Remind me to listen to my boyfriend sometimes. Not doing so has put me in a perdicament.

DaniXOEllaOX says: Hey, Johnny.
Bowdownbeforetheswordofmywrath says: Oh, hey Daniellea.
DaniXOEllaOX says: Long name!
Bowdownbeforetheswordofmywrath says: Haha, yeah. Hold on, k?
LilJohnnyChrist says: Better?
DaniXOEllaOX says: Much. So . . .
LilJohnnyChrist says: ???
DaniXOEllaOX says: Is there something wrong, Johnny?
LilJohnnyChrist says: No. Y?
DaniXOEllaOX says:You kinda just stormed out of music class. if we bother ya that much, we'll cool it around you.
LilJohnnyChrist says: Confession time, eh? Come over plz?
DaniXOEllaOX says: Mkay. Be there in 10, kay?
LilJohnnyChrist says: Alright.{C}

I decided to not bother with telling anyone where I was going and climbed out of my window and up the ladder to Johnny's. We'd done this to save time.

He helped me over the sill, like usual, "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's you I'm concerned with." I sat on his bed beside him.

"I'm gonna be honest. I had hoped that when Matt kissed . . .or excuse me was kissed by Jenna, you'd be mad and you'd stop whatever you guys had at the time. when all it did was give him the guts to ask you out, I was kinda ticked off." He said, running his hand over his head and messing up his mohawk. I simply waited, "Then it's like . . .you're insperable. Daniellea, I like you. A lot. I had the hugest crush on you when we were little and I guess finally talking to you, seehing how great you are, it's only returned a million times stronger.
Please don't hate me for being jealous."

"I don't hate you, Johnny. I'm sorry. I didn't know. you . . .no one's ever paid attention to me before really, until Matt. I do like you, Johnny, but I-" And then he kissed me. It felt good. It felt great, but it wasn't Matt and it was painfully obvious that even if I pretended, if I gave Johnny that much, I could never like it as much. At least it was obvious to me. Johnny, however, got really into the kiss and before long had me pinned under him. Like I said, it felt great and for a second I didn't want to stop him. But I did because no matter what, it was wrong. All physical things aside, emotionally I wanted . . .needed for it to be Matt doing this. I pushed him back, "No."

"Come on, Daniellea." He murmured, "It isn't a bad thing. You said you like me too."

"Yes, but you aren't him, Johnny. I'm sorry. Please let me up."

He looked at me sadly and stood up, "Okay. I'm the one that's sorry. Are you going to tell Matt?"

I sighed, "No. You are."

"You're right." He nodded and went to his phone, "I'll have him come over. Go clean up?" He suggested.

I retreated into his bathroom to fix my hair and clothes. A few moments later, Matt and I were sitting on Johnny's bed, he was in his computer chair.

Johnny cleared his throat, "I, uh, made a mistake, Matt."

"What's that?" Matt was distracted, his fingertips running over my hip, the same one he'd told me to get tattooed. Obsessive much?

"I kissed Daniellea." Johnny murmured.

"What?!" Matt's grip on me tightened, his eyes narrowing and his face turning red.

I rubbed his arm, "Calm down. Let him explain."

"I kissed her but she stopped me. I'm sorry, Matt, but I've liked her for a long time. Since before you moved here." Johnny rushed to explain.

"Then why did you choose now to do something about it?"

"Because I finally got jealous enough to act and I thought she liked me back. I was wrong and it was stupid of me. She chose for me to tell you and truthfully, I'm glad," He sighed, "Because I'd rahter you be mad at me with me here to take it out on."

"Johnny, you kissed my girlfriend. Do you know how bad that is? She's your friend, I'm your friend. It's taking everything I have to not hurt you." Matt's fists were clenched and at the point in time I was doubting my own sanity about having Johnny tell him in person.

"I don't know what else to say but I'm sorry." Johnny's voice was even more timid than how it started.

"I'll . . . give me a while to think about everything, man. It's not that I blame you, I just don't know what to think." He sighed, shaking his head, "Just know that I expect it won't happen again."

"Of course not." Both Johnny and I said. I met him with a pointed look that said {C}And I mean it.{C}

Matt stood and pulled me up, "Want to go to the movie tonight?"

I nodded. It'd be our first real date, but I felt bad that we were kinda rubbing it in Johnny's face. I stroked the side of Matt's face, "Come back around in a few so I can get cleaned up."

"Okay." He kissed my cheek and left.

I reached over and hugged Johnny, "Thank you."

He knew what I was thanking him for. He'd made it seem as if I hadn't provoked him or encouraged him with saying that I did like him. He'd kept Matt from being mad at me. He gave me a squeeze, "No problem, hun. Besides, I can see who makes you happy."
And Johnny was right. Matt obviously made me very happy. I just hoped I did the same for him.

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"Your nose is cold." Matt laughed.

"We're at the beach in December, what do you expect?" I laughed a little too, leaning back against him. He linked his fingers through mine, tightening his arms around me. I smiled, snuggling into his warmth.

Lorrie ran over to us with a blanket, "Zacky was useful, he brought extras."

