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Like a virgin, oh-woah
0 reviews(nd yes, I broke out the Madonna for the title) "I'm not discussing this with you, of all people." She spat, getting up and putting her dish in the sink. She stormed out of the room
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It was 5 in the morning before anyone thought about sleeping arrangements. They were low on energy, as well as wine. Pete could have easily stayed in a hotel, but he insisted on sleeping at the apartment.
"I have to chaperone these two!" He exclaimed, putting an arm around both Jamie and Brendon. Brendon laughed, but Jamie just smiled. She liked Pete, but he kept giving her looks she wasn't too comfortable with. It was decided that Brendon and Jamie would sleep in his room and that Pete would sleep on the couch.
"One problem." Jamie whispered to Brendon as they made their way to his room, stumbling all over the place from the amount of alcohol they have ingested. "I don't have any PJ's."
"Have no fear." He said. When they reached his room he grabbed grey sweat pants and a vintage The Who t-shirt and tossed them to Jamie. He waited respectfully outside while she changed. He took of his jeans and his shirt and crawled into bed.
"Uh, hello!" Jamie said.
"What?" Brendon asked.
"Put on some pants, at least!" She laughed. Brendon grumbled but put on a pair of sleep pants. He slipped back under the covers and pulled Jamie into him. She kissed his jawline from his ear to his lips. Brendon kissed her neck, and slowly started to move downwards. He pulled at the collar of her shirt, making it fall off one shoulder. He started to pull off her shirt, but she stopped him. "Brendon, please, don't be mad, but I can't. Kissing is one thing, but sex....." She said. Brendon kept his hand where it was on her stomach, kissing her on the lips lightly.
"I love you Jamie, please, I need this." He said, the wine he had been drinking affecting him more then either one of them knew.
"Brendon, I want it to, but there's something I have to tell you." Jamie said, sounding scared. That's when Brendon knew he had to stop. He didn't want Jamie to feel anything but safety when she was with him.
"What is it?" He asked, locking his eyes onto hers. She sighed and took a deep breath.
"I'm........I'm a virgin." She said. Brendon looked at her and realized she wasn't joking. He wrapped his arms around her. "I know that's stupid, but I've never been in love before, so..." She spoke into Brendon's shoulder.
"Jamie, it's not stupid. It's what you believe. And now that I know, I wont ever push you again. YOU tell ME when you're ready, okay?" He said. She nodded, and with a final kiss they fell asleep.
Jamie awoke a few hours later. The bedside clock told her it was 8:00. Brendon was still sleeping with his arm around her. She laughed when she noticed that in the night he had taken off his pants. I'll cut him some slack, he probobly got hot She thought to herself. She wriggled carefully out of his grip and headed downstairs to the kitchen. The boys had the penthouse apartment, so it had two floors. It was quite posh actually, she liked it here. Deciding that coffee would be her best bet at facing the day, she busied herself making coffee, her back to the door. She felt two arms slip around her waist, but was shocked when she realized they weren't Brendon's.
"Pete!" She exclaimed, shoving him back. He laughed.
"Shhhh, you're gonna wake everyone up!" He said, putting his finger to his lips. "Chill out Jamie, I was just fooling around." He sat down at the dining room table.
"Yeah, but not only did you scare the life outta me, you are my boyfriends boss." She said, pouring two cups of coffee. She set one down in front of Pete and sat across from him with hers. He grinned.
"Listen, I'm sorry for scaring you, I was just being an idiot. You'll have to get used to it when you come on tour with us." Jamie nearly spit out her coffee.
"What?"
"You didn't know? Brendon didn't tell you? Uh-oh, looks like I might have said too much." He said impishly.
"Tell me what you know." She demanded. Pete shook his head.
"Nope."
"Please?"
"Nope.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?"
"Fine."
"Really?"
"Nope!" Pete laughed. Jamie stuck out her tounge. "Hey, watch it, I just might have to taste that tounge if you do that again." Pete said. Jamie shot him a glance, and he smiled. "Kidding Jamie, only kidding!" It was at this point that Brendon stumbled into the room, rubbing his eyes. He slumped into a chair before realizing that he wasn't alone.
"Oh, hey guys. Damn, I feel awful." He moaned. Pete laughed.
