I Blame It On Your Love - Part 2
warnings: unprotected sex, teen romance, angst, some band’s events are invented, prob some grammatical mistakes
A few days passed from the night that I saw James playing with his band, he didn’t show up at school for two days and nobody seemed to care or knew the reason, maybe a flue, or a some family problems, or just some band practices. I waited for his call since the day after I saw him but without receiving anything…
“You gave him your house number?” Brandi asks “Yup…”
“And he didn’t call you yet?”
“Today is the last day of school, and i was hoping to see him”
Brandi nods at my words feeling my sadness through my words “Go home now Y/N i’m sure he is gonna call you”
The house was quiet, just two voices in the background sign that my dad was working in his studio probably with some patients, my mom was out with some friends. I head towards my room, trying to make sure to be as quiet as possible. I let my body sink into the mattress with my pink phone on the side, I waited for a few hours that’s when my eyes started to be more heavy and in a few seconds I fell asleep.
Driiiiin Driiiiin Driiiiin
I jump up, my heart rate went up immediately, he was calling, I knew it was him, I felt it. My hand went to raise the phone, but wait, what time is it? i look at the clock next to my bed 4:35 p.m. “Shit!” My dad is still at home and if it was James calling he would have answered. I fall down the bed, running towards the door slamming it while the phone kept ringing, and while reaching the last part of the stairs i see my dad going for the phone in our living room “No no dad! i got this! it’s probably Brandi calling me!” I grab it holding it tight on me, and whoever just called was probably listening to our conversation right now “Oh okay… I thought she knew that she can’t call while I’m home working…” He said, and with the corner of my eye i see the patient in his studio kinda watching the scene “Yeah sorry you are right I’ll tell her” he nodded and left me there, i took a deep breath before answering “Hello?” I said
“Uhm, hey, Y/N… it’s James…”
his low voice echoed in my ear “Oh hey James”
“Sorry i forgot about not calling you before 6 p.m. I’m an idiot”
“No no don’t worry, hum… my dad is working he just doesn’t want to be distracted, that’s it” he hums an Uhm “I didn’t see you at school…” I say again trying to break the ice “Band practice”
he answers immediately “I wanted to ask you out actually… if you want” my heart dropped in less then a second “Oh ehm sure! I don’t have a car yet tho” I say embarrassed “Dont worry I gotcha ya, I have one” he answers giggling a bit “Where did you wanna go?” he waits for a second before answering “Ehm… maybe we can have a pizza or something like that… if you don’t like it I can look for a restaurant or a cinema” actually the first idea wasn’t that bad, something different instead of restaurants won’t be that bad “Pizza sounds great, you wanna do tomorrow?”
“I’m in Green Street number 2139 in the Pacific heights neighborhood”
“Wow nice place there” he answers, while I hear his pen writing what I told him “Come here around 7 p.m.”
“Where you going?” my mom asks me while I jump down the stairs “I have to see Brandi and the others” I lied of course my parents would go crazy if they knew that have a date with a “rockstar” “And you dress like that to see them?” she looks at my short black dress that I probably wear one time, and it was at a beach party last year in Florida “Uhm, we are going to a pub in the center, that’s why” she nods “Don’t be too late” and with that she went back to her book “Oh Y/N! tell to your guy to not stand on my garden, I just bought those flowers” WHAT? I look outside the living room window and I see James standing outside my house waiting for me he is holding something too “He is just a friend mom I promise”
“Friends don’t stand there for an hour with a damn flower in their hand, have fun, I’ll tell dad that you are with Brandi” I froze in front of her “Go! hopefully he is not like the last one” I roll my eyes at her words remembering of Brandon, my ex boyfriend of four years who cheated on me with a cheerleader of our school, and then he blamed me about what he have done “It’s your fault, you don’t give me the love I deserve and she does” .