"Thanks." Matt smiled at her, pulling the thick cover up over us.

"No problem. We're moving farther down, call us back up when everyone gets ready to leave." She smiled, moving away toward Zacky. He threw an arm around her and they kissed before walking off.

Matt kissed my neck, "They just left us alone with the fire."

I leaned my head over, exposing my neck to him more, feeling him grin against it. he knew how I reacted to the slightest touch there, "Umhum. Brian and Jimmy took off as soon as we got here."

"Horn dogs." He quipped, his hand pushing my shirt up my stomach. I trailed my fingers over his arm and up to his shoulder before going back down. Turning slightly, my shirt rode up more and I could splay my own hands under his. He hissed in a breath, "Your hands are cold, princess."

"You're warm." I contradicted, tripping my fingers up to trace the tattoo I now had memorized. He drew in a deep breath, trying to pull me closer. He tipped my chin up to plant a hard kiss on my mouth, much more fierce than he ever had. I returned it with fevor, opening my mouth to his probing tongue. he rolled with me, pushing munder him on the slightly sandy blanket we'd been sitting on, trapping his body heat between us. I arched into him, letting his fingers slip up under me to take off my bra. I shivered as the cold hit my skin. He chuckled slightly, moving his mouth away from mine to do so, his palm caressing my skin causing it to tingle against his touch. He gave me a soft smile before kissing down my throat then down to let his lips skim up my ribs. He moved my legs so he could lay between them, his mouth closing around me and flicking sensitive skin. I ground my hips up against his, seeking friction, both of us breathing hard. His eyes met mine as he lightly bit down. That drew a moan from me. That seemed to please him and I found my jeans being undone. I returned the favor, pushing them down his hips. Everything he was doing felt so good that I needed to touch him and make him feel just as good.

Unfortunately, just as I did and he let out a very pleased mooan, headlights spilled over us as well as laughter. Matt made sure I was covered, looking over his shoulder. He groaned lightly, pulling my shirt down while I fumbled with his jeans. He stopped me with a hiss that showed me my wondering fingers weren't helping matters. He sat up a bit and I hugged him from behind, aware that we'd almost had sex. I couldn't make up my mind if I was mad or relieved at the interruption.

"What are you two doing out here?" Rodney's voice slurred.

The girl at his side giggled, "Didn't you see them? It was kinda obvious what they were doing."

I rolled my eyes, snuggling my face into the crook of Matt's neck. He patted my hand, just staring my brother down. After a moment, he spoke lowly, "I think you two should leave now."

"Where's the fun in that? Besides, I'm sure my sister doesn't mind the company." Rodney slammed his car into park and popped open the door.

"No, actually, I do. Get the fuck out of here, Rodney."

Even Matt looked at me in surprise. I, however, just stared at Rodney. He sneered at me, "Tubby's just mad cause I interrupted her fuck fest. Sorry, fatty, but I think we'll stay."

Matt dislodged my hands and stood up, "Man, she said go away."

"It's a public beach, Matt. Besides, be nice to us or Mom will find out it's not lil' Johnny Seward Daniellea's with." He threatened.

I felt my face pale and Matt's shoulders slumped. Obviously, we couldn't do anything if we wanted to keep seeing each other. And I for one didn't want to give Matt up. I rubbed his arm, "Hey, come here it's fine."

He plopped back down beside of me as I lit a cigarette, blowing the smoke away from his direction. He reached over and pulled me down too, snugglingme agains thim. I flicked the cigarette into the fire and cuddled against him.

I figured just watching us would make Rodney bored and he'd leave quickly. It probably would have if Brian and Jimmy hadn't come back, completely wrapped up in each other.

Rodney's eyes narrowed, "Fucking fags."

Brian smirked, "A little late on the verb. We're not fu-cking at the moment."

Jimmy stifled a laugh.

"That's sick. taking it up the ass. How wrong is that? At least dykes are hot." he glanced at me with a sneer, "At least most of them."

Matt gave me a half grin, "Ah, this is the hottest I've ever seen." My face flushed and I poked him roughly. At least his sweetly joking manner had taken the sting from Rodney's words. he knew it too. He gave me a wink and kissed me.

With no one laughing at him other than his tittering drunken conquest, Rodney grew frustrated. Eventually, Zacky and Lorrie came back too. Zacky sighed, "Come on, guys, let's go get Johnny and go do something."

Jimmy nodded, "Yeah, I've missed that little fart tonight."

Rodney scoffed, "What? Is he a little bitch too?"

"Fuck off, Rodney. Johnny's never done a damn thing to you." I snapped. He was just a kid, a really sweet one. Why would anyone want to pick on him?

Matt rubbed my back soothingly but Rodney threw a beer bottle at us. I felt Matt tug me down but he wasn't fast enough. It smacked me and I groaned, holding onto my head as everything went out of focus.

Notes

I know there is some missing at the top of the chapter . . .somehow.

So the deal was that Johnny took a fit over how affectionate Matt and Daniellea were and stormed out of the music classroom. Matt asked Daniellea to leave it alone, but she didn't.