f i f t y o n e

A/N: The time has officially come for me to add this warning; MATURE THEMES are in this chapter so if you don't like people doing the funky dance or the tango or any other of those sex idioms then you don't have to read this. I have added a * before and after that part of the chapter so you can skip it if that's your preference.



HEADMASTER SULLIVAN PACED back and forth across the stage, his hands locked behind his back. The rest of us—well, those who were involved in the fight—sat in the old red theater chairs at the bottom.


I fold one leg over the other, let out a loud yawn and lean back into my chair. After the fight had been diffused and Vanderbilt had quickly left the campus of Caldwell, we were all called into the auditorium where the headmaster was giving us a piece of his mind.


"Do you have any idea how this makes our school look?" He questions as he stops, glaring at us as the bright spotlights rained down on him, "No other school will want no communication with us what's so ever. There will be no more swim meets, no more debating matches, nothing!"


There was a light pause through the students of Caldwell.


Then, "All other school suck ass anyway!"


It had come from someone in the back row but everyone started cheering in agreement nonetheless. Noah, who was only here because he pushed two Vanderbilt students into the pool, starts whistling as I applaud along with the other students. Headmaster Sullivan struggles to contain the loud sound.


"Thank you for sharing you opinion Mr Myles, but it does nothing to diminish the fact that all of you have embarrassed the school." The headmaster explains once the crowd had been silenced, "And as a result, you will all be given two weeks detention. Jobs will be assigned ranging from helping the Groundsmen to serving lunch which I'm know some of you are already doing."


He was looking right at me as he said this and I was honestly frightened how he could pick me out of the crowd so easily.


Everyone groans in agony, mostly because some were expecting to be expelled. Honestly, it would be a hell of a lot better than detention and that's saying something.


Headmaster Sullivan nods before concluding, "You may all return to your dorm rooms now. Goodnight."


As students rise from there seats, I glance at Noah to me left.


"Whatever I get, it better not be fucking serving food." Noah grumbles before running a hand through his blonde hair, "Have you seen what those hairnets do to these golden locks?"


I roll my eyes and stand while reaching out and shaking my hand through those golden locks, "Let's go, you idiot."


We leave the assembly hall with everyone else. The girls head in the direction of Arlington and Emerson hall while I walk back to Elwood with the guys. I flip the hood of my grey hoodie over my head, feeling the light sprinkle of rain. It was night by now and the pathways were lit by the golden glow of antique black lamps.


As we near the Elwood courtyard, Noah was ranting about some of the teachers in our school. He was angry that his English teacher wouldn't round up his grade for a recent paper up to an A. It sounded like a reasonable rant until he told me that he got a 45% on it and I bursted into laughter.


Noah walks with me up to my dorm with the hope of playing video games on Chase's TV. When we stumble through the small door frame, giggling like we were fucking high, Chase was sitting on his bed. He stands when Noah and I wobble before coming to a slow halt.


"We need to talk." He announces sharply, his eyes solely focused on me. I glance up at Noah, hoping he could get me out of this one but instead he pulls back his maroon sweater to expose an empty wrist.


"Well would you look at that, it's past my bedtime. " Noah whistles lowly as I roll my eyes at his pathetic lie. He then grins at me, "Bye Hay."


And with that, he turns on his heels and basically sprints from the dorm room. I walk to the open door and stick me head out into the hall, watching as Noah high tails it towards the damn stairs.


"You're not even wearing a fucking watch!" I shout after him, pointing an arm in his direction. I could feel Chase's scorching stare and with a heavy sigh, I turn around and close the door behind me. I lock it instantly. If he was going to yell at me, I didn't need our nosey ass neighbours trying to get the newest scoop on the scandal that is my life.


I lean back against the wooden slab but I don't meet his gaze. Instead, I become increasingly focused on my blue sock that laid inside out on the floor.


The room had a golden glow to it, making it feel warm and comfy. My fairy lights strung above my bed had been turned on, creating even a more aesthetic vibe to the room. I would have taken a picture of it with my polaroid if weren't for the tense circumstances and Chase's heavy stare.


"What's wrong, Jones?" Chase questions as I nervously bite on my lip, "Are you going to tell me? Because quite frankly I've been going out of my fucking mind all-day."


"I'm tired Everett." I mumble before I shuffle across the small space towards my bed.


"Fuck no." Chase steps into my path and folds his arms, "We are going to have this fight and then we are going to make up or make out—I'm down with whatever fucking one. Now tell me what the hell I did wrong."


"I don't want to do this, Everett, so just let me sleep." I grumble as my eyes finally meet his. It was like we were both competition in a very angry staring battle.


He shakes his head, "Nope, we're doing this right now."


