina went home after the snow day a few days ago, all I did was sit in my room and watch TV -I'm also doing the same thing right now since today is Friday, school is done for the week, and I don't have any homework-. My mum and Gemma went out dress shopping for my birthday party and they invited me to come but I politely declined. I wasn’t in the mood to sit at Macy’s for 4 hours watching my 20-year-old sister and my mother try on dresses.
It’s not only boring, I just hate when they ask for my opinions when I honestly don’t care. I also don’t like it when guys in the store look at Gemma and compliment her like she’s some sex object. Yes, my sister is really beautiful but the way guys look and flirt with her makes me want to throw up. She doesn’t seem to mind it but I do. No one should be talking to or about my sister in sexual way. They should admire her for who she is, not just for her how “hot” she is. Ugh, men these days.
I know I shouldn’t worry about her but that’s part of my job of being the youngest; protect my older sister at all costs. So yeah, while they went out shopping, I stayed home and stayed in my room watching TV since I had nothing else to do. But I immediately got entertained when Kendall called me. We talked for hours and when I finally had enough I had to lie to her that I had another call. She talks too much but I like her at the same time.
What are you doing? You love Alaina. Stop thinking about that slut!
I quickly snap out of it and try to focus on Alaina. Sigh. We can’t even manage to stay apart for at least a day so I don’t know how I’m going to manage to be away from her when she’s over 2,000 miles away. We’re probably going to have to Skype a lot and call each other a lot. It’s going to be hard to be away from my best friend but I guess I’m going to have to deal with it.
Hopefully Shane’s troop stations back here again for a while so I can actually see Alaina again but if that doesn’t happen I’m going to try to get into college in California. But that depends if she’s still going to be living there. Ugh. Having your best friend move away is harder than I thought. But she’s leaving in 4 months so we have a lot of time to spend a lot of time together. I even have time to tell her how I really feel about her but not too much time. She knows I like her but what she doesn’t know is that I love her.
I’ve been trying to tell her that for years but I can’t seem to get those words out. If I was able to tell her to be my girlfriend then I should be able to tell her those 3 words. Well, to be honest telling someone that you love them is scary because who knows if they feel the same about you or not? I’m not saying this but I can tell Alaina is in love with me too but at the same time I feel like she isn’t.
Just suck it up Harry and tell her. Stop being a wuss!
You know what, my mind is right. I need to stop being a wuss and actually tell her how I really feel. I don’t care that she has a boyfriend; I’m going to tell her. I don’t know when though but I have to before it’s too late.
I can’t believe today is actually Friday, like how did the week go by so fast? It feels like yesterday I was asked out by Josh and now today I’m actually going on the date with him. When school ended for the day, I had to decline Harry’s offer on taking me home so I can decide on what to wear for this date. When I got home, I did all of my homework and took a shower so I didn’t smell like school. Right now, I just got out of the shower and I’m standing in my closet in my bra and panties trying to figure out what to wear. I’m not sure if I should dress casual or comfortably because I don’t know where Josh is taking me exactly.
I tried to ask him today but he said, “It’s a surprise”. Yes he’s one of those boys that keep their first date a secret. I usually don’t like that but for some reason I find it cute when Josh does it. I continue to look in my closet for some outfits and then I finally decide on wearing black leather skinny jeans, a white tank top, and a black leather jacket. Then, I go into the bathroom and start doing my hair and makeup. Once I was done, I take a look at myself in the mirror and I have to admit I actually look pretty good. I don’t look too sexy or overdressed.
Suddenly, the doorbell rings and my heart pounds out of my chest. I check the time and it’s 5:55. Wow, he’s 5 minutes early. I put on my black suede ankle boots and grab my phone before walking down the stairs carefully. I open the door and a smile appears on my face when I see Josh standing in front of me with a bouquet of roses. I have to admit he looks hot right now. He’s wearing a white buttoned up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and black skinny jeans. His hair is also spiked up like usual.
“Hey,” I smiled as I walked out the door.
