Romeo

Romeo's POV

Goddamn. 

I was looking for a hook up tonight, but no girl I saw at this party would satisfy the sudden hunger I had gotten in my core. 

If you know what I mean. 

I was sprawled out on my couch, feeling the yearning hunger rage on and on. When all of a sudden, it spiked at the touch of someone's hand on my ankle. Weird. 

I looked up wearily and saw a girl. One I'd never seen before. She was wasted as fuck and in a skin-tight, jet black dress that made my dick twitch. Hot damn. How come I've never seen her before? She was absolute fire. 

She even had a bottle of vodka in her hand as the other one snaked up my leg. God fucking damn. I've never felt such a strong urge for someone before. Lately I've had to force an erection on myself just to please people and keep up my reputation. But this girl made it so damn easy. 

She winked flirtasiously at me and I knew that this girl was going to be mine. I had to have her. Maybe that would satisfy my cravings. 

"Heyyy, Handsome." She slurred, her hand slowly moving up and stopping on my upper thigh. Jesus Christ. "I'm," she hiccuped and giggled. "Lily." She said. I've heard of a Lilian but I wasn't sure if that was her. Lilian was a prude and was too dense to see that her boyfriend was cheating on her. This couldn't be her. 

"Hey, baby girl." I sat up, trying desperately to hide the desire growing in my pants. She giggled. "My friend thinks you're hot." She giggled feverishly. "But I think you changed your name to get girls." She giggled again, balantly unaware she had just insulted me. I wouldn't put it past me though. 

"You know what, baby girl, you're going to know my name tonight." I growled. My eyes must have gone at least 5 shades darker. She giggled lowly and put her hands on my chest as I inched closer to her, my hunger for her only growing stronger the more I looked at her. "Oh really?" She teased, drawing slow circles on my bicep. "Romeo, was it?" She asked lowly, turning me on. Like she hasn't already. 

Romeo. The way she said my name sent a shiver down my spine in the most pleasurable way possible. I didn't think I'd ever forgive my parents for naming me that. But now, I might come to an exception. The way she said it caused me to practically pounce on her and roughly shove my lips onto hers. It was electrifying. That's all I had to say about it. 

She moaned softly as I roughly plunged my tongue down her throat. Her moan was like music to my ears. I wanted to hear it all night long. I stood up off of the couch, still kissing her and grabbed her ass and lifted her up so her legs wrapped around my waist. Yes. Oh fuck. This would be the best fuck I've had in a long time, I can feel it. 

I opened up my bedroom door and walked in, still making out with her and shut the door with my foot. I slammed her on the bed and I could feel the heat radiating off of her. She was gorgeous, spread out on my bed in a dress that had slipped slightly so I saw a nipple. God fucking damn it. If I didn't have an erection before I definitely did now. 

I think you can guess what happened next- I don't like telling people about my sexcapades, although I do seem the type to brag about it. It was euphoria, ecstasy, and it was the best sex I've ever had. It was even better since she was a virgin. 

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Lily's POV

I woke up with a killer headache and my clothes gone. What the fuck? Oh shit. I remember seeing Ethan with another girl, then drinking heavily, then the rest was a blur. That explains the headache, but my clothes? Oh and my... core... throbbed. Oh shit. 

I didn't. 

I did! Oh shit! I looked over to see a sleeping Romeo Florence! Oh no! Oh nooooo! I lost my virginity, my V-card, my innocence, to a stupid fuck boy! He stirred in his sleep and I had to admit he looked adorable, even with an unbelievably messed up amount of dark hair, he still looked like a dream. I pinched myself, I wasn't having the worst nightmare of my life. This was real. I couldn't believe it. He sat up and I saw his abs, which were so unbelievably defined and utterly perfect. 

Not that I would tell him, or anyone else, for that matter. 

"Good morning babygirl." He said in a deep, husky morning voice. It was incredibly sexy. "What did we do last night?" I asked him, utterly horrified. He laughed slightly and just stared at me with his complex chocolate eyes. "What does it look like babygirl?" He asked with a semi-sarcastic tone to his voice. "It looks like I lost my virginity." I said in a duh tone. "That's exactly what happened." He said huskily as he climbed on top of me. "Round 5?" He questioned, his eyes going darker. "f-five?" I questioned, confused, dumbfounded and curious. "We went through 4 rounds last night honey, and I usually kick girls out after 2." He said like it wasn't important. My eyes widened in shock at the realization as he went in for another kiss. 

"No!" I put my hand in front of my mouth right before he could plant a kiss on it. "Did I just kiss your hand?" He asked, astonished. He just stared at me. "Well yes. I have a boyfriend and the fact that you just waltzed in and decided to take my virginity without my consent-" 

"Listen, babygirl," 

"Don't call me that! I'm Lilian, and I hope I never see your face again!" I shouted. 

"Honey, you came on to me!" He shouted back. 

I ignored him and grabbed my dress and heels from off of his floor. "Wait, did you say... Lilian?" He asked, emotionless. "Yes." I said sternly, annoyed. "I'm Lilian Paris Harrington and I'm done with you, you piece of shit!" I fumed, slipping my dress on. "L-Lilian?" He asked, a slight stutter to his tone. 

"Yes, and don't call me Lilian." I scolded him, glaring at him as I put on my heels. "Lilian like the prude who's too dense to see her boyfriend's cheating on her?" He looked at the ground and tapped his chin. I stared at him, my mouth gaped open. "You're even worse than I thought you were!" I yelled at him, tears welling up in my eyes. "You're a fucking man-whore, you know that? People call you a stud but all you are is an attention-seeking man-whore who thinks of women as objects!" I screamed in his face. 

I was walking out of his room when suddenly I was stopped. "Lily, please," I heard him practically beg, holding onto my arm. "Listen, you have a million much more attractive women at your disposal. Why don't you go fuck them?" I shook his grip off and walked out of his room, my head held high. This wasn't going to be a walk of shame. 

Even though it technically was. 

I walked to my house, which wasn't very far from his, oddly. His house was huge. Mine was a shanty compared to his. "Lilian! Where were you?" My mother scolded, although I could see the worry creased into her brow. "I went to that party with Sam, remember? And then by the time we left it was too late to come home so I just stayed over at Sam's." I thought up the lie as quick as the Grinch thought up his. Thank god it was believable, unlike my other lies. 

"Okay then." She said, still weary. "What do we have for breakfast?" I asked, my peppy tone really hurting my head but I had to act like I didn't get wasted beyond belief last night. "I made you an omelet, dearest." My mother shuffled over to the stove and handed me a plate, filled with a bacon and cheese omelet. "Thank you mom!" I chirped, taking it up to my room. I can only imagine what kind of texts I got from Sam. What's the day today? I laughed to myself. Sometimes you just can't seem to remember because they all blend together- 

Fuck. 

Today was Tuesday. A school day. 

I gasped and shoveled the omelet into my mouth and checked the time- thank the holy lord I still had time to get ready. But that meant I had to face Ethan and Romeo. 

And I wasn't quite ready for either.