Taken

[13] Crossed A Line

Justine

Oh shit, X is kissing me... and I still don't know how to do it properly.

I gasp and squeal as his tongue licks my lips. He pulls back and laughs.

"You are so terrible at this." My face heats up and I shove him away.

"Okay, I don't wanna do this anymore." He laughs again, pinning my arms down.

"Uh uh, too late shorty." I groan, annoyed now.

Why the hell did I want this?

I still kind of do, but the whole virginity taking part, I don't have to know how to do anything.

This kissing shit is difficult.

X grins at me and his eyes are a light smooth brown.

"Come on Justine, let it come naturally. You have to stick your tongue in my mouth though. It'll feel weird, but you'll get the hang of it. I promise." I nod reluctantly and he leans his head back down, connecting us by the lips again. I feel my brain start to throb with excitement and my vision gets blurry.

I can't even think straight.

X slides his hands down my sides and they rest on my waist. Suddenly, the tongue part starts. He licks my lips and I guess he's asking me to open my mouth?

I part my lips, taking in a short breath before he slips his tongue in. His tongue starts to invade my mouth completely.

So this is what the people in the halls at school do?

His tongue swirls around mixing our moisture together and I'm basically just sitting here... letting it. I slowly start to massage my tongue against the invader's, that's X's. I feel the adrenaline kick in and I start to kiss back firmly, while massaging our tongues together. He groans a little and I roll over, putting me on top of him now.

I can get use to this.

He groans again as I kiss him fiercely and it seems now our tongues are fighting for control.

I should probably be scared now, but I'm not.

X rolls back over, putting him on top again. He kisses me like his life depends on it.

I should probably away, but I can't. It's like I'm lost, stuck in a trance of some sort, like I just ate the best cookie ever and I can't stop eating more.

My hands find there way up to X's hair. I run my fingers through it and he groans again, vibrating his mouth against mine. Suddenly, the moment is broken. X slips his hands under my shirt, leaving a tingling sensation where his fingers brush. He stops when he gets to my bra line and snatched his hand away quickly. My eyes fly open and he sits up, breaking out connection. I pant, breathless and X is doing the same. He stares at me with confused brown eyes, that now have a swirl of lust in them. I bite my lip nervously, sitting up. We stare at each other for what feels like forever. I break the contact, looking towards the door.

"So, can I kiss properly now?" He runs a hand through his hair and nods slowly.

"Yeah..."

"So, step two?" My eyes dart to the ceiling and he laughs.

"Stop trying to lure me to your virginity, Justine." He sighs, closing his eyes for a bit and I frown.

He has to want it though? I mean, if he reacted like this to kissing...

"You sure I'm luring you or are you luring yourself?" I ask and he widens his eyes and chokes out a laugh.

"What?"

"Well, why did you stop?" I smile sweetly at him and he frowns.

"I didn't want to get carried away."

"Carried away how?" I tilt my head and he groans.

"I didn't want to touch you like that, Justine."

"Nah you did, but you denied that urge?" I ask and he growls at me.

"Chill the fuck out Justine." He gives me a look and I groan and throw my hands up in frustration.

He really brings the bitch out of me.

"You are such a-"

"Don't you even say-"

"Asshole!" I ignore him and he smirks.

"An asshole that you want to have sex with." I feel my face heat up and I stand abruptly, walking to his door.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" He asks and I twist the knob and throw the door open.

"To see if someone else will do it for me."

"You're joking, right?" He laughs.

I look over my shoulder giving him a hard look, then turn walking out of the room and down the hall. I knock on Stokeley's door and he opens it almost immediately. His face breaks out into a grin.

"Aye, what's up J?" My heart jumps at his nickname for me.

"I was wondering if you could do me a really, huge and possible awkward favor?" I ask and he scrunch up his brows.

"Sure?" I open my mouth to speak, but X's voice stops me.

"Maybe you should ask her what the favor is before you agree." Stokeley looks at us skeptically.

"Oookay..." He says slowly and I let out a huge breath.

"Well, I'm really worried about being a virgin around Isaiah, so I was wondering if-" X cuts me off.

"She wants to know if you'd take her virginity so Isaiah wouldn't want nothing to do with her anymore and possibly Zayn." X cross his arms and Stokeley's eyes widen and he coughs awkwardly.

"Oh shit... uhh... no I can't." He scratched his head and I groan, while X smirks.

"Knew it."

"Justine look, you're a very pretty girl but it's only a no because you're like a sister to me, but I'm about to hit the sack." I nod and turn to a laughing X. He holds his sides as he continues to laugh at me and I get extra offended.

This asshole is laughing at me? Really?

I raise my hand and smack him. His laughs calms down and stares at me shocked. I clench my fists by my sides and go off.

"You arrogant bastard! You're really gonna just stand here and laugh in my face? Do you not have the littlest speck of respect for women? How would your mom feel if she saw you like this!?" He sucks in a sharp breath and his eyes drift far away. I see gloss in them and he blinks it away quickly, anger replacing it.

Uh oh...

"Bed. Now." His voice is strained and shaky as he points to his room door.

I really hit a nerve.

"X I'm sor-" He punches the wall he was leaning on and makes a huge hole. I jump ten feet in the air as he yells at me.

"GO TO FUCKING BED, NOW JUSTINE!" I practically run back to his room. Seconds later his room door slams shut, but he doesn't come in.

I hear heavy footsteps hit the stairs and then the front door slams as well. I sit on his bed and go to my side, laying down and curling up.

What did I even say?

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