“Hey,” he replied, smiling back. “Wow! You look great,”
“Thanks, you do too,”
He thanks me and thanks me before handing me the roses.
“For you my lady,”
“You’re so sweet, thank you. But really you didn’t have to,” I said.
“No I had to. It’s our first date and I wanted to be a gentleman, even though I am one,”
I laugh at his joke and then we walk to his car. I was expecting his black Lamborghini but when we got to his car, I realized that he brought a different one. I look at it for a minute and I can tell that it’s black like his Lamborghini but I can’t seem to recognize the type of car it is. It’s probably a Porsche or something. I don’t know I’m not good with cars.
“You like my new car?” he asked.
“Yeah I love it,” I said.
“Thanks. It’s a Fisker Karma,” he replied.
“Wow! This looks so expensive,”
He laughs and leads me over to the front seat.
“It was but that’s okay because my parent’s have a lot of money anyways,”
He opens the front door for me and I thank him before sitting down in my seat. Wow, the seats are quite comfortable and like usual, it’s clean and smells like fresh lemons. Josh gets into his seat and then soon we were off to wherever we’re going.
“So…can you tell me where we’re going?” I asked him.
He looks at me with a smile on his face and turns back to face the road.
“I was going to take you to the most expensive restaurant in Atlantic City but they’re booked tonight so my parents thought it would be better if I brought you over to my house instead,”
My eyes widen as I feel my stomach churn with nervousness. I haven’t been going out with him for that long and he already wants me to meet his parents? Doesn’t that usually happen when you’re with the person for more than 6 months? I guess it doesn’t in Josh’s book. But seriously, I can’t meet his parents looking like this. From what he told me, his father owns a car company and I feel like if I show up not looking like I come from a rich family, they might not let me back in their house again. If he told me earlier I would have dressed a little nicer but too late for that now.
“What? I can’t meet your parents looking like this!” I exclaimed.
“You look fine. My parents are not those kind of rich people that judge others,” Josh said. “I promise they’ll like you, my mom especially,”
“You sure?” I asked.
“I’m positive,” he replied and takes my hand, planting a kiss on my knuckles.
I silently sigh with relief. Okay, this is probably not going to go too bad. Well, I hope it doesn’t. During the ride to his house, Josh and I were talking non-stop. We even jammed to Drake on the radio and he was surprised to see that I know a lot of Drake’s music. Usually a lot of girls like me don’t listen to rap but I do sometimes. After an hour and a half or so we finally arrive at his place. Josh stops in front of the huge gate, rolls down his window, and puts in the code to unlock the gate. They slowly open and then he drives down the long driveway. When his house came to view, my mouth drops. It’s huge! It literally almost looks like a castle but a little smaller.
Josh parks the car in the garage and then we go inside his huge house. He introduces me to some of his housekeepers before leading me into the dining room where his parents were waiting for us. The dining room is beautiful too; it has a huge crystal chandelier hanging on the ceiling, a long table with leather chairs is stretched out in the room and on the table it’s already filled with food placed on fine china. Just like we expected, Josh’s parents were sitting in the room sipping champagne, talking amongst themselves. I take one look at them and I have to admit that they look like they have a huge age gap. His mother looks like she’s about 30 and his father looks like he’s about in his mid-forties. Suddenly Josh clears his throat, getting their attention and they look up at us with a smile.
“Mother…Dad,” he said.
“Joshua you arrived,” his mom said.
“Of course I did, Mother,” he said.
“And I see you brought your date with you,”
“I did. Mom, Dad, this is Alaina and Alaina this is my mom Elizabeth and my father Bruce,”
I smile and politely shake their hands.
“Hello, it’s nice to meet you both,”
“You too, Alaina. Joshua has told us all about you,” Elizabeth said.
“Mother….” Josh said, trailing off.
