HE SAID I'M JUST a friend. Is he fucking serious? He said that after having his dick stuck up in my pussy.

I sigh pinching the bridge of my nose with my fingers. Does he really think that low of me? What the hell happened to "We're not having sex till you're eighteen."?

I'm not going to lie, having him inside me felt amazing. His lips and his hands touching me..

I press my tights together squirming slightly in the uncomfortable chair. Now is not the time to be thinking about that shit.

           "You have ten minutes left."

I glanced at the teacher sitting at her desk, eyes trailing around the class. I'm so gonna fail this shit, I thought trying to concentrate on the paper in front of me. Only ten minutes left and I'm not even halfway done.

Closing my eyes, I sucked in a deep breath trying to clear my thoughts. All I can think about is him!

My dad is ignoring me, my mom only talks to me when she needs too and my sister is being a bitch. I don't get why they are so mad at me! I did nothing wrong, hell they didn't even ask me if I'm okay after the hospital incident.

          "Time's up!"

I quickly wrote down a bullshit answer before looking up. Kate is frowning at me from her seat to the left. Delilah has been rude to me since this morning and Dane gave me this strange looks.

Clearly I missed something. Or it's about the hospital incident, which I doubt.

I handed the reached my test giving her a small smile. The bell rang signalling the end of the period and the start of lunch. Packing my stuff quickly I shuffled out of class standing aside to wait for Kate.

She appeared a few minutes later with the same frown on her face. "Is there something I should know?"

          "What do you mean?" I questioned making my way to our place.

When she didn't follow I stopped turning to her with a frown of my own.

           "You're walking strange." Kate walked closer stopping in front of me. "I'm your best friend Alia, if something happened you'll tell me, right?" 

Giving her a small smile I hooked my arm through her. "Of course I will!"

Just not this. This is something between Stephen and me, something special that I don't want to ruin. He said you're just a friend.

I took my usual seat against the tree trunk dropping my school bag next to me. Stretching my legs out in front of me I sigh, what the hell happened this weekend?

           "I got invited to a barbeque this weekend." I broke the silence laughing as she looked at me in shock. 

          "Seriously?" I nod. "By whom?"

Licking my dry lips I pulled out my water bottle taking a sip. "By Stephen's cousin."

Before anything else could be said Delilah rushed over to us. Her eyes are glued to me, mouth pressed into a thin line.

           "You bitch!" She sat down in front of me her hands gripping my forearm painfully.  "Why the hell didn't you tell us?"

I winch pulling my arm from her grasp. "Tell you what?"

          "Don't act stupid!" She turned to Kate gesturing at me. "She's dating the bad boy cop."

My eyes widened heartbeat increasing as the words left her lips. Bad boy cop? The only- Stephen!

          "Here look at this!" Delilah showed Kate her phone turning to glare at me.

My eyes moved to Kate watching as shocked, then pity flash through her eyes. Her face had paled slightly. Reaching forward I grabbed the phone turning it around.

I could feel the colour drain from my face.

The first photo is when we first met at the café. The second is a photo of us at the pharmacy, but the third. I swallowed the tears staring at the picture.

It was taken in Stephen's backyard, when we were swimming. One in the pool and another after we got out. Both of us dripping wet, me in my bra and jean shorts and him in tight swimming trunks.

The picture shows everything, nothing to hide, especially his hard on. Oh God.

           "So when were you planning in telling us?" She sneered pointing down at the photo's. "Are you fucking him? Is that why he's with you? I suppose you are, pictures don't lie."

Glancing at Kate I feel my eyes filling with tears as I saw the look in her eyes. Handing the phone to Delilah I stood grabbing my bag and walking off.

I entered the bathroom making sire no one else is inside before closing the main door.

I pulled out my phone dialing the now familiar number. It ranges before going over to voicemail. Ending the call I dialed again. After the third call I gave up leaning against the wall.

Who tool those photo's? How did they get into his backyard?

          "Alia?"

The door is pushed open and Kate stepped inside. She gave me a small smile dropping her bag next to mine.

          "Kate.." I trailed off not really knowing what to say.

What is there to say? The whole school has probably seem the pictures by now.

           "It's okay." She pulled me in for a hug making the tears spill over.

I wrapped my arms around her neck pressing my head against her shoulder. "It's n-not."

It's not okay. I doubt it will ever be okay. For fuck sake they posted a half naked picture of me on Facebook and God knows what other social media's.

The bell rang making me pull away from her. Wiping my eyes I sucked in another shaky breath. I walked over to the faucet splashing my face with cold water.

           "Don't let them get you down Alia." Kate said softly drawing my attention to her. "You did nothing wrong."

No, according to her I didn't, but what will the others think? If seen the amount of comments the post had.

           "We should get to class."

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PARKING MY CAR IN the driveway I sat there silently staring at the house. I can see movement in the living room from the windows at the front of the house.

The rest of the day has been hell, I've gotten looks from everyone. Stares and whispers from the girl, even the boys and made some crude comments.

Grabbing my school bag I got out of the car closing the door softly. I walked up to the house stepping inside and closing the door softly.

           "Mom! Alia is home!" Emma yelled from the living room giving me a cheeky smile.

          "Alia!"

I sigh walking down the hall and into the kitchen. My mom is walking up and down with Sam in her arms.

            "You called?" I asked softly making her stop to look at me.

           "Your father and I would like to have a word with you later tonight." Her voice is soft but stern, her eyes hard.

           "Okay."

She gave me a nod continuing her movements.

I turned making my way into my bedroom. Closing my door softly behind me I dropped my bag by the desk. I pulled on some shorts and a T-shirt laying down on my bed.

I'll worry about homework later.

Picking up my phone I checked the messages from my friends and some random numbers. Tears filled my eyes as I scanned the words. This is so much worse than the whole virginity thing.

I dialed Stephen's number.

          "Baby, right now is not a good time." He answered on the second ring.

         "Stephen." My voice cracked.

         "What's wrong?"

Squeezing my eyes shut I gripped the pillow. "Someone posted photo's o-of u-us. It's all over Facebook and-"

I heard him talking to someone followed by yelling and a door slamming shut.

        "I'm on my way."