Original Stories Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction ❯ An English Summer ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Ryan watched as Jessy walked away. Blond hair moved in front of him and he found himself looking down at Lexi. "What?"

"Why did you say no? I thought you liked me," she pouted.

He sighed and watched Danny go into the classroom. "Cause I thought I already had a date for the dance. Guess I don't. You wanna go?"

"Yes!"

Danny sat down at her desk. She had never been to a dance before. She wasn't even sure if she could dance. She wondered who Ryan was going with and if he ever would want to go with her. Of course not. They were only friends. Which is why it didn't matter who she went with. And if she could help a friend, then why not go with him?

Ryan took one look at the classroom and sighed. Plopping down beside Danny, he just stared at her. "So...I was glad to see you this morning. Oh wait...you already left…and you have a date to the dance?"

"I didn't want to wake you and I didn't want you to think you were obligated to take me home or pretend to treat me like I was something special." She opened her book. "Jessy asked me to go...he wants to date."

"Wait...what? Date as in...boyfriend girlfriend?"

"Yes. He seems to really like me and though he has a history of being a lady's man, I can look past that. It's nice to be wanted."

He frowned and nodded. "So I guess all that stuff about wanting me and caring about me blah...blah...blah...was nothing more than bull." He couldn't believe it. She wasn't so different from everyone else after all.

She looked at him with shock. "No, of course it wasn't! I really care about you!" she said as her eyes began to water. "Just because I decided not to sit around and do nothing while you date doesn't mean my feelings changed! I'm moving on with my life just like you!"

His face softened as her eyes water. "Hey, don't cry," he said quickly. "I didn't mean to upset you. I was just..." Upset? Yes.

"It's not like you wanted me. And...for once...I'm wanted by someone. Even if...even if its..." Just for show? Just for pretend? All a big fat lie?! "Oh what do you care! Leave me alone!" She quickly wiped her eyes and moved to the other side of the room as class started.

He sighed and laid his head down. "Whatever," he muttered.

After class, Danny was one of the first ones out the room. She rushed to her next class. The day went on. At lunch, she sat down and poked at her food.

"You don't seem happy that you're going to the dance with the most eligible bachelor here," Jessy said as he sat down beside her. "What's up?"

She sighed. "I yelled at Ryan...and now I feel like an idiot. Don't worry, I'll act perky and perfect for the dance."

He smiled and nudged her. "What do you yell at him about?"

"He got all touchy about me going out with you. I don't know why he would care. He's got a million girls asking him to go." She pointed to the girls crowded around him.

Jessy watched Ryan and smirked. "Trust me, I know that look on his face. He may be smiling, laughing, and flirting, but his mind is elsewhere. He couldn't care less about those girls." He stopped and looked at her. "Are you certain he's straight?"

"Please...don't say that...I think my heart would break..." she whispered.

He laughed as he nudged her. "You've got it bad for him don't you?"

She placed her head on the table. "I miss Gabby."

"Aww." He hugged her. "She'll be back before you know it."

At the end of the day, she took the limo home. Setting up video chat with Gabby, she picked out and outfit for the dance. Gabby went over and over about how to do her makeup and watched as she put it on. Her hair was curled and jewels were placed in it. Her dress was off the shoulder and tight around her breast the loose and very long. Her pregnancy was hidden well with all the silk and flowing fabric. The maids dusted her with a bit of glitter and she put on some heels.

Jessy had the perfect suit picked out. He'd been hoping to wear it for someone special. Not that Danny wasn't special, it just wasn't who he had been hoping ot wear it for. Fixing his hair and shoes, he drove down to Danny's house to pick her up. He smiled as the maids told him that she would be just a minute.

Gabby looked Danny's purple and blue dress before wishing her luck and sending her out.

Jessy smiled as he saw her. "Your dress is beautiful," he said as he offered her a corsage. "And so are you of course."

"Thanks," she smiled and let him put it on her. "Let's go."

He nodded and soon they were on the way to the dance. No sooner had they walked in then Ryan made his appearance. His suit was almost Victorian in style to ensure that it would stand out. His date wore a light blue dress that was tight everywhere to show off every inch of her body. She too wanted to be noticed, though for very different reasons.

Danny glanced at Ryan's date. She felt like crying. "She's...so beautiful..."

"Hey so are you!" He said quickly in a vain attempt to stop the water works.

She looked at him. "I'm sorry. I'm not much fun, am I?" She took his hand and smiled. "Let's dance."

"It's okay if you don't want to. I don't mind sitting around looking at the cute guys like Ryan." He smirked as he kissed her hand. "But if you want to dance then let's go."

She nodded and they went to the dance floor. "Oh...I probably should have mentioned...I don't know how to dance."

