After Andy and Imogen got out of the movie they went back to her house. Andy had texted Daniel and told him he was spending the night with her. He wasn't taking no for an answer. After not being with each other for three weeks it felt impossible to leave each other's side.

As they walked up the stairs, and tip-toed past Brooke's room, they laid down on Imogen's bed. Andy wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her back.

"You smell good." He chuckled.

"Thank you." Imogen mumbled, twisting his ring around his large finger.

"I missed the way you smelled. Soap with a hint of strawberries." He smiled.

"You smell like mint and cigarettes." Imogen's voice was barely audible, as he only turned his head so his cheek rested between her shoulder blades. She was skinnier than the last time they'd been together. Way skinnier. "Is it going to always be like this?"

"Like what?" He mumbled.

"Where we have to go three weeks at a time before seeing each other again?" She said.

"I don't want it to be. You know that. It's my mother." He said, softly. He took a piece of her hair between his fingers and twirled it around. "Once we move out to Los Angeles that won't be a problem. We can be together all day long."

"I know." She sighed, turning in his arms so they faced each other.

"Good." He said, softly pressing their lips together. "I love you."

"I love you too." She smiled.

"What time do you leave for the competition?" He asked.

"Uh, Andrew's driving so he'll want to leave early. If you could come to my house after work tomorrow night that would be best, is that alright?" She said, biting her lip. He nodded and buried his face in her neck. Their heartbeats were perfectly in sync and Imogen felt her breath slowing as he softly kneeded his hands in her back but she remembered what she wanted to give him for his birthday. "Andy?" She whispered, groggily,

"Yes?" She looked into his eyes.

"I'm ready." She said, definitely. It took Andy a moment to register what she was saying. He shook his head.

"No. Imogen, no your not." He said, running his thumb across her cheek bone.

"Yes I am." She said, brushing her lips against his, "I want this just as much as you do, Andy."

"Your too young. This is too big of a step." He shook his head.

"Please don't be this way. Andy, I want you so bad. I'm ready. I love you so much and I want to give this to you." She said, smashing her lips to his.

"Im, don't think of it that way!" He groaned, pulling away. "Do you understand how big of a deal this is going to be? When I'm with you I can't control myself.." He stroked her cheek, softly.

"I trust you, Andy." She said, leaning in and kissing his cheek. He closed his eyes and sighed, before flipping her over so she was lying on her back. She was so beautiful, so pure. He was going to take her innocence and that didn't feel so good.

"Please tell me no." He mumbled as he started kissing down her neck. She let out a breathy moan and shook her head.

"You know I can't." She said, softly. He continued the sweet torture on her sensitive skin and wrapped his arms around waist. Her hands rested behind his neck, where she rubbed smooth circles into the skin. He moaned and pulled her tee shirt over her head and jeans off her tiny legs.

"Dear god." He said, taking in her body. She laughed, lightly, and guided him back down to her lips. He started rubbing her thigh, sensually, making her go crazy. She wanted him so bad, but they both needed to take this slow. She pulled at the hem of his shirt and he quickly threw it off. Then he threw her bra off.

Her hands eagerly touched his bare skin, making his heart pump faster. He massaged her breasts and trailed kisses down her neck, across the tops of her breasts, and down her soft stomach.

Andy paused to slide her underwear off and then he looked back up into her beautiful blue eyes.

"Imogen.."

"Andy, just keep going." She said, breathily. He nodded and started strumming a finger across her private area. She was being stimulated just by his soft touch and she almost reached her climax but not before Andy shoved two fingers in her.

She moaned, quietly as she realesed all over him. Andy grabbed his wallet and took a condom out of it. He threw off his jeans and then underwear before rolling it on. Imogen looked at it nervously. Was she really doing this?

Andy's hands locked in her's and he looked down, "Baby, you don't have to do this."

"Andy, I want this." She said, rubbing his knuckles. He nodded and placed a finger under her chin.

"It's going to hurt." He said, "A lot. Just keep your eyes on me the whole time, okay?" She nodded and he sighed, shakily. "Imogen, you-" She grabbed him by the hair and smashed her lips to his, taking his breath away.

"Make love to me." She mumbled against his mouth. He pulled away but only to rejoin her in a way she'd never experienced.

Imogen felt unbearable pain and she cried out. He stopped pushing in, "Baby? Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah, your just-" She sighed, "Your really big."

"I know, princess. It's going to hurt." He pushed a little more in and she put on a brave face.

"Is that all?" She asked. He pushed in a little more.

"Yeah." He said, softly. He could feel a bit of wetness down there and he knew immediately it was blood. He did it. He took her innocence. He pulled her safely into his chest.
Her hands wrapped around his shoulders as he started to slowly pump in and out of her. She seemed to adjust to the feeling a bit as he continued. He thrusted into her and she threw her head back in ecstasy. "A-Andy." She tangled her fingers in his hair.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yes, just keep going." She said, closing her eyes.

"Always." He said, ducking his head in her neck. He hit a spot deep within her that made her moan.

"Oh god, Andy, there." He continued to hit the spot, feeling her walls tighten around him. He was so close and he knew she was too.

"I love you." He said, pressing their foreheads together. She bucked her hips along to the rythm he had created.

"I love you-" She moaned loudly as he pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, "T-too!" He continued this until both of them came. He let her ride out her high and pulled out. He took off the condom and threw it in her trash can. He laid down next to her and protectively wrapped his arms around her waist. She glanced at the clock and saw it was only eight o'clock, but she didn't care. All she wanted was to close her eyes and sleep.

