Chapter 27

It has been three days since Charlotte and I blissfully deflowered each other.

Let me tell you that I have never felt more relaxed in my entire life.

Over the weekend Charlotte and I basically lounged around my house all day only separating from each other to either use the bathroom or get something to snack on.

Our mothers left us alone only checking on us at night to make sure that we didn't sneak away.

Which is understandable.

On Monday when we returned to school after the homecoming dance the paparazzi, that usually hangs outside of the gate all day, decreased slightly.

Where they went?

I do not know, nor do I care.

Charlotte and I were hanging onto each other whenever we had the chance. It annoyed a multitude of teachers to a certain extent, funnily enough they were all math teachers.

Avery obviously knew why we were so loved up and made the decision to give us some alone time.

All in all, I don't think that Charlotte and I have been any closer than we are now, and we were really close before.

It is currently Tuesday morning.

Charlotte and I are in the middle of peacefully cuddling when the door suddenly bursts open.

Thank god that we have clothes on this time.

I peek over my girlfriends’ shoulder only to see Avery smiling and holding a cake.

It is seven in the morning.

Why the hell does she have a cake in her hands?

I thought all the bakeries were closed this early in the morning.

"What?" I ask her in a seemingly calm tone only for it to come out with a slight edge What is wrong with me?

I feel like I've been a little more possessive over Charlotte and I's private time.

For example, yesterday when Charlotte's mom asked her to come home so that they could have a meeting about an upcoming event I practically hung onto her until she forced herself to leave my house.

In my defense Charlotte told me that she didn't want to leave my house, she almost asked her mom if they could have the meeting over the phone.

Ultimately, she decided to leave for the fear of 'wasting everybody's time'.

Charlotte begins to gently massage my hip using her thumb.

"Calm down, babe," Charlotte whispers quietly to me before sitting up She quickly and skillfully maneuvers her body so that her back is leaning against my headboard. She urges me to climb onto her lap which I end up complying with.

I carefully place my butt on her thighs as she wraps her arms loosely around my waist. I want to straddle her but I will not for two reasons.

One, it would be very inappropriate to do in front of our friend, and two, my thighs still hurt from her basically marking them.

I still need to discuss that with her.

"You can continue, Avery" Charlotte says politely as she continues to gently massage my hip "I made you guys a cake" Avery says with an evil smile on her face This can't be good.

She tilts the cake so that Charlotte and I can get a better view of it.

My cheeks redden as I read the cake.

The cake has the word 'virgin' on it in black lettering which is crossed out with red icing.

I glance up at Charlotte only to notice that she's staring at it with wide eyes. She clears her throat before tightening her grip around me.

"That is a- Um- very interesting cake" Charlotte says with obvious shock in her tone "I need to go to school so I'll leave this downstairs for you guys" she says as she quickly exits my room, making sure to close the door behind her I turn my head to look at my shocked girlfriend.

"We need to talk about a few things" I tell her She groans at this piece of information as she leans her head back against the headboard.

Who knows how long this will take?

-

"Charlotte, you can't avoid this" I yell after her as I follow her down the stairs I confronted her head on about the hickey situation a couple of minutes ago. At first, she just pretended to ignore me, going into my bathroom to get ready, but now she's full on ignoring the question.

I will not rest until I get an answer.

My beautiful girlfriend stands before me in a cropped red sweater that she paired with a pair of denim ripped jeans and black booties.

"Aspen, enough, I'm done talking about this" she says with a firm tone as she turns to face me I raise my eyebrows at her tone of voice.

She's calm but I sense her self-control slowly diminishing.

"You haven't talked about this at all!" I say with a tone of frustration as she begins to walk away from me "Why do you care anyway? You weren't complaining three days ago when I put them on your body" She questions as she grabs a bowl of grapes from the refrigerator I blush as I watch her explicitly eat the grapes, unaware of her doing and the effects it has on me.

"I could barely get my pants on without my legs feeling sore" I say as I make my way over to her I notice her bright green eyes drift over to me and slowly trail down my body. I shiver at the action.

I'm dressed in an offset sweater that I paired with a pair of denim ripped jeans and white high-top converse.

She begins to slowly make her way over to me only stopping when she's successfully pinning me against the counter.

Her pelvis is firmly pressing my lower back into the edge of the counter while her knee lodged itself in between my thigh, effectively separating my legs the slightest bit. Her fingertips are firmly placed on my hips, slightly digging into my skin.

