Y/N POV

I was at Mellisa's party, casually sitting in between my boyfriend and my friend Dave.

My boyfriend, Henry, was a generally nice person. Being a grade above, he tended to make fun of me. Calling me a child. I had assumed it was all just fun and games.

He cared for me and whatnot. He didn't call me pretty or do PDA very much, but maybe that was the person he is.

Dave took a huge disliking to him, saying he was a douche and didn't deserve someone like me. But who cares?

Me and Henry had decided that we were going to do it tonight. He's not a virgin, though.

He's been pestering me about doing and with a lot of thought, why not? This was just something that was going to eventually happen, and of course it was going to hurt, but that's what's supposed to happen. Practice makes perfect.

"I'm- I'll be right back." I said, getting up from the couch. Henry gave me a thumbs up and Dave watched me get up, his eyes following me all the out of the room.

Dave's POV

"Hey." I heard next to me. I looked over to Henry, y/n's stupid boyfriend. But, she likes him or whatever. So-

"What?" I responded, zero enthusiasm.

"Me and y/n are gonna bang tonight." He laughed. I raised my eyebrows. Really?

"Oh. Uh- that's... That's great." I mumbled. Was she really gonna give it up to this guy?

"Yeah. She finally said yes. I had to egg it out of her though. But- anyways, it's gonna be great. I bet she looks great." He said, looking into the distance. I rolled my eyes.

That's what he's thinking about? How she looks naked? How could he not think about how she'd act? I bet she'd get a cute blush across her face and she'd look to me for what to do...

"Well- congrats." I huffed. He smirked and lifted his hands up for a high five. I looked at his hand and then looked at him.

Really?

He put it down, shrugging.

"Yup. I don't think I'll drive home though. Maybe in my car...?" He spoke out loud, more speaking to himself. Is he being serious.

"That- that sounds great. Pretty... pretty great." I sighed.

Y/n walked back in, her curled hair bouncing as she walked. She smiled at me before looking at Henry.

"Ready?" She said. Henry smirked at me before standing up, and grabbing y/n's hand.

"Let's go get it on." He horribly whispered. That was what threw me off.

I shot up, catching y/n's attention.

"Y/n, can I talk to you? Alone." I hurried. She looked at Henry, who rolled his eyes.

"Hurry up." He grumbled.

I pulled her upstairs to a bedroom and shut the door so no one would walk in.

"What's a matter?" She asked, concerned. I sighed and turned to her.

"Please don't." I begged. She raised her eyebrows before figuring out what I meant.

"Dave..." She trailed off. I shook my head.

"Seriously, y/n. Waiting for the next 10 years would be better than doing it with him!" I argued. She sighed, running her forehead.

"Why, Dave? Because 'doing it with some guy' isn't the answer? I don't care. Whether or not I have sex with him really isn't your decision." She shot back.

"But- y/n. Does it really have to be him?" I said, pointing towards the door.

"There's nothing wrong with Henry. So there's nothing wrong with having sex with him." She shrugged, walking towards the door.

  She left me standing in the bedroom as she stomped down the stairs.

She was really going.

She was going to waste her first time with some asshole that doesn't care for her. Not as much as I do.

I ran down the stairs, looking around the room.

She already left.

I ran my hands through my hair, still shuffling around the room.

She left. She left. She really left.

I pulled my keys out of my pocket as I walked out the front door. Jogging down the sidewalk, I unlocked the car and hopped in.

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I'd been driving around for a couple hours, keeping my mind off... Her.

Was she still- ya know.

Is she staying over, letting him hold her?

Was she enjoying it?

I sighed as I pulled up to yet another stop sign when my phone buzzed.

I looked in my review mirror before checking it.

Y/N: have you left the party yet

I responded almost instantly.

ME: yeah y

Y/N: just drive on peache street

I put my foot on the gas, taking a couple turns towards Peache Street. I started driving on it, looking around for her. I eventually saw her sitting on a bus station bench.

I pulled up, stopping directly in front of her.

"Hey." I said through the rolled down window. She looked up from her shoes before getting in the passenger seat.

I sped off, looking at her closely now. She looked like she'd been crying.

"What happened?" I finally said.

"We didn't have sex if that's what you're thinking." She said, laying her head on the console. "We argued. Broke up."

I couldn't help but feel lighter after she said that, but I still feel bad she has to even go through this.

"What'd you argue about?" I carefully asked. She took a deep shaky breath before speaking.

"Pull into this lot." I followed as she said, not even trying to park in a parking space since it was entirely empty.

She got out and I followed, walking over to her side.

"Y/n, what happened?" I asked, more concerned. It must've been bad if she had to be out of the car.

"He was talking about how we were finally doing it and how it took me forever to say yes. So I just said 'well now we are' and he was like 'took you long enough' and I was asking him what that meant and he was like 'it means I almost gave up. You were taking too long'. Dave, he was going to break up with me just-" she sobbed, taking a break.

"Just cause I didn't want sex yet."

I sighed and hugged her as I leaned against the car hood. She was crying over some idiot who, by the way, would never deserve her tears.

"I'm sorry." I said, trying to comfort her. She pulled away and looked up at me as she wiped her tears.

"Sorry? You didn't do anything..." She said. I shook my head.

"I could've tried harder. I could've stopped you from leaving." I explained.

"Being me, I probably still would've left." She mumbled, rolling her eyes.

"Why's that?"

"I'm gullible. I'm so dumb and I never learn from any of my mistakes. I just keep going and going-"

I released my urge and threw my lips on her to shut her up. She's not dumb. She's the smartest person I know.

And so what, she makes mistakes. Everyone does.

I broke the kiss, rubbing the tears on her face as I pulled away mine.

"Don't say that." I whispered. She looked surprised to say the least, her mouth still slightly hung open and looking for words.

"Is that why you didn't want me to?" She says. "Is that why you didn't want me to have sex with him?"

I slowly nodded, giving a small smile.

"Dave..." She trailed off, her voice sad.

"Can-" she tried, before restarting. "Can we do that again?"

My eyes widened, before I leaned in and put my lips on hers. They moved in sync now, getting familiar with each other.

  This is how it's supposed to be. Me and her kissing, giving her a relationship she really deserves. Giving her love that's real.