I grab my purse and walk out of the door, James adjusts his posture immediately, he was a little bit nervous about showing the red rose he was holding “Uhm, hey, good morning, no! evening, good evening… sorry I’ve been here for like an hour, I forgot you told me 7 p.m. and I came here at 6” I laughed a little bit at his embarrassment “It’s okay James… is that for me?” I ask pointing at the rose he was trying to hide in some ways behind his back “Uhm, yeah, actually… my sister suggested me to bring you a flower, she said that might be nice… sorry I don’t know anything about this shit” he gave me the long slim red rose, his hand touches mine for a second “It’s beautiful thank you…” I get closer to his face to leave a small gentle kiss on his cheek, he smiles clearly embarrassed by the situation and cause of the fact that my mom was probably watching and giggling at the same time. “You wanna go?”
“Yeah sure!” he answers leading me to his car, a really old one “Sorry it’s not the best…”
“Don’t worry I like it!” he smiles and jumps inside. The drive to the pizza place has been really good, we talked a lot, he talked about his band, the fact that the next month their first album is gonna be published and they are gonna do some concerts around the country too if it will have success.
Once we got at our destination I look at him, tall, muscular, his hands in his back pockets, some chains hanging on his wrists same as his neck. Really ruined white shoes, and broken jeans exposing his knees and a Black Sabbath black shirt. He orders for the both of us “Sorry they are a little bit slow here, but i promise you that it’s good” he says nervously “Don’t worry James, I have no doubts” a few bites later and after a few minutes of silence he broke it “Why you out with me Y/N?” he asks, his tone now is serious “What?” I answer almost laughing at his question “Come on. I know what your friends said about me”
“They didn’t say anything”
“Yeah sure… They probably said that I’m an alcohol addicted, I’m a playboy, I have angry issues cause I beat the shit out of that idiot of Martin last year… don’t lie to me” he lays back in the chair “They did… but I don’t care, we all got problems in some ways. I know what you’ve been through, Brandi told me… and my friends are just jealous, they saw that you do what you do with passion knowing that they will never have something like that and they tried to make you appear like a dick…”
he took a deep breath “I started drinking after I lost my mom, I have angry issues cause of this and thanks to that idiot of my dad, but I’m not a playboy or that rockstar shit that everyone thinks about, I’m not even a real rockstar-“
“Yet” I correct him “Yeah… but I’m not a playboy… Jesus Y/N this is my first date ever, I never been out with a girl, never had one… that’s why I’m scared to fuck this up…” he leans closer “You are the most beautiful thing I ever seen in my entire life Y/N, the very first moment you asked me for those answers you scared the shit out of me cause I thought that you were playing with me, I already knew you as all the school, and I couldn’t imagine that you were actually asking me for help, and when you accepted to see me and my band I was so fucking scared to do the worst performance of all time… I also waited days before calling you because I didn’t wanna seem desperate ya know? And now ya here with me…” He left me speechless for a second, I was his first date, the first girl he had interest in and probably I’m
gonna be his first kiss too… he keeps looking at me and in less then a second I moved closer to him, tangling my arms around his neck and kissing him, a gentle romantic kiss, his hands fell on my waist caressing my lower back, he tried to adjust in the kiss, his tongue slipped inside my mouth dancing with mine, he was actually really good for being his first kiss, I smile on his lips making him do the same “Wow look who is here too, my man James” a voice from the side of our table interrupted our moment, a familiar voice that I already heard, Dave, the redhead in James’ band “Hey man” The blonde answers pulling away from me “Oh hey Y/N! you two on a date?”
“Yes man, I already told you”
“Oh yeah yeah, i’m here with Margot. Get inside baby!” He shouts at the girl that was still outside the place reading the menu “Can we join you two?” Dave asks pulling the girl closer to him “We were leaving actually” James answers “So sad, I wanted to talk a little bit with Y/N too, she looks amazing tonight, hope he is gonna give you the treatment you deserve” Dave says with a grin on his face, now I noticed that he was probably drunk and the girls next to him could barely standing on her legs high on some drugs “Dave stop now, we leaving”
“So fucking boring of you James, I’m trying to make you fuck tonight and this is your way to say thank you!” Dave’s voice was almost impossible to understand “I don’t need that man, you are being ridiculous!”