“Oh sorry,” she chuckled. “Well why don’t you two sit down and start eating,”
Josh pulls out a chair for me and I immediately thank him before sitting down on the comfortable leather seat. I literally feel like I’m in royalty here. I wish this were my house. After he helped me push my chair in he sits down beside me before grabbing his plate and starts putting food on it. I do the same but I kind of have trouble on picking what I should eat first. There’s a lot of food on this table. There’s steak, lobster with melted butter, macaroni and cheese, green beans, risotto…you name it. I finally decide on eating the steak with macaroni and cheese and green beans while Josh takes a lot of the lobster tails.
“Do you care for some wine, Alaina?” Elizabeth asked me as she pours some into Josh’s glass.
“No thank you,” I replied.
“Come on…a little wine won’t hurt. We’re not at the bar,” Josh said.
“She doesn’t have to have it if she doesn’t want to, Joshua,” Bruce said sternly.
Thank you Bruce! I couldn’t have said it better myself. Elizabeth agrees with him and she lets me have some water but fills up my wine glass a little just in case. Dinner went by smoothly, I got to know his parents a little bit and I even told them a little bit about me. I left out my uncle abusing me though. They don’t need to know that. When we finished dinner, the butler comes in with apple pie and vanilla ice cream but I was too full to have some.
“Joshua, why don’t you show Alaina around while we make sure the people in the kitchen are cleaning up,” Elizabeth said.
“Sure,” he smirked.
“Just don’t go into our room or into my office,” Bruce warned.
“Yes sir,” Josh said.
We get up from the table, pushing our chairs in and Josh starts leading me around the house. He first starts with the first floor by showing me the living room, the family room, the kitchen, and the indoor/outdoor pool on the patio. Then he showed me the basement where he plays his video games and watches TV before taking me all the way to the third floor. We’ve been walking around for at least 15 minutes and my legs are getting tired. Like, this house is ginormous! If I was living here I would probably get lost a few times since it’s so big. When we got up to the third floor after climbing the long ass spiral carpeted stairs, he starts leading me down the long hallway. We even peeked in his parent’s room but we made sure not to touch anything. After that, he takes me down a little further until we reached the end of the hall.
“Is this your room?” I asked.
“It sure is,” he replied.
He opens the door and I have to admit it’s a pretty decent size room. The walls are painted blue, his bed has a red comforter, and a huge plasma screen is hanging up on the wall. He also has a few posters of some bands that I’ve heard of, like; Bon Jovi, AC/DC, and Aerosmith along with a small sitting area. God, I wish my room were this big. I look around the room and it’s completely spotless. I guess the maids clean in each room every day. That must be a hard job.
“Wow this is a nice room,” I said.
“Thanks,” he said and sits down on the side of his bed. “Here, sit down,”
I hesitate for a minute but I slowly walk over to him and sit down on his bed. Just as I sat down, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. It was either Harry or my mom asking me how the date is going. I decide not to look because I’m here with Josh now and I don’t want him to suspect anything.
“So…did you have fun?” he asked.
“Yes I did. And dinner was great,” I replied.
“I know. The butlers make great food,”
“I wish my house had something like that,”
“Well after tonight, you can come over here as many times as you want and you and I can enjoy having freshly home cooked meals,” he smirked.
“I like that,” I smirked back.
“That’s good.... now why don’t we continue where we left off on Monday,”
I nod and then he slowly leans in, pressing his lips against mine. Right away I kiss him back and he quickly deepens it by adding his tongue into my mouth. I grunt, trying to tell him that I don’t want that but he doesn’t seem to listen, he just shoves his tongue into my mouth forcefully as he puts his hand on my thigh, rubbing it gently. Okay, this weird. The last time we made out, he was pretty gentle but tonight he’s going pretty rough and I don’t like it. Before I knew it, I was laying my back vertically on his bed with him hovering over me while we…. I mean he continued to kiss me roughly. When it seemed like forever, he finally breaks the kiss and I try to catch my breath from the long session. Suddenly, Josh sits up a little but keeps me pinned down.
“W-What are you doing?” I asked.
“Taking my shirt off,” he replied.
