As I felt Ike's lips on mine, my eyes fluttered open. Ike's hand slipped up my shirt. I allowed his fingers to explore over and then under my bra, and between my legs. "Oh, Ike," I moaned softly. I was just about to pull his shirt over his head when I heard a sound below us. Ike heard it too. We both froze.
I gulped, and thought about what the consequences would be if someone found us. Definitely not good for his career. We sat still, holding eachother in the darkness, high up in the tree.
"Did you hear?" we heard a girl's voice say below us.
"Did I hear what?" said another girl's voice. I prayed silently to myself that what they had heard was anything but what Ike and I had been doing up in that tree. What if they heard my moans and the leaves rustling loudly?
"Did you hear about Isaac Hanson?" said the first girl.
"No, what about him?" asked the second. Ike gave me a horrified look that I could just barely make out in the moonlight.
"Michelle told me that her boyfriend saw Ike kissing some girl at a concert. I mean REALLY kissing her, like he was soooo happy to see her or something. I'm pretty sure that it was his girlfriend."
"Oh no!" How could he have a girlfriend?! He's like, only the hottest thing I've ever seen, and now he's taken?! I loved him sooo much! I'm going to kill this girl that stole my man!"
"I know," said the first girl, "I feel the same way! I was saving myself for him!" She sounded like she was going to break down in tears.
"Listen, let's get back," said the second girl, "my parents are going to be sooo mad that we were out this late meeting Dan and Paul."
With that, they left. "Ike," I whispered, "they're going to kill me!"
"Don't worry," he said gently, "they were just exagerrating. They'll get over the loss of my awesome bod sometime."
"Thanks for being so modest Ike," I told him, breaking into a smile.
"It'll be okay Jenn," he said as we climbed out of the tree and began to walk home, "I promise."
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Taylor and I sat on his bed for a while after Ike and Jenn had left for the park. We kissed for a few minutes before I asked Tay to sing me a song. He went into the closet and pulled out a mini keyboard.
"What do you want me to sing?" he asked.
"I don't care," I told him. "Are you sure?" he said, "no requests?"
"Anything Taylor, just sing for me," I urged him on. Finally, Tay launched into 'I Will Come To You,' running his fingers over the keyboard in perfect sequence to the song. The music poured out of him, and his voice harmonized with the melody as it enveloped me in awe.
I closed him eyes and fell backwards softly onto the bed, allowing his voice to entrance me. Before I knew it, the song was over, and I felt Taylor's hot breath on my neck. "Taylor, that was beautiful," I sighed.
"Thank you," he said, slightly blushing.
"There you go with that cute embarrassment thing again," I laughed, "but you know, you shouldn't have to blush in front of me anymore."
Taylor smiled, and I curled a strand of his hair around my finger. "Sorry, but I can't exactly help it," he said.
"I know, that's why it's so adorable!" I told him. He blushed again. "Taylor! You did that on purpose!"
"No I didn't, I can't make myself blush!"
"Okay," I said suspiciously, "but I can't resist you when you're so cute..." I grabbed his shirt and pulled him on top of me giggling.
"Well then," he whispered in my ear, "maybe I should embarrass myself more often, since you find it so charming."
Taylor's lips ran down my face and onto my neck. I pulled his shirt off and soon my shirt followed. He tugged on my bra, and I undid the clasp for him, and he kissed my bare chest. He fumbled with his belt and then pulled his corduroy pants off.
Tay's fingers down my front and to the waist of my shorts and then he tugged those off too. Taylor's hand ran between my legs, and I kissed his chest, then buried my face in his neck as his hands explored my body.
I didn't mean to, but when his hand found it's way inside my underwear, I flinched. "What's wrong?" he asked, without even bothering to hide the hurt on his face.
"Taylor," I said, unable to look him in the eye, "I'm not ready yet, sometime from now I will be, but not now."
Taylor kissed me and whispered in my ear, "Oh, come on, please Alex..." and his hand went down to my underwear again. This time I pushed him off me.
"Taylor, I said no!" He immediately looked apologetic.
I lowered my voice and said firmly, "Tay, I'm not some little slut that you can just bang anytime you feel like it. I don't mind fooling around, but I"m not going to go that far with you!"
"Alex, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to rush you into it like that," he frowned, then looked down, ashamed.
"Taylor," I said, lifting his chin and pulling him to me again, "just because I don't want to go all the way doesn't mean that we can't have fun..." Taylor smiled, our lips meshing together nicely.
Our half-naked bodies stayed together, one on top of the other. Taylor had one hand on my breast and my hand was massaging inside his boxers, because he had no problem with me doing that to him. The door burst open, and in came Zac.
"Whooooooooaaaaa..." said Zac, when he saw us practically doing it on his brother's bed. "I just wanted my basketball, but, um, you're kind of busy in here, so I'll just borrow someone else's..." His eyes widened and he gulped for air, his hand gripping the doorknob tightly.
"Well could you please leave then?!" Taylor yelled too harshly, to hide his extreme embarrassment. Zac ran out of the room.
"Zac!" Taylor called, as he tumbled out of the bed and into his clothes. He ran after Zac, so I pulled all of my clothes on as well and hurried after Zac too.
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