I Was So Bitter, Till You Came Along

~One Month Later~

WARNING: Things get a little steamy ;)
(I'm not particularly fond of some of the dialogue, but hey. I don't want to fix it. Enjoy!)

School was finally let out for the summer, and I'd graduated with the rest of my class. I had just gotten home from my last day of school, and Sammy had come with me because Andy and Ashley were at a meeting for Warped.

"Okay. Bathroom is upstairs, third door on the left. That's basically it. Do you want anything to eat or drink?" I asked Sammy. We'd grown extremely close over the past month, and I was very grateful to have him as a friend. I hadn't told him about Warped Tour yet though, but that was my goal for today.

"Yeah... could I just get some water?" He asked. I nodded and walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge and moving some beer bottles around. Typical Ashley. I pulled the last water bottle out of the fridge, and I returned to Sammy, handing it to him. He thanked me and screwed the lid off. I sat down on the couch, not exactly knowing how to tell him about the tour. So I decided to just wing it.

"Sammy... there's something I need to tell you." Great. Make it sound like you're in love with the kid. Good job. Now you've got him worried.

"What's that?" He asked, his tone laced with worry.

"We can't be friends anymore." WHAT? What does that even have to do with Warped Tour!? You are so dumb! I furrowed my eyebrows at myself, and I shook my head.

"That's not what I meant to say. We can still be friends. What I meant to say was that I'm going to Warped Tour this summer," I said. I bit my lip while I waited for his response.

"Warped Tour? What the hell is that?" He asked. I sighed.

"It's a summer tour that transpires every summer. I'm going to be on it all summer," I said. He furrowed his eyebrows together.

"So, you're performing?" He asked.

"No! I'm just going on the tour. We're not going to be able to see each other," I said. Now you sound like you do have feelings for the kid! Just shut up before you make it worse! Sammy sat down next to me, and he set his drink down on the coffee table. He turned to face me, his face only inches from my own.

"Okay. We can make it work," he said coolly. But for some reason I didn't want to. I heard a car pull into the driveway. Next thing I knew, Sammy was leaning forward. Oh god. Please don't kiss me. Please let Andy and Ashley walk through that door. Anything but-

His lips were on mine, but I didn't kiss him back. So the little booger had feelings for me. Just... awesome. The front door opened, Andy's and Ashley's voices filling the house while I sat there, still as a statue.

Sammy pulled away, and I stared at him, not saying anything. Andy and Ashley had gone quiet as well.

"Get out," was all I managed to say, and Sammy stood up, grabbed his water, and he bolted out of the house.

"What the fuck?" Andy asked as he and Ashley advanced into the living room. I stood up, trying to wrap my head around the fact that my only friend from school had feelings for me.

"I don't know," I said as I stared at the floor in embarrassment. I bolted up to my room, locking my door behind me. However, Andy entered from the bathroom, making me groan.

"I don't like him, okay?" I said.

"I believe you, sweetheart. It's okay. Some guys just don't know when they should and shouldn't kiss people," Andy said. I smirked.

"Like you?" I asked.

"What? Are you saying you didn't want to be kissed that day?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No. Whatever. Forget it," I said. I plopped onto my bed, and I put my face in my hands. Butterflies filled my stomach when Andy sat down next to me and embraced me. There was no denying that I had feelings for him, and Sammy kissing me made me feel guilty... like I was cheating on Andy although we weren't even together. I leaned against him, shutting my eyes as we both fell back against the pillows. I turned onto my side, placing my left hand on his chest, and I put my leg over his for comfort.

"So tell me... have you done anything remotely rebellious? Like... anything at all?" Andy asked as he caressed my thigh slowly.

"Like what? Smoking... drinking? Partying.... or sex?" I asked.

"Yeah," Andy replied.

"Nope. I've never wanted to," I said with a simple shrug. He hummed.

"Well, let me ask you this then: do you want a family someday?" I thought about it. Did I want to push a ten pound baby out of my vagina? That didn't sound even remotely pleasing.

"No," I said. It was the first time I'd ever confessed it out loud to myself. All anyone at my old school wanted was to get married and start families, but I didn't want that. Why did you have to have legal documents to make your relationship with someone mean something? Love isn't just about getting married and having kids. But that's just me.

"Do you at least want to get married?" Andy asked.

"No. I'm not particularly fond of the idea," I told him. He hummed once more, and I reached out and grabbed his hand, lacing my fingers through his own.

"Do you want any of that?" I asked, shutting my eyes.

