《Always There || Greta Van Fleet》Chapter 31: Expectations
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"I'll unlock the door for you." I said, trying my best to contain my smile, that instantly turned into nerves. I had spent the night with him before? Why would tonight be any different? Just because we were together now didn't mean he would be expecting anything.. right?
"See you soon." He said, hanging up his phone and making his way out. I frantically looked around my room, hiding anything that could even be mildly embarrassing. I was never allowed to have boys in my room, and I couldn't even remember the last time I had a friend over that wasn't Josh, and even then.. we were only allowed to stay downstairs.
After one final scan, I raced downstairs to meet him at the door, beating him before I heard him softly knock. I waited a moment, taking a deep breath before finally opening it.
"Long time no see." I said, leaning against the door frame. He flashed me a wide grin before pulling me into a passionate kiss. I didn't hesitate to wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him back harder. He slowly lead us inside, shutting the door behind us before finally backing away.
"Do I finally get to see your room?" He laughed, motioning upstairs. I nodded, taking his hand and quickly leading him up. My heart started beating faster the closer we got, still unsure of what he was thinking was going to happen tonight.
I wasn't sure how long anyone waited anymore, I had never dated anyone before. I didn't know what was to be expected.
"Well, here it is." I sighed, guiding him in, shutting the door behind us. I quickly went over to my windows, shutting the curtains on both sides as he looked around, a permanent smile spread across his lips. As he went over to my book shelf, I sat down on my bed, anxiously watching his every move, overly aware of every little thing I had left out that I prayed he wouldn't notice.
And then my heart jumped as he turned around to face me, his eyes in a daze as they met mine. I gently patted the spot next to me, moving over for him. He held his stare on me, hesitating for a moment before finally coming over, sitting down close.
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"So what do you think?" I asked, now moving my hand onto his leg. I saw his eyes shoot down to it before peeking back up at me.
"It's exactly how I pictured it." I felt my cheeks burn. He had thought about my room before?
I wondered what else he thought about.
My eyes moved down to his lips as I leaned in closer. He then reached up, caressing my face once again, pulling me into another long kiss, each one making me want him more and more. I climbed up onto his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck as I kissed him back harder.
"Jaime.." He sighed, looking back up at me.
"W-what is it?" Was I doing something wrong? He shook his head, smiling back at me as he gently brushed the hair out of my face.
"Nothing's wrong, I just.." He started, as if it was written all over my face.
"You just.. what?"
"I just don't want you to think.. you ever have to do anything. This is new for the both of us, and.. I never want you to feel like.. we have to do what everyone else is doing. I would never push you into doing anything you don't want-"
"I know." I sighed, gently running my fingers down his cheek. "Me either." He nodded, his smile growing.
"Okay, good." He pulled me into another kiss, tangling his fingers in my hair.
"But.." I said, moving away again. "If we.. want to.." He stared back up at me wide-eyed.
"W-what.. what do you want? We.. we can do.. I mean, whatever you're comfortable with.." I couldn't help but smile, pulling him back into another series of long kisses.
He was so sweet. I was so lucky, because over the years I had known too many girls who weren't nearly as fortunate when it came to this, and every day I was terrified that I would wind up being one of them too.
But he made me feel.. so safe. So comfortable. With him, but more importantly, with myself. He made me feel so beautiful where I never second guessed myself. When I was around him, I felt.. confident and sure, about him, about us.
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And that was the greatest thing he could have ever given me.
I slowly moved my hands up his chest, gently kissing up his neck. His grip on me got tighter as he pulled me in, his breaths becoming more rapid and inconsistent. I then took one of his hands, moving it to my back onto the zipper of my dress. He stared back up at me, giving me a questioning look. I nodded, kissing him again as I felt his finger slowly gliding down my spine.
I pushed myself up from his lap, grabbing onto his shirt and pulling him over me where he leaned into another passionate kiss, longer, deeper than before. I felt better now that it seemed like this was something he wanted too.
I couldn't even begin to tell you how many times I had thought about this. How would it actually go? Would I be nervous? Would it feel.. awkward? With it finally being with him? I guess there was really only one way to find out.
I moved his hands to my waist, helping him to slide off my dress and tossing it onto the floor. I loved the way he held me, how gently his lips grazed my skin. I just wanted more.
I slowly started unbuttoning his shirt when he moved away, staring back down at me with wide eyes.
"W-what's wrong?" I asked, feeling my heart beat faster. What was I doing wrong? I thought this was what all guys wanted?
"Nothing." He sighed. "Nothing's wrong, I just.." He rolled over next to me, leaving his arm draped over my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Did I do something or-"
"Jaime, no, no.. it's not you." He said, pulling me into a gentle kiss. "I just.. I don't want us to be.. this. After all these years, we've.. we've waited so long and-"
"Yeah, we have and.. that's why I thought.. well, I thought you'd want t-"
"You have no idea how much I want to." He said, his cheeks now burning red. "But.. exactly that. We've waited this long and.. I don't want us to just.. jump into this too soon just to try to make up for lost time. Because.. even though we've felt like this, I still want us to do this right. And.. I mean, I don't know what the rules are anymore.." He laughed, rolling his eyes. "But.. I want all of our moments to be special. And.. I can't speak for you, but.. I'm not going anywhere. All I have is time with you, so.." I nodded, wrapping my arms around him, nuzzling my face into his neck.
"So.. you don't want to." I muttered. He bit down on his lip, hesitating for a moment.
"I just.. want this with you tonight." He said softly, peeking back up at me. I reached over for his shirt, finishing unbuttoning the rest of it.
"Can I at least.." I started, slowly pulling his shirt off, now leaving his bare chest exposed. He nodded, his smile growing. I moved my hands down to his pants, carefully unbuttoning them. He took a deep breath before helping me slide them off, tossing them onto the floor.
"Now come here." He sighed, pulling me up against him. I rolled over, laying my head on his chest as I heard his rapidly beating heart echoing in my ear. He combed his fingers through my hair, gently running his hand up and down my back as I lifted one leg over his, trying to tangle myself within him, as close as I could manage.
"Goodnight, Jaime." He said softly, gently kissing my forehead. I looked up, pulling him into one more long kiss.
"Goodnight, Josh."
Then I heard him whisper something, not able to make out what it was before inevitably drifting off to sleep.
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