He quickly unbuttons it and pulls it off, revealing his 6-pack abs, before throwing it on the floor. What the hell is he doing? Before I had the chance to ask again, he crashes his lips to mine again, kissing me roughly. I squirm a little, trying to break the kiss so I can breath but he just keeps me pinned to the bed while kissing me and forcing his tongue into mouth. He runs his hand up my leg before going up to my jacket. He lifts me up a little and takes it off, throwing it onto the floor where his shirt is.
His eyes darken with lust as he reveals the swells of my breasts and he starts kissing down my neck, biting on the skin harshly, leaving a mark, before doing the same to my breasts. Right away, my heart starts pounding in my chest and my stomach begins to churn with nervousness. I grunt again, trying to squirm out of his grasp but he just continues to pin down to the bed while running his hand up my shirt. Is he seriously trying to do this with me again? Why is he trying to rush things between us? I mean, we haven’t gone out for that long and yet he wants to get into my pants already. What the hell?
“Josh…no,” I whispered.
“Why not?” he asked while continuing to kiss my chest.
“Because I don’t want to…I’m not ready,”
He chuckles and shakes his head.
“Just shut up and enjoy it,”
Before I had the chance to tell him no again, he shuts me up by kissing me, but a lot rougher this time. I feel him take off my shirt and my heart starts pounding rapidly in my chest. I whimper and squirm underneath him, trying to break free from him but he once again doesn’t let me. I finally break free from the kiss to catch my breath again and Josh immediately starts going down my neck again
“Josh…stop!” I mumbled.
“Shut up!” he said.
“No! Stop! Please!” I whispered, squirming some more.
“Bitch…stop moving!” he said sharply while holding me down.
I feel like I’m on the verge of tears. Why is he doing this to me? What have I done to deserve this? I thought we were just going to have a nice dinner and then he was going to take me home so I can sleep in my own bed. But I thought wrong. I’m about to get forced to have sex with a guy that I haven’t gone out with for very long against my will.
“Josh, I’m serious stop!” I whimpered.
I lift my hands up trying to push him off but he grabs them roughly and pins them against the bed, squeezing them.
“Didn’t I tell you not to move?” he hissed.
“Didn’t I tell you to stop?” I shot back.
His eyes darken with anger and right then his hand slap me across the face. I feel it start to burn against my cheek and tears start flowing out of my eyes. Then I start to realize that Harry was right about this guy. Why didn’t I listen to him? Why?
“Don’t talk back to me. You’re in my house and you will have sex with me whether you want to or not,”
“No!” I replied sharply.
I manage to lift my foot up and I kick him right in the groin. He groans in pain, falling off me and lands on the bed. Thankfully I still have my heels on. Without hesitating I get up from the bed, quickly putting on my shirt and jacket, and then I start sprinting down the hall. I don’t care that I have heels on; I want to get out of here. Away from him. Fuck Josh, I want Harry.
“Alaina! Get back here!” Josh shouted.
I hear him running behind me but I don’t bother looking back. I make it down the stairs without slipping and I quickly open the front door, sprinting out into the night. I run down the long driveway and found a shortcut out off his property. I finally look back and I screech when I saw him still following me. He’s not that far behind so I have to run fast. While I continue to run, I grab my phone out of my pocket and call the only person that I trust most: Harry. It rings and rings and I begin to start panicking. Come on Harry, answer! After the 4th ring he finally picks up.
“Hey what’s up how was your-“
“Harry! You have to help me!” I cried, cutting him off.
“What’s wrong? What happened?” he asked.
“I’m running away from Josh and he’s chasing after me! Please come get me!” I replied.
“Okay, where are you?”
I tell him where I am at and then he said that he would be there in a few minutes. Thank god. I hang up and put my phone back into my pocket while continuing to run. Josh is not that far behind me and I’m praying that he gives up. But he wouldn’t. This kid just keeps running while shouting any name he can think of at me. I wonder if people on his street can hear and are wondering what is going on. I’ve been running for about 15 minutes now and I’m starting to get cramps in the sides of my stomach. Come on Harry hurry up! When it seemed like forever, I see his Range Rover come to view and he stops near the end of the street. My hero! I sprint over to the car, ignoring the cramps in my stomach and quickly get into the car. Before Josh was able to catch me, I slam the door shut.