"Maybe one day... not necessarily anytime soon," Andy replied. It wasn't long before I fell asleep after Andy started humming Ritual in my ear.

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"I don't want you getting together with my sister! She's so innocent and you're complete opposites! No fucking way, dude. I won't allow it!" I was awoken by Ashley loudly whisper-yelling at Andy. For some reason they were standing in the middle of my room.

"Ashley shut up," I groaned. I sat up and rubbed my face before running my hands through my hair. I yawned, covering my mouth with my hand. Ashley left after shooting me a glare.

"C'mon. Get up. We leave on Thursday, which means you need to start packing," Andy said as he pulled me to my feet. I just wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his chest tiredly. He sighed and wrapped me up in his arms, rocking me back and forth for a while.

"Tired," I mumbled, closing my eyes as I started to drift back to sleep. My knees buckled and I started to go down, but Andy kept a grip on me and pulled me up, setting me on my bed.

"What time is it?" I asked, my words slurring together.

"It's five-thirty on the dot," Andy told me. I nodded.

"Run me a bubble bath?" I asked him, feeling a little bit more awake. I looked up at him just in time to see him grin.

"Of course. C'mon," he said, pulling me back up. We walked to the bathroom together, and he closed both doors. I closed the lid on the toilet, sitting down on it whilst yawning again as Andy started the bath. My phone, which was in my back pocket, buzzed, and I pulled it out, reading the text from Ashley. He was going back out again tonight. I just set my phone on the counter, not exactly caring. I watched as Andy added bubbles to my bath, and the air started to smell sweet, and a lazy smile spread across my lips.

The water was soon shut off, and Andy was pulling me to my feet. I grabbed a hair tie, putting my hair up into a messy bun, and I let him pull my shirt over my head. I undid the button on my jeans, and I unzipped them before stepping out of them and kicking them away from me. I latched myself back onto Andy, feeling safe in his arms. He undid my bra then, and I stepped away from him to remove it completely. I tossed it beside my jeans, and he looked down at me, smiling before pressing a soft kiss to my lips. He pulled me against him by my waist, hooking his fingers under the waistband of my panties, and he pushed them down. They pooled at my ankles, and I stepped out of them, kicking them away as well. I tugged at his shirt, and he broke the kiss to pull it off. Soon, all of his clothes were in a pile beside mine, and his throbbing erection was pressed against my thigh as we made out lazily. I pulled away from him, smiling and blushing at what we'd just done. I'd never seen any guy's penis before, so this was definitely a first for me.

Andy just smirked at me, and I stepped into the bath. It was the perfect temperature. Andy stepped in next to me, and he sat down in the water. I followed his lead, him pulling me against his chest. He pressed his lips against my neck, sucking and biting gently as he cupped my breasts. I turned to face him, straddling his lap, and his erection was pressed against my sex. He moaned as I pressed my lips back on his, his hands trailing down my body. He cupped my butt with one hand, sliding the other hand toward my vagina. He then started to rub my clitoris; something I'd never even done to myself. I couldn't help but let out a high pitched noise at the contact his hand made. He chuckled softly against my lips, and I pulled back to look at him. He rubbed me slowly, and I tucked my head over his shoulder at the pleasure I'd never felt before. It was definitely amazing.

"Wait.. A-Andy," I stuttered as he applied some more pressure. He stopped, immediately retracting his hand.

"I-I want this," I said, hoping to God I didn't sound as desperate as I felt. He grinned and I got off of his lap so he could pull the plug off the drain. He picked me up and we quickly dried off before Andy pulled me into his bedroom, pushing me down on his bed. He hovered over me, his hand returning to my clit, and I moaned. He kissed me quickly before standing and walking over to his dresser. He pulled out a condom and some lube, and returned to me. He rolled the condom on and lubed himself up before hovering over me again.

"Are you one-hundred percent sure, Casey? I'm going to take your virginity. Are you sure you want that?" Andy asked me, his eyebrows raised in concern.

"Yeah. Andy, take me. I want you," I breathed. He grinned and positioned himself at my entrance. He pushed in slowly, causing me to inhale sharply at the sudden pain.

"Wait!" I said, and he immediately stopped his movements. I squeezed my eyes shut, biting my lip. He was only about halfway in. I let out a breath.

"Okay," I instructed. He pushed all the way in, waiting for me to give him the okay. Meanwhile, he pressed kisses on my neck and collar bone.

"Go," I said quietly, and Andy was happy to oblige.

Notes

So she lost her virginity. What happens next!?

Enjoy!! :)