"Hangover! Dude, I knew I shouldn't have let you drink!" He said. He went into the fridge and pulled out a carton of chocolate milk. He set it down in front of Brendon. "Jamie, how are you feeling?" He asked, giving her an innocent look. She couldnt believe he would do all that flirting, and then just play it off like nothing.
"Fine, thanks." She said coolly. She sat next to Brendon and put her arm around his waist, kissing him on the cheek. She thought she saw Pete smirk, but she didnt mention anything. "Can I get you anything?" She said to Brendon. He smiled weakly.
"No, I think I'm just gonna go back to bed." He said. He kissed Jamie softly before grabbing his milk and leaving. When he was gone, she turned to face Pete.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" She snapped. He smiled.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." He replied sweetly. Jamie snorted.
"Nice try. Keep your distance okay? I'm with Brendon, and I love him."
"No you don't. If you loved him you would've slept with him last night." Pete said, scooting his chair closer to Jamie. She started open-mouthed at him.
"How did you-"
"Because. I can tell. And I heard you tell him to stop on my way to the bathroom. I also, heard why." Pete said, looking Jamie in the eye. She blushed. "So it's true. How'd that happen, a hot little thing like you. You could have any guy you wanted, yet you still chose abstinence. Why?" He asked, moving even closer to Jamie.
"I'm not discussing this with you, of all people." She spat, getting up and putting her dish in the sink. She stormed out of the room
Pete stared after her. She was beautiful, intelligent, AND a virgin. Pete couldnt have asked for anything more then that. He wanted to be the one to change that. Sure, she was playing hard to get now, but soon enough she would be eating out of his hands. He was Peter fucking Wentz. Girls would kill to have him in their beds for a night. Surely this girl could be no different. Yet she was, and Pete knew that. Jamie was special. Too good for Brendon Urie is his opinion. Pete wanted her all to himself. Yet he knew that at first, he would definantly be sharing her with him. That would only go on for so long. Then, Pete would tell Brendon what was going on. Brendon would leave her and Jamie would be so upset. She would come to him, angry as hell, but by then the damage would be done. Brendon would be out of the pciture and, if things went his way, Jamie would be addicted to him. The flirting was to put himself out there to her, let her know what was up. He expected her to give him the cold shoulder at first, but soon enough that would change.
**There you have it, double post.
"I have to chaperone these two!" He exclaimed, putting an arm around both Jamie and Brendon. Brendon laughed, but Jamie just smiled. She liked Pete, but he kept giving her looks she wasn't too comfortable with. It was decided that Brendon and Jamie would sleep in his room and that Pete would sleep on the couch.
"One problem." Jamie whispered to Brendon as they made their way to his room, stumbling all over the place from the amount of alcohol they have ingested. "I don't have any PJ's."
"Have no fear." He said. When they reached his room he grabbed grey sweat pants and a vintage The Who t-shirt and tossed them to Jamie. He waited respectfully outside while she changed. He took of his jeans and his shirt and crawled into bed.
"Uh, hello!" Jamie said.
"What?" Brendon asked.
"Put on some pants, at least!" She laughed. Brendon grumbled but put on a pair of sleep pants. He slipped back under the covers and pulled Jamie into him. She kissed his jawline from his ear to his lips. Brendon kissed her neck, and slowly started to move downwards. He pulled at the collar of her shirt, making it fall off one shoulder. He started to pull off her shirt, but she stopped him. "Brendon, please, don't be mad, but I can't. Kissing is one thing, but sex....." She said. Brendon kept his hand where it was on her stomach, kissing her on the lips lightly.
"I love you Jamie, please, I need this." He said, the wine he had been drinking affecting him more then either one of them knew.
"Brendon, I want it to, but there's something I have to tell you." Jamie said, sounding scared. That's when Brendon knew he had to stop. He didn't want Jamie to feel anything but safety when she was with him.
"What is it?" He asked, locking his eyes onto hers. She sighed and took a deep breath.
"I'm........I'm a virgin." She said. Brendon looked at her and realized she wasn't joking. He wrapped his arms around her. "I know that's stupid, but I've never been in love before, so..." She spoke into Brendon's shoulder.
