I respond to Caleb's message.

*I'm coming

I throw on my jacket and walk into the bathroom; I turn on the water and wet a paper towel. I wipe the dried up tears off of my cheeks. I know Caleb, I do. I know he doesn't want to just have sex with me. He already assured me that he didn't. I thought that that was why he asked me out that first time, but he said he didn't want to. He already told me how he was with other girls; he's said that he never settled down with one.

I don't know if he wants to settle down with me. Does he? Even if he did, though, it would be too late for us. I think.

Would it?

I turn the light off and walk out of the bathroom, and then out of my room; I walk down the stairs. "I'm leaving!" I shout to my dad. I'm glad Ryder decided to leave ahead of his father. I really didn't want to see him again. I don't ever want to see him again.

My dad's office door comes open, and he comes out with his wallet in his hand. "Here you go." he hands me two one hundred dollar bills.

"Dad." I tilt my head to the side. "I don't need that much... it's a movie."

"Well, you never know," he says. "Just keep it."

I fold the money and stick it into my phone case. "I'll see you later." I turn around and begin to walk towards the door.

"Oh, have you heard from your mother?" he asks.

I turn back around. "Uhhh, no. Have you?"

"No. No, I haven't." he rubs his forehead.

"Should we be worried?" I ask.

"No, no. I'm sure she'll be home soon," he assures me.

"Okay. Well, I'll see you in a few." I turn back around and walk out the door closing it behind me.

I walk over to the familiar black pickup truck. Caleb gets out of the car and walks around it. He has on a white T-shirt with black jeans. He didn't have his earring in earlier. Now he does. He looked good without it, but he looks even better with it. I can't help the nervous smile that comes across my face.

When I get closer, he looks me up and down. "What?"

"Nothing, you just look nice," he says.

I let out a small giggle. He opens the car door for me, and I get in.

...

"What are they showing?" I ask Caleb as he drives the car down the street.

"Twilight," he says.

"I haven't seen that in forever!" I say excitedly.

His nose crinkles up. "You like that movie?"

"Yes, don't you?"

"Uh no." he laughs.

"Have you ever seen it before?" I ask him.

He doesn't answer right away. "Uh yeah, it was Willows's favorite movie."

I don't know what to say; I always freeze up when he talks about his sister; I have never been a very comforting person; I don't know how to comfort people really; I look down at his free hand that's resting on the seat, I grab it his hand it is warm—his fingers intertwine with mines. He looks back at me and gives me a warm smile.

He pulls into the lot; it is filled with cars. There are more cars here than it was last time. He pulls the car into an open space and then turns the car off and gets out. Caleb walks around to my side and opens the car door.

I slide over, he grabs my waist and lifts me out of the car; I let out a small giggle; I wasn't expecting that. "You know I have legs, right?"

"Of course, how could I not." He says in a low deep voice. My insides tingle. His warm hands are still on my waist.

"Odare! You made it!" A voice yells. We both look, it's that boy Chris. He stumbles over towards us with a beer in his hand; Marcy and India are behind him.

"Drunk already?" Caleb says to him. He pulls me close to him and continues holding me; the back of my head rests against his chest.

"You know it," Chris says back.

"Well, enjoy, you know all that shit stops next week; there are only two weeks left till the playoffs," Caleb says sternly.

"Ahh, that's right, that's right." Chris looks at me. "You go to Crossland." he points at me, "If everything goes right at the playoffs, we will be playing you guys at the championships," he says.

"I didn't know that," I say. I didn't know Crossland made it into the playoffs. I'm sure Ravenswood will win and make it to the playoffs to play against us. The universe hates me, so of course, Ryder will get the chance to play against Caleb.

"I thought you guys took sports seriously," India asks abruptly.

I look at her. "Uh, they do, but I don't really pay attention when they talk about sports."

"Have you ever played a sport?" she looks me up and down, examining my body; I know I don't look like an athlete.

"I have Varsity Volley."

"Really?!" Marcy says, excited. "I did too, but I quit junior year."

I nod my head, not knowing what to say. "Well, enough of this. Let's go get a beer, man." Chris says to Caleb.

"I'm good," Caleb says.

"No one said it was for you." Chris jokingly rolls his eyes.

I remove Caleb's hands from my waist. "Go ahead, I'm fine," I assure him.

"Okay. I'll only be gone a minute."

"I like this girl!" Chris grabs Caleb by the shirt and pulls him away. Marcy follows behind them.

I watch as they disappear behind the cars and the crowds of people.

There's a tap on my shoulder. I turn around, "So." India says. "Your Caleb's newest toy."

"Excuse me?" I narrow my eyes.

"I'm just kidding," she says. For some reason, I don't believe that."But just a heads up, be careful."

"Why?"

"Caleb breaks hearts." she pauses. "He doesn't settle down; he can't settle down."