“Did you tell her that you are still a virgin or is she gonna discover it by herself?” Dave laugh was so loud that James face darkened immediately at his friend’s words that he turned to punch him right in the face making the redhead fall to the ground right next to the counter “James!” I screamed, he reached to pull Dave’s shirt making him get closer to him “Don’t you ever let her listen your fucking bullshits! I left behind what you said at her that night at the pub but now I’m so fucking over this shit! Tomorrow I’ll talk with the guys, consider yourself out of this fucking band and go to rehab, understand?!” and with that he pushed the guy back again on the floor, all the people in place were looking at the blonde one, he grabbed my hand and pulled me out with him, walking so fast that I almost lost my shoes “James! Wait!” he stopped leaving my hand “Why did you do that? he is your friend you didn’t have to punch him! what if he calls the cops or the pizza guy does?!”
“Dave won’t, he is gonna forget everything in a few hours and the pizza guy won’t say anything, happy now?” his tone was irritated he wasn’t sweet anymore his fist was still shaking, some red spots on his knuckles, sweat on his forehead, keep murmuring some crosswords, I could tell he was feeling bad, but violence wasn’t a justify for what happened “I go home” I say starting to walk in the opposite direction “What? no I’ll take you home Y/N please” he grabbed my wrist making me turn and look at him “I don’t want you to”
“You just punched your friend right in the face in front of everyone, in front of me! look at your hand james!” I say grabbing his big fist with bruises “He is a dick Y/N! did you hear what he said?!” “It doesn’t justify the fact that you probably broke his nose James!” he sarcastically laughed passing a hand in his long blonde hair “You have serious problems with these angry issues, you cannot take a girl out and do all this scene in front of her!”
“Oh so you are saying that your friends were right!”
“That’s what you probably thought! probably I’m not the kind of guy that should take you out on a date!”
“You are saying all of these James!”
“Cause I know it’s true Y/N!”
I scoff at his assumptions “Okay, do and think wherever you want, see you after summer break, and thank you for the night” I start to walk again hearing him calling for me and saying sorry mixed with some crosswords again.
I was devastated, as soon as I reached my house trying to avoid my mom’s sight I lock my room’s door, crying myself to sleep.
The past days I’ve rotting in my bed, I faked a flue to keep my parents away from me, I ignored my friends invite to their stupid parties, Brandi tried to reach for me without receiving any answers.
The night is calm, my parents are already sleeping, the only sound comes from my tv, the movie brings life to my room. The sleep starts to hit my eyes making them heavier and heavier when a knock on the window takes my attention, opening my eyes I notice a figure in the shadows of the night hanging on the side of my window, I jump up from the bed trying to reach for the light next to my bed. The figure is now clear, James? “What?” I stand up from the bed walking towards the window “What are you doing here? Are you crazy or something?” I say while keeping the window open “I needed to see you again… I’ve been a total idiot”
“I’m sorry Y/N… really sorry I’m serious, it won’t happen again, but please forgive me” My eyes were looking at my feet not him, but his words seemed sincere
“He is out of the band, I talked with Lars and Cliff and they agreed with me, now we are looking for another lead guitarist, a guy called Kirk I guess answered us, we’ll see” I nod at his words “You… You wanna get in?” he froze for a second “Uhm yeah sure” he climbs in closing my window behind him. James looks around my big room, the pink carpets on the floor, the small bathroom on the side of vanity mirror “Cool room…” he says scratching the back of his head “Thanks…” I say proud of it “Mine is a little bit, smaller” James laughs softly. My eyes fall on his sleeveless shirt exposing his biceps and tanned skin and the usual chains and rings on his big hands that he keeps in his pockets “Uhm, you wanna watch something” I propose trying to remove the thoughts that came to my mind while watching him “Yeah sure”
“Come, but remove your shoes” He smiles doing what i asked him after following me on my bed.
I could feel his body tightening next to me, we stayed in silent for a very long time, our shoulders touching, our bodies went warm feeling each others.
James sat there, stiff as
board. He could feel the heat radiating off her, and it was making his skin itch in a way he couldn't quite explain. He wasn't used to this the quiet, the closeness, the way the air in the room suddenly felt thick enough to choke on. Usually, he was surrounded by the roar of an amplifier or the clinking of beer bottles, not the soft hum of a TV and the scent of a girl's room.
When she shifted, stretching her legs out, he caught a glimpse of her skin and felt a sudden, sharp jolt in his chest. He quickly looked away, staring intensely at the television screen as if he was actually paying attention to whatever the hell was playing.