"Why do you have to be such an asshole!?" I groan as I shove him, trying to get to my bed.


"Because I love you." He explains and it makes my heart twitch. He then reaches up and cups my cheek, "Now tell me what's wrong."


"Move."


"Tell me."


I narrow my eyes, "I fucking said move."


"I fucking said tell me. "


"No."


"Yes."


"I can't deal with you right now." I huff heavily, turn and march towards the door.


"For fucks sake, Jones. Just tell me what the hell is going on!" Chase shouts from behind me and I clench my fists beside my legs


I whip around, my semi-wet hair hitting my cheeks as I scream, "I'm fucking scared, Everett!"


The dorm goes silent as Chase blinks at me. His blank expression as present as ever as he takes time to process my words while in the meantime, I felt like bawling my goddamn eyes out.


"I'm terrified that I'm not enough, not just for you but for anyone. I'm fine with you talking with other girl and I'm okay with watching them flirt with you but I can't help but feel anxious. I can't help but think that while you're talking to them, you're slowly realising that the grass is actually greener on the other side. Compared to my fucking piece of side-walk patch of grass that is more dirt than green." I explain while Chase listens to my rambling, "I mean shit, I wasn't even enough to keep my own damn father around."


I run my fingers through my hair and sniffle, feeling the waterworks coming on.


"I had my first boyfriend at thirteen. I thought I loved him, so I gave him what I thought people in love did; I slept with him. Then the next day he dumps me for my best friend. My second boyfriend was in junior year. I was a little more apprehensive this time but like usual, I ended up falling head over heels for him. After we spent the night together, he told the entire football team about it and ditched me three weeks later for a fucking cheerleader." I laugh as I continue to wipe away my tears. "Fuck! This is so embarrassing, I probably look so stupid."


Chase crosses the room quickly, "Hey, hey, hey—"


"Why do I have to feel so fucking much all the damn time? Why do I get myself into these type of situations? I can't stop!" I was full on crying now, as in motherfucking rivers were streaming from my eyes as I pathetically attempt to wipe it away with the sleeves of my sweatshirt. Chase meets me and instantly wraps his arms around me, "I—I just can't fucking stop—I'm so sorry—"


"It's okay, Hayden. You're okay." Chase whispers as he places a hand to the pack of my head and gently presses my face into his chest, "You have nothing to be sorry about. You're a human being, Jones. You never have to fucking apologise for that."


Chase pulls me in tighter and presses his lips to my forehead. My eyes flutter close as I try calm myself down. I circle my arms around his waist and he pulls me tighter against him.


"I don't care how fucking long it takes but I will show you that I'm different from them Jones. I will continue to show you how much I love you, not just because of the past but because you deserve it." Chase whispers as he chin rests atop my head, "I know my reputation isn't the best when it comes to relationships. I'm not the easiest person and fuck, I'm not the ideal type when it comes to boyfriends but–shit, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I need you to trust me."


I nod against his chest, "I do."


"I trust you, Hayden, even though it doesn't seem like it. But that's just because Luke is a fucking dickhead and I worry like hell and..." Chase's chest vibrates as he speaks but his voice trails off when he hears me laughing. Maybe it's a coping mechanism or maybe I'm just a psychotic emotional roller-coaster of a bitch, either way I was laughing.


"I love you so fucking much." I say as I pull back and stare up into his gorgeous hazel eyes. It truly confuses the fuck out of my brain when I think back to six months ago when I would love nothing more than to gouge them out with a rusted spoon.


"I love you too. So fucking much, Hayden Jones." Chase smiles as he swoops down and presses his lips to mine. I move my mouth against his as my arms reach up and lock around his neck. Our tongues explore each other's mouths as we kiss each other deeply, passionately and tenderly. Chase's lips leave mine and travel down my chin.


I stare up at the roof, breathless as ever, "Can I ask you something?"


"Mhmmm." Chase mumbles, already trailing his lips down my jaw line.


"Make me forget." I mumble as Chase pulls back slowly, staring at me through hooded lids, "Make me forget about them and my past an everything before you. All I want to remember is you."


"Okay." Chase whispers before his lips find mine again. Soon, I'm swept off my feet and my butt lands safely on the surface of his desk. Our kissing was sloppy now and nowhere near perfect. I didn't care and nor did I want it to be perfect. Our relationship isn't perfect or foolproof but it's ours and I fucking love it. I love him.


*


With hasty movements, Chase helps me pull my sweatshirt over my head and throw it someone across the room leaving me in a light grey tank top. My underwear wasn't matching unlike cliche movies. Instead, after my swim meet I had thrown on a dark green lacey bra that was kind of cute and a pair of pale blue cotton panties with little carrots on them. So fucking sexy, Hayden.