"Jamie, it's not stupid. It's what you believe. And now that I know, I wont ever push you again. YOU tell ME when you're ready, okay?" He said. She nodded, and with a final kiss they fell asleep.
Jamie awoke a few hours later. The bedside clock told her it was 8:00. Brendon was still sleeping with his arm around her. She laughed when she noticed that in the night he had taken off his pants. I'll cut him some slack, he probobly got hot She thought to herself. She wriggled carefully out of his grip and headed downstairs to the kitchen. The boys had the penthouse apartment, so it had two floors. It was quite posh actually, she liked it here. Deciding that coffee would be her best bet at facing the day, she busied herself making coffee, her back to the door. She felt two arms slip around her waist, but was shocked when she realized they weren't Brendon's.
"Pete!" She exclaimed, shoving him back. He laughed.
"Shhhh, you're gonna wake everyone up!" He said, putting his finger to his lips. "Chill out Jamie, I was just fooling around." He sat down at the dining room table.
"Yeah, but not only did you scare the life outta me, you are my boyfriends boss." She said, pouring two cups of coffee. She set one down in front of Pete and sat across from him with hers. He grinned.
"Listen, I'm sorry for scaring you, I was just being an idiot. You'll have to get used to it when you come on tour with us." Jamie nearly spit out her coffee.
"What?"
"You didn't know? Brendon didn't tell you? Uh-oh, looks like I might have said too much." He said impishly.
"Tell me what you know." She demanded. Pete shook his head.
"Nope."
"Please?"
"Nope.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?"
"Fine."
"Really?"
"Nope!" Pete laughed. Jamie stuck out her tounge. "Hey, watch it, I just might have to taste that tounge if you do that again." Pete said. Jamie shot him a glance, and he smiled. "Kidding Jamie, only kidding!" It was at this point that Brendon stumbled into the room, rubbing his eyes. He slumped into a chair before realizing that he wasn't alone.
"Oh, hey guys. Damn, I feel awful." He moaned. Pete laughed.
"Hangover! Dude, I knew I shouldn't have let you drink!" He said. He went into the fridge and pulled out a carton of chocolate milk. He set it down in front of Brendon. "Jamie, how are you feeling?" He asked, giving her an innocent look. She couldnt believe he would do all that flirting, and then just play it off like nothing.
"Fine, thanks." She said coolly. She sat next to Brendon and put her arm around his waist, kissing him on the cheek. She thought she saw Pete smirk, but she didnt mention anything. "Can I get you anything?" She said to Brendon. He smiled weakly.
"No, I think I'm just gonna go back to bed." He said. He kissed Jamie softly before grabbing his milk and leaving. When he was gone, she turned to face Pete.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" She snapped. He smiled.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." He replied sweetly. Jamie snorted.
"Nice try. Keep your distance okay? I'm with Brendon, and I love him."
"No you don't. If you loved him you would've slept with him last night." Pete said, scooting his chair closer to Jamie. She started open-mouthed at him.
"How did you-"
"Because. I can tell. And I heard you tell him to stop on my way to the bathroom. I also, heard why." Pete said, looking Jamie in the eye. She blushed. "So it's true. How'd that happen, a hot little thing like you. You could have any guy you wanted, yet you still chose abstinence. Why?" He asked, moving even closer to Jamie.
"I'm not discussing this with you, of all people." She spat, getting up and putting her dish in the sink. She stormed out of the room
Pete stared after her. She was beautiful, intelligent, AND a virgin. Pete couldnt have asked for anything more then that. He wanted to be the one to change that. Sure, she was playing hard to get now, but soon enough she would be eating out of his hands. He was Peter fucking Wentz. Girls would kill to have him in their beds for a night. Surely this girl could be no different. Yet she was, and Pete knew that. Jamie was special. Too good for Brendon Urie is his opinion. Pete wanted her all to himself. Yet he knew that at first, he would definantly be sharing her with him. That would only go on for so long. Then, Pete would tell Brendon what was going on. Brendon would leave her and Jamie would be so upset. She would come to him, angry as hell, but by then the damage would be done. Brendon would be out of the pciture and, if things went his way, Jamie would be addicted to him. The flirting was to put himself out there to her, let her know what was up. He expected her to give him the cold shoulder at first, but soon enough that would change.
**There you have it, double post.
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