"Fuck, it's warm in here, isn't it?" he muttered, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, noticing the way she was lying there. He wanted to say something smooth, something that made him sound like the cool, untouchable, but his brain felt like it was short circuiting. Instead, he just let out a heavy sigh and shifted a bit closer, his arm brushing against hers again.
"So..." he started, clearing his throat roughly. He felt his face heating up, and he hoped the dim light of the TV hid it. "This movie... is it any good? Or is it just some sentimental bullshit?" He tried to sound sarcastic, to mask the fact that his heart was thumping against his ribs like a double bass drum.
She smiles “James… we already kissed, there is no need to be embarrassed… I like you”
James froze at her words while he kept his eyes locked on the tv, she couldn’t take it anymore, with her hand she turns his face towards her kissing his soft lips. James felt his heart lurch as her fingers caught his jaw, forcing him to turn away from the screen. For a split second, he tried to resist, his stubborn instincts kicking in, but then her lips met his and all the sarcasm in his head vanished.
He stiffened at first, his hands gripping the edge of the mattress. He had no idea what he was doing. But as she kissed him, the tension in his shoulders began to melt. With a sharp, shaky breath, he finally gave in, his large hand coming up to clumsily cup the back of her neck, drawing her closer to him.
The kiss was clumsy at first all heat and desperation but as he leaned into her, James found himself forgetting about the movie, and the fact that he didn't know how to handle this. He groaned low in his throat, a raw sound that vibrated against her lips, and he shifted his weight, pulling her up against him.
His mind was racing. His pulse hammering in his ears. He had never been this close to anyone like this, and the sudden rush of desire made him feel dizzy. He broke the kiss for a second, his forehead resting against hers, his breath hot and ragged.
"You're..." he whispered, his voice strained and thick. He looked at her, his blue eyes clouded with a mix of longing and genuine panic. "You're really fucking something, you know that?" He let out a rough, nervous laugh, his fingers tangling in her hair. "I think I'm losing it, Y/N."
James stared at her, his eyes widening. The lopsided, cocky smirk he usually wore to hide his insecurities flickered for a moment, replaced by a look of sheer, wide eyed panic.
"Is that... is that what you want?" he managed to grit out. His voice was a low rumble, trying to keep his usual confidence. It sounded strained, almost breathless.
"You gotta... you gotta lead a little, alright?" he admitted, the confession coming out in a rough, embarrassed whisper. He hated feeling this way feeling like he wasn't in control but with her, the pride he usually guarded so fiercely felt like it was melting. "I don't wanna... I don't wanna fuck this up." Y/N smiled kissing him gently.
"God, you're so... fucking beautiful," he groaned, his voice cracking slightly. He stopped trying to hide his nerves. He moved his hands from her waist, sliding them up under the hem of her shirt. His palms were rough, the callouses from his guitar strings a stark contrast to the softness of her stomach, and he let out a shaky breath when he felt her skin.
He began to kiss her again, but this time, the hesitation was fading, replaced by a desperate need to explore. He moved from her lips to her jawline, then down to the sensitive skin of her neck, his teeth grazing her lightly in a way that was almost predatory, though his heart was still racing. He felt a surge of heat in his gut, a heavy, pulsing ache that he’d never felt quite this intensely before.
"Y/N..." he breathed her name like a prayer and a curse all at once. He shifted, his thigh sliding between hers.
“I want you” she said, removing his shirt exposing his tanned skin reaching to unbutton his jeans and then taking off his boxers, letting his hard member out already dripping with precum, waiting desperately for her. Y/N stood up for a moment removing her shorts and panties, then positioning her body on top of his once again. "God... Y/N, wait" he whispered, a final, desperate attempt at composure. He caught her wrists, his large, calloused hands trembling visibly. He looked at her, his blue eyes dark with a mix of intense hunger and a terrifying amount of nerves. "If we... if we do this... you gotta be patient with me, alright? Don't laugh if I'm... if I'm a fucking idiot at this."