"No problem. I happen to be a fabulous dancer." He took her hands and began to lead her through a few basic motions. She looked down, watching her feet so she wouldn't step on him. "You're doing fine," he whispered. He pulled her closer against him as some of the guys watched. "Umm...pardon me." He grabbed her ass through her dress.

She blushed. "Please...don't make it seem like I'm that easy...I have a bad enough reputation..."

"Your reputation isn't that bad. Trust me, as far as most of the girls in this school are concerned you're still a saint."

She leaned in and laid her head on his shoulder. "This is sweeter...and doesn't make me feel so bad."

"May I cut in?" Ryan asked as he tapped them on the shoulder.

Danny looked up. Why was he asking?

Jessy looked at her. "It's up to you," he whispered.

"You are my date..."

"Yes, but he's your love interest."

"Maybe...just for a dance?"

He nodded and stepped aside. "I'll go get some punch."

Ryan smiled as he stepped in a hand going around her waist pulling her close against him as they swayed. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you..." she blushed. "Your date is everything I thought she would be..." Perfect.

"Huh? OhShe's okay I guess."

"Dressed like that, I assume she's going back to your place..."

"Are you going back to Jessy's?"

She laughed. "No."

"No?" Why was she laughing? "What's so funny about that?"

"He's," GAY! "not that type. He's a gentleman."

He frowned. "He's taken half the girls in the school to bed. He's even more of a playboy then I am."

"He's taking it slow with me. Since I'm pregnant."

"Are you really all that interested in him?"

No. "Yes."

"So...you care about him?"

"I...guess...maybe?"

He smiled at that. "You don't seem that confident."

"Because we've only been together for a day. Why would I suddenly sprout feelings?"

He shrugged. "You just...didn't really strike me as the kind to be with someone that you didn't care for."

"I can date! I can be that kind of girl!"

"You mean like Lexi?" He nodded toward the football team which Lexi was all but grinding on.

She blushed. "That's...not dating..."

"No, but that's the kind of girl you want to be, right?"

"Not exactly....no..."

"Then what kind of girl do you want to be? Cause I like the girl you are now."

"The girlfriend type. The wanted type. The loved type."

"And you can't be that how you are?"

"Single...alone...unwanted? Obviously not..."

"You're not...unwanted."

"Not anymore."

He frowned at that. "Is this guy really so special that you would change yourself for him?"

"I never said I was changing myself. I changed myself for you and look where that got me," she said. She pulled from him. "This dance is over."

"Last night....you said that you wanted it...."

"And I did. And now look at me. I'm with some other guy when all I can think about, all I can dream about is you!" She walked away from him, pushing through the crowd to find Jessy.

Jessy smiled as he watched one of the football players look his way. Oh to be in his arms.... His thoughts were snapped out of his day dream when he saw Danny. "Everything okay? What's wrong?"

She wrapped her arms around him. "I just...need to be held a moment."

He nodded and hugged her. "Okay," he whispered. "You want to go home?"

"Yes...”

"Okay. Let's get you home." He held her as he started to pull her out to his car.

She held tightly to his hand as he pulled her to through the crowd. She was trying so hard not to cry. Her flowing dress flew behind her as she hurried out.

"Danny! Wait!" Ryan yelled as he watched them leave.

Danny looked back him, hesitating a moment.

"We can go if you want," Jessy told her as they stood by his car.

Where was Gabby when she needed her? She always knew what to say. And now...she was all alone. She was so very alone. "I...I want to call my limo. Please, I'm sorry, Jessy. I don't think I can do this," she said softly. Pulling out her phone, she took off her heels and started running home while calling for her driver.

"Danny? Danny, wait!" Ryan called.

Jessy moved in front of him. "Only go after her if you plan on doing something other than hurting her," he said with narrowed eyes.

Danny dropped her phone, it shattered on the pavement. "Could this get any worse!" she screamed at the sky. She threw her shoes and screamed in anger while she cried.

"Relax," Ryan said softly. "You don't need to run or get too stressed out." He reached out and pulled her against him while she cried.

She pushed from him. "Don't talk to me like that! Don't run after me like this!"

He sighed. "Don't you think there might be a reason that I'm running after you?"

"To tell me I don't deserve a boyfriend again? Well today is your lucky day! I just broke up with him!"

"I didn't say that you didn't deserve a boyfriend!" He stopped and looked at her. "You broke up with him?”

She put her heels back on and started to home again. "It's none of your business. Shouldn't you be with Lexi?"

"I only asked Lexi cause you already had a date."

"I don't need a pity date. Until today, I didn't even know there was a dance." She started pulling the jewels out of her hair and throwing them to the ground as she walked.

