❝ Rosalie..❞ he looks down at my body on the bed. "I'm sorry if this isn't what you"- I bit on my bottom lip stopping myself from ranting. "No, you are perfect." He goes on top of me starting to kiss my torso, holding my hips when he starts to feel...
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LOVE.
Something so precious and beautiful for anyone who has it. A feeling of kissing, touching, sex.
Except me. A girl who has never had any of it.
I wish I could've gotten it from who I wanted to have it from. Malcom— but he's my sister's boyfriend. Just perfect.
I'm in love with him, even though he doesn't know it at all. Even when we were little I loved him. Still do of course— but Alexia has him. My older sister, tan skin, long wavy dark brown hair, hazel eyes, perfect body, perfect face.
Fantastic grades, before she graduated from high school. She's pretty much anything a guy could want in a girl— Sometimes I wonder if Malcom even thinks about the time we had when we were younger. Probably not. I hear them have sex like every night he comes over—
And of course I am still a virgin at 17. Proud and strong. "Ro! time to get up for school." Alexia yells as I groaned getting out of my white comforter— I leave my bedroom to stroll down in the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. I look like a mess.
First, I put my long curls up into a high ponytail then washed my face. Few seconds later I brush my teeth, and started my mascara, eyeliner, eyebrows and lipgloss.
I rushed out the bathroom to figure out what to wear next. I grabbed a cropped light pink shoulder shirt with washed blue jeans added with white strapped heels over my ankles.
"You almost done?" Alexia stood there in my door watching me look for my duffel bag— "yes, I am almost done Lex." "Where is my bag for ballet?" I shot back up seeing that it's not anywhere in my room. "Downstairs in the kitchen." She replied being annoyingly impatient.
"And you look cute." She smiles at my outfit. "Thanks." I take my phone off the charger and also got my light grey backpack. I go past my sister placing my phone in my back pocket as I go down the wooden staircase.
Malcom was here, oh my god. "Hey Rosalie." He gave that handsome smile towards me making me want to melt. "Morning." I smile back at him. "You look nice." He says looking at me—
"I"- "thanks baby." Alexia walks up to him and kisses his light brown hair— I rolled my eyes. "You do realize I have a license and that I can drive to school myself." I interrupt their kissing session. I went over towards the kitchen island to grab my duffle bag for class.
"I wanna take you Ro." She whined; I scoffed "fine, come on then and stop kissing in front of me." I point at them both as I go out the front door. Alexia follows me from behind as we go into my car. "Give me your keys" Alexia takes her hand out; I hesitate to give them up to her. But I do so—
We both got inside, she starts the car up. Then pulls out the driveway leaving the house. "Why are you so grumpy." She peeks over at me as I kept my eyes on my phone. "You and Malcom." I roll my eyes back again "you're just jealous cause you've never ever had a boyfriend or sex or your first kiss." She goes on.