She smiles at him “Don’t worry James, you’ll be good”
James let out a breath he felt like he’d been holding for a lifetime. Her smile, so calm and reassuring in the middle of his internal chaos, acted like a stabilizer to his racing heart. He swallowed hard, his throat tight, and gave a single, jerky nod. "Yeah... okay. Fuck, okay" he muttered, more to himself than to her, as he released her wrists.
She spit on her hand raising her body on her knees caressing his length with her wet hand after guiding his cock to her entrance finally sitting on it, feeling his size and hardness filling her insides "Holy shit..." he choked out, his voice a ragged whisper. He reached up, his large hands trembling as they found her waist, guiding her rhythm as he tried to find his footing. He was uncoordinated, his hips moving with a desperate, unpracticed urgency, but the sheer raw emotion in his gaze was undeniable.
His hands squeezing her hips then her ass, while she removed her top exposing her breasts.
The moment her top came off, James felt the air leave his lungs. He stared up at her, his blue eyes wide and glazed, fixed on the sight of her breasts rising and falling with her heavy, rhythmic breathing. Her hands reaching for his bringing them to her tits letting him squeeze them while she kept moving on his throbbing cock.
Driven by a sudden, desperate need to be the one in control to prove to himself and to her that he wasn't just some stumbling amateur, James braced his arms on either side of her head. With a grunt of effort, he shifted his weight, sliding out from beneath her and pulling her up with him until he was hovering over her, his heavy, muscular frame pinning her into the mattress.
The sudden change in position made his head swim. Being on top felt different; he could feel the full weight of his own body, the tension in his shoulders. He looked down at her, his hair messy and falling into his eyes, his face flushed a deep red. He felt incredibly large and clumsy above her, but the look in his blue eyes was anything but hesitant now. It was dark, hungry, and intensely focused.
He didn't wait. He leaned down, his chest brushing against her breasts as he captured her lips in a kiss that was far more confident than his previous ones. It was a heavy, demanding kiss, his tongue seeking hers with a raw intensity.
His hands slid down her sides, his large, calloused palms grazing her skin before settling firmly on her hips. He guided himself back to her, his breath hitching in his throat as he felt the heat of her waiting for him. As he pushed forward, sinking into her again.
As he sank back into her, James let out a sound that was purely primal a low, guttural roar that seemed to vibrate from the very bottom of his lungs. “James…” She gasps his name while her nails bury in the skin of his back “What? You don’t like it?” He asks immediately “No no, you are doing so good” his movements went stronger and deeper making her feel all of his length and how hard it was getting at every thrust
"Fuck, Y/N... you feel insane..." he groaned, his voice breaking as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He was sweating now, the moisture making their skin slide against each other with a slick, intoxicating friction. He felt like he was losing himself.
He gripped her hips so hard his knuckles turned white, his movements becoming faster, more frantic, driven by a need that was almost painful.
"I'm... goddammit, Y/N!" he choked out, his voice cracking as he reached the absolute limit of his endurance. The world around him the room, the TV, the heavy air all of it vanished, leaving nothing but the white hot sensation of her body surrounding him.
“I’m sorry I- I can’t take it anymore” she smiles at his words “Don’t worry, I want you to do it”
He felt the build up in his gut, a massive, surging wave of pressure. His muscles coiled tight, his back arching as a sudden, violent tremor shook his entire frame.
With a final, desperate thrust, he let out a long, ragged groan that sounded like a sob, his eyes snapping shut as he finally broke. He came with a force that left him breathless, a raw, unbridled release that felt like his very soul was being poured into her. He buried his face against her shoulder, his teeth grazing her skin as he shuddered uncontrollably, his hips still twitching, his cum dripping down her cunt while his cock stays relaxed inside.
“I’m sorry, I thought I could last more” His face still hides from her sight. Y/N giggles hearing him so desperate for such a small thing “James that was amazing, you’ve been so good, it’s normal for the first time, we are gonna try another time” he raises his head “You would do it again” James asks, his eyes sparkling looking at the girl “Of course, but you gotta wait daytime cause my parents are in the room next to mine” he nods “But you can stay here till morning, if you like…”
“Believe me, I would stay here as long and whenever you want.”
hello girls!! i’m back!! sorry for the inactivity but university sucks, i’m gonna answer your requests as soon as possible starting today, if u have any other ideas send them to me xx