With a Love Like That

Lily's POV

I entered my house with Romeo trailing behind me. "Hello Mama!" I hugged my mom quickly and skipped up to my room, my smile too big for my face. "Mrs Harrington." I heard Romeo mutter a greeting before jogging up the stairs to meet me. 

"Lily, before we start," he asked once we were in my room. "Can you show me that song that you played for the cheater's contact?" He finished his question nervously. "Sure." My smile faltered slightly as I took out my phone and clicked on Spotify. 

I went through my playlist and found She Loves You by The Beatles. 

"Ready?" I asked him, my voice shaking slightly. 

"Always, darling." 

I stared at him intently, then clicked play. 

She loves you, yeah yeah yeah
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah yeah 

You think you lost your love
Well, I saw her yesterday
It's you she's thinking of
And she told me what to say-ay

She said she loves you
And you know that can't be bad
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad

She said you hurt her so
She almost lost her mind
But now she says she knows
You're not the hurting kind

She says she loves you
And you know that can't be bad
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad

You know it's up to you
I think it's only fair
Pride can hurt you too
Apologize to her

Because she loves you
And you know that can't be bad
Yes, she loves you
And you know you should be glad 

She loves you, yeah yeah yeah

She loves you, yeah yeah yeah

With a love like that

You know you should be glad

With a love like that

You know you should be glad

With a love like that

You know you should be glad

Yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I turned off the next song that was coming, which was I Want to Hold Your Hand. I sniffed, staring at Romeo for his reaction. He turned and looked at me, and neither of us said anything for a long while. "Wow." He finally said, breathlessly. "I though music from 50 years ago, was like, lame." He smiled slightly. "Are there any others?" He asked me eagerly. "A great number." I said, smiling slightly. "What was one... you would put for my contact?" He asked me again, smiling lightly.

I thought about it, then a wide grin spread across my face. 

"I know just the song." I stood up and grabbed my phone I decided to play the song, Hello, Goodbye. I started the song and he just stared at me as the song played on. 

You say yes, I say no, 
you say stop, and I say go go go!
Oh no

You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello, hello!
I don't why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello!
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

I say high, you say low
You say why? And I say I... Don't... Know!

You say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello!
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

Why why why why why why do you say goodbye?
Goodbye, bye bye 
Oh no!

You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello, hello!
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello!
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

You say yes
I say no
You say stop
And I say go go go!
Oh, oh no!

You say goodbye, and I say hello
Hello hello!
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello!
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello!
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello!

Helba, helba helloa (x8)

He was grinning at me when I turned to look at him. "What do you think?" I asked him. He inched closer to me. "Do you really think we're so different, babygirl?" His eyes turned 3 shades darker and all I could do was scoot back till my back hit the headboard of my bed. "Goddamn, babygirl. You're so fucking hot. I forgot how irresistible you are." He muttered, caressing my cheek, leaving a trail of fire on my skin, making goosebumps pop on my arms. 

"Mmm, did I turn little miss prude on, hmm?" He scooted impossibly closer, I felt his minty breath on my cheek as he inched closer. I continued to say nothing as his whole being almost swallowed me. I was losing rational thought, fast. 

"R-Romeo..." I stuttered, trying to gain my thoughts back, but failing as his eyes went another few shades darker. He pressed up against me and I felt his arousal against my stomach. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand, his other one hiking up my shirt. "Shit, I forgot how fantastic your body is under these baggy sweaters." He whispered more to himself, but I heard anyways. "My resolve is breaking, dearest." He whispered huskily into my ear and I knew, right then and there, I was a goner. 

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I stirred awake, stretching. I felt the blanket fall and I hurried to cover up my bare breasts from the cold that was my room. I rolled over and found a bare-chested Romeo staring at me from my doorway. "Morning, beautiful." He smiled, like a genuine smile, walked over and sat down next to me. "You know, I happen to think you look really good on top of me, babygirl." He winked flirtatiously and I just stared at him before all the memories came flooding back to me. I paled. 

"What! Why did I do that! I have a date tomorrow!" Romeo didn't say anything and just stared at me. "Technically speaking, it's today, babygirl." I looked at my clock and found that it was 5 AM. The sun was just starting to rise. "I suggest you find a good excuse for all the moaning you did last night, hmm, dearest?" Romeo said to me, smirking. "Your mother surely won't be too happy about that, will she?" I paled even more than I already was. "You're a monster." I glared at him. "You know a lot of girls tell me that." My face mirrored one of disgust. "Hey, babygirl, you remember the deal, don't you? You don't want the whole school, or your precious Benjamin to know that you lost your innocence to a fuckboy, do you?" I looked away, ashamed of myself. 

"That's what I thought." He took one last look at me, slipped on his shirt and walked out of my room. Now I had to think of brilliant excuses for why I was moaning so loud last night. I know I shouldn't have called him a monster, especially since I made no objection to the things he did to me. I probably shouldn't be feeling bad in this type of situation, but really, he's not all that bad. 

Even if he blackmails me into hanging out with him, he's still not all that bad. 

I can't really blame him for giving in to human nature- desire and lust is definitely something you can't always control; which is also why I gave in last night. I now fully remember sex with Romeo, unlike the last time. I don't know exactly what good sex is, but I think last night would be considered fantastic. I remember everything he said and did, all the little things that made the experience all the more thrilling.

God I sound like a nerd.