Our lips meet again quickly as my fingers snake around the back of his head, keeping him steady against me.


My desire for him was crackling and twisting inside me like a lightning storm. Everywhere he touched sparked a fire deep within me and yet it felt like his touch was the only thing that could extinguish it. Ironic, I know, but it felt amazing. My fingers had slipped under the material of his charcoal shirt and were pushing it higher and higher until Chase's meets me half way and yanks it over his head.


His touch mine again with so much fury and passion. My arms snake around his bare shoulders, pulling him as close as possible. The kiss was much like that; we wanted to get as close as fucking possible to each other.


Somehow, my tank top vanishes from my body and Chase makes his way from my lips, down my chin and neck and onto my chest. My head falls back and as well as my eyes as Chase sucks on the soft skin of my breast, just above the line of my bra. He was no doubt leaving marks there but it felt too damn good to care. His hand cupped the other breast and I jolt against him as his thumb moves over my nipple under the material.


Chase tilts my head back down gently by holding onto my jaw and his lips presses against mine. He picks me up effortlessly and my legs wrap around his wist. Due to the small interior of the room, it only took a few steps before Chase lowers me and my back hits the soft bedding of his mattress. He moves me further up until my head was resting on the pillows and his body lays softly on top of mine.


My legs parted naturally on either side of him and our pelvises begin to grind against each other in sync. There was still too much damn space between us. My hips buckle as Chase pushes against me a little more rough and I moan into his mouth as a result. I tug on the back of his hair, my fingers running through the soft brown strands. We were both breathing heavily as our mouths split for only a second before our tongues touched again. My eyes flicker open when I feel Chase's lips leave mine and trail down my neck once more.


He stops at my chest but only for a few second, kissing the skin above each breast tenderly before continue down. My stomach tenses instantly at the ticklish sensation of his lips against the skin and I tilt my chin up. His lips move lower and lower until their sitting just above the waist band of my sweatpants. I feel him tug on them and I left my butt, allowing him to pull them down my legs.


Once they were gone, my eyes flutter open and I glance down at possible the most hottest sight on earth. Chase's head was between my bare thighs and he gazed at me through hooded eyes before pressing his lips to the inside of a thigh. He was waiting for reaction and he sure as hell got one. My head falls back on the pillow as I moan out at the sensation.


It's been a fucking long time, okay?


His lips continue to caress my thighs, running up and down the length of the inside. His teeth graze and nip at the tender skin and continue to send me spiralling off the edge into ecstasy. He sucks on one stop a little too long and when he was finished, he rolls his tongue over in the most beautifully agonising way. Chase raises his head back up to mine but his hand stays on my thigh and his fingers play with the material of my extremely unattractive panties.


I bring his mouth back to mine hastily, my lips feeling cold and lonely without them. I gasp when I feel Chase's fingers slip under my underwear and down the slit of my heat. Slowly, he begins to move them along the wet lips. I was like a fucking lake down there—wow, great analogy Hayden. Oh shut the fuck up subconious, I'm enjoying myself to much.


"Chase...." I moan his name through the few moments our lips were apart.


"I know..." He whispers against my mouth, "I know."


His thumb finds the southern swollen bud and I almost faint at the electrifying sensation that sends pulsing shockwaves across my body as he touches it. He gently moves his thumb over it, distracting me before he slips a finger inside of me. Then another.


I grip his hair as I moan out loudly, my head tucking into the nook of neck. I breathe heavily against his skin and Chase stretches me in the most beautiful way. In...out...in...out... It was making me crazy. My head rolls back as waves of pleasure continue to wash over me and I feel Chase softly press his lips to the skin of my jugular.


"You're all the matters right now." He whispers quietly, almost silent and I would have missed it if not for close proximity.


By then, my fingers at travelled from the strands of his hair, down his back and were now pushing on the waistband of his jeans. He understand and withdraws his fingers from inside me to take off his pants.


Soon the both of us moved over the surface of Chase's sheets, our naked bodies flushed tightly together. His tongue stroked mine as his hands ran down my waist, hip and thigh.


"Condom." I state quickly, under hushed rapid breathing and take my lips off Chase's. Chase doesn't reply, he just simply reaches off the bed and I hear the sound of his bedside drawer sliding open, followed by crinkling plastic. He rolls off me and I begin to kiss up and down the skin off his pack as he places the condom on. He does it surprisingly quick and returns to slipping between my legs only seconds later.


I moan out loudly as I feel his length rock against me, my back arched up into his bare chest. He presses his hips against me, hard and warm, and I gasp at the sensation. When his lips returned to mine, he pushed his hips forward with a little more need and a little more hunger.