"A pity date? I wanted to go with you because I like you!" She stopped and turned to him. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah, yeah, yeah you heard right." She tilted her head at him. He had said it before. But what exactly did it mean? "I...want to go...out with you."

Her lips tightened. "Only me?"

He bit his lip and fidgeted. Could he do it? Possibly.... "Yeah."

"How can I believe you?"

"Cause I've got a girl who wants to ride me all night long wondering where I am; and I'm standing here in front of you."

She slowly walked to him. "Ok..."

"Okay?"

"Should...I say something else? I've never had a boyfriend before..."

"Boyfriend...right." That was going to take some getting use to. "Let me take you home."

She held out her hand. He looked down at it and smirked. He reached out and took her hand, squeezing it gently. She moved to him quickly and buried her face in his chest. Clutching his shirt, she started to cry.

His jaw dropped. "W-what's wrong?" He asked as he held her to him.

"I'm all alone!"

He smiled and stroked her back. "No you aren't," he whispered. She wrapped her arms around him. "You want to stay the night with me again?"

She nodded against him. "Carry me?"

He smirked. "You're my...girlfriend for two minutes and already you're wanting me to be your servant?"

"Please?" she said looking up at him.

He sighed and scooped her into his arms. "Better get a blow job," he muttered beneath his breath as he carried her to his car.

"What's a blow job?"

He looked down at her. "I didn't mean for you to hear that. Just ignore it."

"Ok..."

This was going to be frustrating. He could already tell that he was going to miss having sex every night. Setting her down by the car, he unlocked her door. She got in, moving her dress about to crawl on her side.

He slid in beside her and wrapped an arm around her as he drove. Getting back to his place, he tossed his jacket on his couch and undid his shirt. "You can borrow one of my shirts to sleep in."

She nodded and sat on his bed. "Will your date show up here?"

"Nah. She's probably sucking on a jock right about now." He walked over to her, smiling as he caressed her cheek. "You need help with your dress?"

She stood and turned around for him to get the ribbons and zippers. His hands trailed over her, expertly taking everything apart and unzipping her. His hands ran over her shoulders, pushing the garment off of her and letting it fall to her feet. Before she could put on his shirt, he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her. She kept her arms tightly around her breasts as he kissed her. She couldn't believe that he actually wanted to be with her. She felt so blessed. So loved.

He smiled as he stared down at her chest. Going to his hamper, he grabbed a t-shirt. "Raise your arms up," he said as he held it above her head.

She hesitated. Biting her lip, she removed her arms from her breasts and moved her hands up. He slipped the shirt down her arms, pausing as he did it. He had the shirt covering her eyes, but leaving her lips exposed. He kissed her teasingly, flicking his tongue out. He then leaned down and kissed each of her breasts, sucking on her nipples with a smirk. She pulled back quickly with a blush.

He smiled as he finished pulling her shirt down. "You're cute when you blush." She turned from him only blushing brighter. Sitting down on the bed, she started pulling her jewelry off. He slipped out of his shirt and then slipped out of his pants. He sighed as he freed himself. Stretching, he sat down beside her, pulling her down to him. "I think I could get use to this."

Danny blushed brightly. "Ryan...you're naked..."

He nodded. "Yeah. I sleep in the nude."

She quickly pulled from him. Why didn't she expect this?! Closing her eyes, she felt around for the covers and slowly pulled them over him.

He smirked and pulled her back down. "You didn't mind it last night."

"That...was different...I never thought I would be here again."

"Well if you want I can take you back home."

"No, it's ok. I'll just sleep on top of the covers."

He sighed and nodded to his dresser. "Fine. Grab me some boxers out of there."

She got up and walked to his dresser. He relaxed and closed his eyes. Having to wear clothes in bed. What kind of ridiculous idea is that? She blushed as she opened his dresser. There were thongs in there and hand cuffs. Lubes and condoms. There was also an open box set on one side full of women’s' underwear. She quickly grabbed some boxers.

He took the boxers, throwing the covers back and slipping them on. "Better?"

She nodded. "Why...do you keep all their panties?"

He hesitated before smirking. "What makes you think that they're not mine?"

She stiffened. "Oh..."

"That was a joke...."

"Oh!" Thank God.

He rolled his eyes and patted the spot beside him on the bed. "Just come to bed."

She crawled in. "Do you get room service?"

He laughed at that as he pulled her on top of him. "What's that?"

"You know...when you call someone to bring you food and stuff."

"That was another joke," he sighed. "No, I don't have room service."

"Oh...well...I'm hungry."

He looked at her and closed his eyes. "What are you in the mood for?" Please say cock. Please say cock. Please say cock.

"Pickles, chicken, pizza, and mexican."

"Pregnancy cravings?" She shrugged. Groaning he crawled out from beneath her. "I'll see what I can do."
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