"And you know this how?"

She lets out a laugh. " I've known him all my life. And yesterday, he was fucking me right in that car, telling me he loved me as he released into me." I try to erase that image from my head.

I tense at the thought of them together. "Now, you're the girl that's getting out of his car, and I'm sure you'll be the one getting fucked in the very same spot," she says. My lips press together. " I wasn't the first, nor the second. At least I know I'm his favorite. Always have always will be.'' She gives me an amused smile before walking off.

...

"I really don't like this movie." Caleb groans.

I continue staring out the window; I haven't been paying any attention to the movie. All I can think about is what India said and what Ryder said. Are they right? Or are they just jealous? Caleb told me already that he's never been with anyone, relationship-wise; he was honest with me about that.

"Helloooo," Caleb says, trying to get my attention.

I stop my thoughts and look at him. "I want to go home," I tell him.

"What, you just realized this movie was shit?" he jokes.

"Caleb."

The smile he once had is gone; he looks at me sternly. "What the fuck did India say to you?" he asks.

"She didn't say anything." I lie.

"Okay, so then why do you want to go? We've been here like twenty minutes." I turn back around and look forward. "She said something, didn't she? What did she say? Did she tell you I fucked her?" I look back at him. "She did, didn't she. Well, I did, Jayda. I had sex with her." he admits. "Multiple times. I didn't know you before."

"But you knew me yesterday, or did you just forget about me?" I snap.

"I could never forget about you. And up until earlier today, I thought you were with Ryder," he explains. "You can't be mad at me for having sex with her."

"I'm not mad; I mean, we were not together; we were never together. You can do whatever you want." I assure him.

"That's not what I want," he says.

I turn around and look back at him. "Then what do you want? Who do you want? Because I can't be with you while you're with other people." He grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. My heart warms, and my whole body flutters.

He touches my waist and pulls me closer to him. His lips press into mines; he uses his other hand and pushes my hair back. I open my mouth more and let his tongue enter into my mouth. My heart is beating faster and faster. I move even closer to him. My chest is against his; his hand moves down to my thigh. He grabs it and tightly grips my waist; he then pulls me onto him. Our kiss doesn't break. I turn my head right as he turns his left. I can't believe I'm doing this; I try not to think about the cars around us. Can they see us? I hope they can't; god, I hope they're paying attention to the movie.

I put my hand on the back of his neck and pull him closer to him; my back arches as he grabs my waist and pulls me even close to him. His hands go to the button of my pants.

"I'm sure you'll be the one getting fucked in the very same spot."

I break the kiss. I can't do this. My breathing is faster; my chest moves up and down, and so does his.

"What's wrong?" he asks me breathlessly.

"Do you want to have sex with me?" I ask.

He looks confused. "No," he says. "I wouldn't have sex with you here."

"You've had sex with girls in here before."

"Okay, but those girls weren't you." He pushes my hair back. My body flutters when he touches me. "You're nothing like the girls. I've been with."

"Is that a good thing?" I ask.

He laughs. "It is." His face moves closer to mine; our lips meet again; this time, the feeling is stronger, the kiss is smooth, and our body moves together effortlessly. His hand goes back to the button of my pants; this time, I don't stop him. He unbuttons the button. I grab his hand. This kiss breaks again. "It's okay," he assures me.

I let go of his hand, he starts to kiss me again; my whole body is tingling, with an arousal feeling, a feeling I have never felt before. His cold hand moves along the line of my underwear. He removes his hand, and I let out a moan into his mouth. His hand goes to my private area, and he touches it from the outside. I stop the kiss our heads rest against each other. I bite my bottom lip; he starts to kiss my neck; I let out another moan, this time into the air. He continues to rub me from the outside. I grab him tightly. He moves the fabric to the side, and his cold hand touches me; my body shakes just at the feeling. Before I can moan again, he kisses me; I moan into his mouth instead. He rubs me in a circular motion.

I moan again into his mouth as he moves his fingers in a circular motion faster. I can feel the wetness between my legs. He goes back to kissing my neck; I tug at his hair and continue moaning, his finger then moves down, and one enters into me; I let out a stronger moan—his finger moves in and out of me. I continue moaning into his ear; I can't even move. I hear him breathe in through his teeth. I feel the pressure building in my stomach as he moves his finger in and out.

I can feel him smiling into my neck. He slows down. He takes his free hand and grabs my neck, pulling my mouth towards his, his tongue enters my mouth, and like clockwork, our heads turn opposite of each other. He moves his finger faster in and out of me; I lift a little off him; it kind of hurts, but it feels so good at the same time.

He uses his free hand to steady me back on him. I moan into his mouth again.

He stops kissing me and whispers into my ear, "I only want you,"

(we all make mistakes lol... don't hate her)