My hand runs down his jaw as I pull back and glance up into his hazel eyes. His damp brown hair fell down his face as he gazes at me through his eyelashes.


"I love you Chase." I mutter once more.


"I love you Hayden." Chase whispers before I pull his face back down to mine.


Our mouths broke apart as I felt him slip inside me, fill me, stretch me. I moaned breathlessly into his mouth as pain exploded in my pelvis. It wasn't like the first time but Chase was larger than average so it was expected. Slowly, my body began to adjust to his size and the pain transformed into pleasure.


His eyes were burning down into mine, glowing and brewing like a damn hurricane. Adrenaline and love began to burn brightly through my veins as white hot passion slid of the surface of my skin.


Chase hushes, "Are you okay?"


"Mhmm." I nod before Chase kisses me once more and started to rock in and out of me. At first it was slow then the pace quickened. We had both waited too damn long for this.


My fingers ran down his back and slipped down to his perfect ass, pulling him closer against me. One of his hands gripped my hips , holding me steady while the other fist clenched the sheets beside my head. Chase continued to grind against me; slick, wet and full of so much need.His bed began to rock with us as his length passionately slid in and out of me.


Moans, grunts, groans and heavy breathing echoed through the room as he thrusted deeper into me. I thrust my hips to meet his, feeling myself getting hungrier by the second.


Skin against skin. Lips against lips. Pleasure meeting pleasure. I was completely and irrevocably lost in him.


I was close. So damn close. I press my forehead to his tightly and gripping onto his hair. Our mouths sat a few inches apart, heavily breathing hot air. I glance down between our bodies, watching Chase's hips meet mine with so much power.


"Shit..." I gasped out, throwing my head back as sweat covered my skin. The crappy heater was cooking us in this room but we were too wrapped up in each other to care. The sweat of Chase's body glistened in the soft glow of the room.


One of Chase's hands tucked under my knee, bringing it up so he had a better angle.


"Fuck....Hayden." Chase muttered under his breath as his hips continued to slam against mine. The knot in my stomach tightened with every thrust her delivered into me. I was close. And he was too has he increased his speed even more.


The hand hooked under my knee trailed down my leg cupped my ass as he tilted my hips up. My nails dug into his shoulders as I connected my mouth back to his.


Chase delivered a powerful thrust that sent me soaring off the edge. Sparks ricocheted all of my body as fireworks were set off behind my eyelids. The euphoric organs rippled through me and lit my body on fire as electricity was sent burning through my veins.


I threw my head back as I moan Chase's name out loudly.


He thrusted frantically into me a few more times before he too climaxed inside me. A wave a pleasure rolls through me as Chase pants heavily and collapses onto my body. I ran my fingers sensually down his back as he tucked his face into the crook of my neck. We both were silent as we tried to calm our breathing before Chase rolls off me and lands on his back beside me.


I glance at him out of the side of my eye as he does the same and then a few seconds later, we both chuckle breathlessly. Chase grabs a tissue from the box on his bedside table and quickly disposed of the condom. When he turns back over to me, he as a casual smirk on his face.


*


"Come here." He beckons me towards him with open arms. I move over and place my chin on his chest as he lays his back.


"Thank you." I mumble as I press a quick peck to his chest.


Chase stares at me as he plays with a strand of blonde hair that had fallen in front of my face. He brushes it to the side, "I think I should be thanking you, Jones."


"Well you can do that after I get back." I grin at him before quickly rolling over him and swinging my legs off the side of the bed.


Chase sits up and places a hand on my bicep, "Where are you going?"


"I need to pee." I explain as Chase begins to trail kisses across my shoulder blade. My head falls back and my eyes flutter shut as I try to stop myself from moaning "I read somewhere that you should do it after sex so...."


"Fine." Chase sighs as he dramatically throws himself back onto his pillows. He locks his hands behind his head as I stand from his bed and pull on my sweatpants. I glance around before finding one of Chase's hoodies nearby and pick it up, "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"


I can't help but smile as I glance back up at him. I scoff as I pull his hoodie over my head, "Yes. But it doesn't hurt to hear it again."


I then crawl back onto the bed and place a peck to his lips. Chase groans at the touch, "Go before I trap your sexy ass in here."


Giggling, I stand back and quickly make my way from the room. I was smiling like crazy as I walked down the thankfully empty hallway. I felt on top of the fucking world in that moment even though I was only going to pee. It felt wonderful.



so how was that? i always feel really awkward writing those scenes


especially when half of this was written on a bus ride back from my classes because i really needed to update this.


i seriously felt like everyone on the bus knew exactly what i was writing.


anyway, hopefully i'll be able to update in the next couple of days and if not then probably next sunday.


and if not then probably the sunday after that!

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