“Go! Go!” I demanded.
He nods and then he starts speeding down the street. Thankfully there are no cops out right now. I sigh with relief, trying to catch my breath from running. This is the second time I had to run away from someone and I feel accomplished.
“What happened?” Harry asked as we got onto the road.
“I’ll tell you when we get to your house,” I panted.
“My house? Why don’t I-“
“No! Josh is after me and my house is the first place he’ll look,” I exclaimed. “Take me to your house, please,”
He nods and starts driving down toward his street. We finally arrive at his house and we go inside. I briefly say hi to Anne and Gemma and then Harry and I go upstairs to his bedroom. He shuts the door and we go to sit on his bed.
“Now can you tell me what happened?” Harry asked.
“Okay,” he said.
I sigh and take a few deep breaths before finally managing to speak.
“Well…Josh picked me up and took me to his house for dinner to meet his parents,” I started. “Then, he started showing me around the house before taking me to his room,”
“What else happened? What made you run away?” he asked.
I gulp as I try to hold back the tears.
“We started making out and then before I knew it, I was pinned down on his bed…and he-“
I stop as tears start form in my eyes and I try to hold them back. Harry’s face softens and he starts to rub my back softly.
“It’s okay, I’m right here. Just tell me,” he said softly.
“H-He…He tried…. he tried to rape me! He tried to rape me, Harry!”
“H-He…He tried…. he tried to rape me! He tried to rape me, Harry!” Alaina mumbled and right then she started sobbing.
What the fuck! How dare he touch her! How dare he touch my Lainey! I feel anger begin to build up inside me but I manage to hold it back because I didn’t want to scare Alaina. I’ll freak out some other time. I immediately pull Alaina up into my lap and I hold her tight as she cries into my chest. I warned her that this guy wasn’t right for her. I told her that he was going to hurt her but she didn’t listen. I’m pissed! No, not at Alaina, I’m pissed at Josh! I may be upset with Alaina for not listening to me but still, I can’t believe he would actually do something like this to a sweet, beautiful, caring girl. I can’t believe he do this to any girl. Did his parents not teach him how to respect a girl? I’m sure they didn’t since they’re so busy with their fucking car company.
“Baby, it’s okay. You’re okay,” I said and kiss the top of her head.
“It was horrible, Harry,” she cried. “You were right about him. I should have listened to you! This was all my fault,”
“Shhh, it’s okay don’t blame yourself,” I exclaimed to her softly.
She sniffles and wipes her nose along the back of her hand before nuzzling back into my chest.
“I don’t want to see him anymore,” she mumbled.
She starts sobbing after I said that and I hold her even closer. I hate seeing her like this. Whenever she cries, I feel like I want to cry too.
“Don’t cry anymore, please. You’re here with me, you’re safe,” I exclaimed.
I feel her nod against my chest and I continue to hold her until she finally calmed down. I softly kiss the top of her head again and then I let her get up so she can change. I do the same and we get into my bed. Just as I pulled her into my arms, she immediately falls asleep. I take one look at her and I notice that made some marks on her neck and her chest. Ugh, that asshole. I’m seriously going to make him pay! He hurt a beautiful girl and I hope he regrets it once I kick his ass. I sigh and softly kiss the top of her head again.
“I love you, Alaina,” I whispered.
Yes, I meant what I said. I don’t care if she heard it or not, I just wanted to let her know how I really feel about her.
I know, Alaina and Harry have a lot of sleepovers but that's what best friends do you know. :)
Just to let you know, I imagine Stella Hudgens as Alaina. I know her sister Vanessa is on the banner but I couldn't find any good photos of Stella so I used Vanessa for the cover instead. I imagine Alaina looking like how Stella looked in the LifeTime movie "16 and Missing". If you haven't seen it before you should watch it. She plays the main character's best friend. She's not in it much but she still did a good job.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter please review.
Next chapter is going to be their birthday party!!!! YAY!!!!