"Go to sleep my princess. I have you." He said, pulling the covers over them. She closed her eyes and fell asleep within seconds.

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Imogen woke up next to the sun glistening through the window. Andy's arms were tightly wrapped around her. So tight she couldn't move a muscle, but she didn't care. It felt amazing, perfect even. She glanced at the clock seeing it was only seven but Andy had work later at twelve. She buried her face in his chest and sighed, happily. She didn't regret last night at all. Giving it up to Andy wasn't scary it was right.

Imogen loved him with everything she had.

Andy's eyes fluttered open and immediately drifted down to his girl. She was awake and she was tracing tiny circles on his skin. She looked up at him and immediately smiled. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Never better." She smiled, softly. "But I am a little sore.."

He chuckled, "I didn't hurt you right?" She shook her head, sheepishly before laying it back down on his heated skin. He pulled her even closer and she laughed.

"I..can't...breathe..." She panted. He laughed and released a little bit, but not much.

"I don't care. I just love you." He said, smelling her sweet skin.

"Well if you want me to be alive you should release me a bit." She chuckled and his arms let go another small amount.

"Better?" He asked.

"Perfect." She said, burying her face in his chest. He twirled his fingers through her hair and massaged her head. "That feels fabulous." He smiled and kissed her forehead.

"We have four and a half hours to do whatever you want." He said, resting his cheek on her head.

"I want to lay here with you." She said.

"Lazy.." He chuckled.

"Please?" She stuck her lip out, "It's all I want to do."

"Lay here with no clothes on?" He grinned. She shoved his shoulder and he laughed, before leaning down and kissing her neck all over. She giggled. "I'm down with that." Imogen could feel his dick pressed up against her leg. It made her cheeks heat up but thinking of last night nothing really bothered her anymore.

Their bare skin was against bare skin, sweat mixed up with each other's, and sometimes due to there eyes never leaving in one other's, there eyelashes would flutter together. Nothing had ever felt so right for the couple.

"I'm so happy I'm with you." She said, softly.

"Me too." He said, kissing her temple. "I didn't even know you existed a few months ago and now here we are."

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't know who you were." She chuckled.

"You wanna know when I knew you were a keeper?" He asked, she nodded. "When you left school and came to my house. You were in danger but you still came, even after I told you not too." She smiled and started tracing his tattoo's.

"I wasn't scared for myself, I was scared for you." She said, softly pressing a kiss to his chest. He took her hand and pressed it to his chest so she could feel his heart.

"This only beats for you." He said, softly. "I love you so much it hurts to breath sometimes."

"Me too." Imogen agreed, "I adore you."

"Babe.." Andy, smiled. "I am so lucky."

"Your telling me." She grinned. He pressed his lips to her's.

"Want to take a bath?" He mumbled and she nodded. He scooped her up in his arms and took her to the bathroom. He turned on the water after sitting her on the toilet. Imogen tried to stand but the pain in her lower region was intense. Andy chuckled as she fell into his chest. "Hurting a bit?"

"Yeah." She nodded. Andy just held her to him and rubbed her back as the tub filled up. She closed her eyes and sighed. She heard him turn off the water and he put his arm behind her legs and then lifted her up.

"Thanks." She muttered.

"Tired?" He chuckled, sitting down in the water.

"Yes." She groaned. "You wore me out." He chuckled and wrapped his arms around her chest. She turned in his arms and sighed in content.

"You also slept for twleve hours!" He exclaimed.

"Shut up." She grinned, against his skin. Andy took some of the silky water and rubbed it on her smooth arms. "I never want this to end.."

"Me neither." He breathed out.

"Sing for me." She said.

"What's should I sing?" He asked.

"Anything." She smiled up at him and he shook his head, grinning.

"Give me a band." He said.

"No bands, sing an original song. If you wrote that amazing one, I know you've written more!" She exclaimed.

"For you maybe.." He blushed.

"Sing one of those." She smiled.

"Okay, I've got one. It's called the Mortician's Daughter." He said, and she nodded.

I open my lungs dear
I sing this song at funerals... no rush.
These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.

A baby boy you've held so tightly,
This pain it visits almost nightly
Missing hotel beds, I feel your touch.

I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my crush.
A universe so still.
No rust.

No dust will ever grow on this frame,

One million years, and I will say your name.

I love you more than I can ever scream.

We booked our flight those years ago,
I said I loved you as I left you.
Regrets still haunt my hollow head,
But I promised you that I will see you again, again.
I sit here and smile dear.

I smile because I think of you and I blush.
These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss.

A fuss is made of miles and travel

Roadways are but stones and gravel.
A bleeding heart can conquer every crutch.

We booked our flight those years ago
You said you loved me as you left me.
Regrets still haunt your saddened head,
But I promised you that I will see you.
We booked our flight those years ago

I said I loved you as I left you
Regret's no longer in my head,
But I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again, I'm home again, again, again.
I'm home again.

Imogen had tears streaming down her face and he wiped them away but they just kept coming.

"Andy.." She whimpered as he pulled her closer. "That's so beautiful." It was their life, and how much he loved her. That song meant everything.

"Just like you." He smiled.

She laughed, while wiping away her tears, "Cheesball."

"I prefer the term smooth." He laughed.

"I prefer the term arrogant." She said, kissing his cheek.

Notes

Finally my lovelies:) Finally..

Bare with me guys, there is a few more happy chapters and then shit is going down. Remember ally hose sneak peek's into the future? Those will come into play soon.