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Chapter thirty-one.

I quickly jumped off the sofa and walked towards the TV, since Zac was gone I could put a better film on, I bent down in front of it and looked through the DVD's. I heard Tony make a noise behind me. I looked over my shoulder at him, "What?"

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?" I asked as I began taking DVD's out of their spot next to the TV.

"Don't act like you don't know," he replied, shifting on the sofa.

"Honestly, I don't have a clue what you're talking about."

"You honestly don't know how the simplest things you do can make a boy-" he suddenly stopped talking and I stood up straight, ready to face him if I needed to.

"What?" I felt my eyebrows scrunch in confusion, what was he on about?

"Mitchie, you wear short clothes and don't notice the effect it has on boys. You smile at a boy in a way that makes them think you want them, which... sometimes the boy can get the wrong idea."

I could tell he wanted to carry on saying the things about me but he didn't, so I placed my hand on my hip and said, "Are you trying to call me a slut or something?" I pursed my lips at him; I made sure he could see my reaction to what he thought of me.

His eyes widened, "God, no!"

"What do you mean then, Tony, because you're confusing me?"

"Mitchie, you just bent over in front of me with nothing but a t-shirt on, don't you realize what that makes a boy think?" He pointed to himself but he was avoiding my gaze. I blinked a few times.

"What does it make you think?"

"That you..." he trailed off, clearing his throat.” That you might be doing it on purpose to get me... I'm sorry I don't know what I'm on about."

I stepped towards him. "How does it make you feel then?"

"Isn't it obvious how a good looking girl like you would make me feel in nothing but a t-shirt?" He did a small gesture to his trousers. I blushed and looked away. Just thinking of making Tony happy that way made me feel proud in some way. Shouldn't it be famous beautiful celebrities that do that to him, not me?

"I shouldn't have said anything." He sighed and ran a hand down his face. Thoughts flashed through my mind that god wouldn't approve off, I felt the bottom of my stomach tingle.

"Don't be sorry." I can't believe I was thinking all these thoughts about Tony. I done something I didn't think I would ever do, again.

I stepped towards him and kissed him with such a force if the back of the sofa wasn't there he would have gone backwards. His lips weren't moving, I felt my cheeks go warm as I went to move back, why did I have to kiss him?

His hand grabbed my waist and pulled me onto his lap, I gasped as his lips found mine in urgency. My mind went blank as his hand ran up my thigh.

Just kissing. Just kissing. Just kissing. Those two words kept going through my head but it clearly wasn't working - Tony picked me up and my legs instantly went to his waist. Not breaking the kiss to see where he was going, he guided us towards his room.

Stop, stop! You don't want to go any further than this! I ignored my mind as it shouted at me. I didn't care about anything at this moment besides Tony's lips on mine.

"Are you okay?" He mumbled as he kissed down my neck, I gasped as he sucked on the skin below my ear. "I'll take that as a yes." I could feel the smirk against my skin but I didn't complain, who would? I should be the one smirking; I was the one who got him into bed with me.

I felt his hand moving under my top running along my waist, I ran my hand along his stomach as he pulled my top off. As I fell against the soft bed I realized I was in nothing but underwear in front of Tony for the first time since we were little kids.

I ignored my head, again, as he undid my bra and I followed my body as it tried to take off his PJ bottoms.

You're not ready for this, Mitchie, stop.

I am ready, it's Tony, I’m ready.

You'll regret this, Mitchie, stop now.

I know what I want.

I shook my head against the little debate going on in my mind. I was ready for this.

Once Tony had took his bottoms of all that left us in was boxers and knickers. I felt his hand move from my knee towards my stomach, I wriggled against the feeling I was getting. I heard him moan as he kissed my neck, I bit my lip; I didn't want to embarrass myself...

"Are you sure about this?" I could feel him digging into my thigh as I nodded. Tony looked into my eyes. "Tell me to stop if you want me to." I nodded again, staring back at him. I leant forward and he met me half way, crashing out lips together.

"Are you a-?" He didn't say the word but I knew what he meant. I averted my gaze and nodded, he kissed my nose. "Don't be ashamed of it."

Am I a virgin?

Ask me in the morning.

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I lifted my head from Tony's chest; I blinked as I looked around. The clock read just gone five, I checked to see if he was still asleep, he was. I climbed out of bed and gathered my underwear and his shirt. I made sure it looked okay before going into the little living room and turning the TV on.

I had just slept with my best friend's twin brother. That led me to the thought of: is James even my best friend anymore?

I sighed and put my head in my hands, did I want to sleep with Tony or did lust take over?

I must have fallen asleep at some point because when I opened my eyes it was gone nine and Zac was leaning over the sofa, grinning at me.

"Mitchie, how much do you love me?" I began to stutter, he wanted me to choose which one of them now? "Guess who has got tickets to All Time Low!" I gasped and kneeled so I was face to face with him.

"You are kidding me!" I grinned as he showed me two tickets for All Time Low tonight. "Oh my god, I love you, Zac!" I jumped over the sofa and wrapped my arms and legs around him.

"Whoa," he chuckled. "You're welcome. I remembered us listening to them and you saying how much you loved them, I got us tickets since I knew we were coming here."

"I can't believe this Zac, you're amazing!" I jumped off him and looked at the ticket. "Why did you do this?"

"Because I wanted you to have a good time here, that's why." He smiled and handed me both the tickets.

"Why are you giving me both?"

"So you can ask someone to go with you," he said, confusion showing on his face.

"Zac, err, you're coming with me?" I laughed as he smiled at me.

"You can invite someone else if you want..."

"Hell no. You would be my first choice," I high fived him and skipped towards the door. "What time is it?"

"It's at seven, and, err, Mitchie?"

"Yeah?" I replied, excitement covering my voice, I turned to see a pair of smaller boxers being thrown towards me.

"You haven't got any bottoms on." I blushed and thanked him before running out the room towards my one.

"Something's telling me to leave, but I won’t, ‘cause I'm damned if I do ya, damned if I don't." I sang as I walked into the room. Nora and Vicka looked at me from their spot on the sofa.

"Someone's happy," Vicka commented.

"Of course, Zac got me and him tickets to All Time freakin' Low tonight!" They laughed but Nora still stared at me.

"There's something else as well, spill." I bit my lip, should I tell them I slept with Tony?

"Did you, you know, with Zac?" Vicka gasped. I shook my head furiously. No way would I sleep with-

I cut my thoughts off, if I didn't want to sleep with Zac, did that mean I didn't like him?

"Oh, tell me you didn't... with Tony?!" I averted my gaze from them; I was soon tackled to the floor by them. "Tell us everything!"

And that's how we spent the morning, me telling them how I ended up with Tony... in bed and why Zac got us tickets.

"Girls, seriously, we've been at this for god knows how many hours now, can we go for breakfast?" They nodded and we got dressed before heading out.

"Hey."

I looked at Sean and smiled. "Hey, how's it going?"

"It's going good, thank you. Everyone just disappeared last night." He smiled and I nodded. I hadn't even seen him since the night before but I barely noticed.

"Can I talk to you?" I looked at Tony and then everyone else. Nora and Vicka gave me a sympathetic smile before I nodded.

"What's up?"

"You just left this morning." I was startled by his pained voice.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to get dressed and... your clothes are back in my room."

"You said to me before that I sleep with girls and just leave them," he sighed. "And you done the one thing you've always accused me of doing but I never have."

He was right. I slept with him then left. But that doesn't make me a whore, I mean, he was my first... it doesn't work out like that, right?

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