"Simple, don't wear pants, I wouldn't mind" my spontaneous girlfriend teases as she holds a purple grape in front of my lips "What do you mean?" I whisper before consuming the grape She smirks as she uses one of her hands to slowly unbutton my jeans. As soon as my pants are completely unzipped and unbuttoned, she gently slides her hand down into my underwear.

"Fuck" I whisper as her hand cups my warm heat which causes my head to tilt backwards, exposing my bare neck to her "Do you understand now?" She whispers lowly against my lips I feel my breathing pattern quickly speed up.

"How much time do we have?" I gasp out I lift my head up so that I can stare at her mischievous facial expression. I bring my bottom lip into my mouth as she uses the hand that is holding my hip to bring me closer to her hand.

"Thirty minutes," she replies with a smirk when I give her a desperate facial expression "Upstairs, now" she says not wanting to waste any more time.

-

"Aspen, dear, are you okay?" Charlotte's manager asks me as Charlotte helps me lift my weak body into the van "Y-Yeah," I reply tiredly with heavy eyelids I ended up switching my pants for leggings. Well, Charlotte put them on me, after she wrecked me.

She held my hands down and gave me some of the most mind-blowing head ever. I attempted to wiggle myself free, I truly did, but it was no use.

Charlotte made sure to add some extra hickeys onto my hips and upper thighs.

She even made sure to re-bruised some of the hickeys in her initials if they weren't dark enough, which wasn't that many.

"I'm just a little tired" I say as if it's no big deal Charlotte climbs into the van after me and sits on one of the seats bringing me onto her lap where I instantly fall asleep.

"Is she okay?" I faintly hear Bella say with a worried tone of voice "Yeah, she just overworked herself" Charlotte replies back If I wasn't practically asleep, I would be blushing.

-

"Aspen, can you walk?" Charlotte asks me worriedly as she hands me a backstage pass Charlotte is having another meet and greet except this one is slightly different.

She'll be on a stage with a television show host, since this will be broadcasted across all streaming services and networks, and she'll be answering her supporters’ questions.

Afterwards she'll come back stage for a short five-minute break while the security and crew help the large crowd safely navigate their way towards the actual meet and greet area where she'll take photos with them, sign merchandise and etc.

"No, not at the moment" I say as I glare at her She squats down between my legs and silently helps me slide the lanyard over my head before resting her heated palms on my mid-thigh area.

"I'm sorry, babe, I didn't mean to be so rough on you" she says with a sad look in her eyes "Yes, you did, because I told you to," I say matter of fatly I'm not mad at her.

I don't know if she thinks I'm mad at her.

She smirks at my earlier response as she nods her head.

"Look, I'm not upset with you, I've just been feeling weird lately" I say which piques her interest "Feeling weird, how?" She questions with a curiously eager tone of voice I take a moment to gather all of the things before speaking.

"Like whenever someone interrupts us in the middle of our private cuddling time, I get irritated or frustrated" I decide to say since the other ones are kind of embarrassing She gives me a look that tells me that she knows there's more information but she won't force it out of me.

"Babe, that's normal" she says as she begins to gently caress my thighs using her thumbs "Are you sure?" I ask her worriedly She nods her head at my question.

"Bellisa, you have five minutes until you need to be on stage" a random stage crew says they interrupt our conversation "Okay, I'll be out in a minute" Charlotte responds with a smile which he nods at before retreating away from us "It just means that you value our time together, that you never want to be away from me" she says with a shrug I furrow my eyebrows at her answer.

"Won't we have to be away from each other, you know, so we don't kill each other" I say as I remember one of our fight’s older fights It almost ended our friendship.

Get this, we were nine years old and it was over a fucking Krispy Kreme doughnut.

Long story short, Charlotte thought I secretly took the last doughnut while I thought she secretly took the last doughnut. It ended up being Charlotte's mom who ate the last doughnut but we didn't know until a week after.

I still can't believe we almost ended our friendship over a doughnut.

"Well, Yeah, we’ll have our moments where we get upset with each other about the littlest of things and we'll need some time apart, but we'll talk it out and get a better understanding of each other's perspectives so that we can solve it" she says I smile at her explanation as I take my time to admire her.

"I love you, Charlotte" I say as my smile never falters She gives me a smile back at my declaration as she interlocks our fingers together.

"I love you too, Aspen" she replies back just as sweetly I take the initiative of leaning in to kiss her, which she doesn't seem to mind, as she quickly connects our lips in record time.

This kiss feels different.

As if we're locking something and making it permanent.

What we are locking?

I have no clue.

What we are making permanent?

I'm hoping it is our feelings for each other.

I never want to love anyone as much as I love this girl right here because this girl right here has my whole heart.