Song: Wild Ones

Artist: Flo Rida ft. Sia

It was a beautiful Saturday morning. I had worn tights with a skirt. Layered with a shirt and my leather jacket. Since there was still a bit of snow on the ground, I wore complete black clothes - they say black absorbs heat or light so this was an attempt to stay warm. But when I cuddled with Bellamy on the cold grass of the park, I didn't need the sun to keep myself warm. We had each other for that.

"I miss the sun from back home. I'll always miss the East coast sun." I told Bellamy who was running his hands through my hair. Brushing away the tangled locks. "You know, maybe I liked tanning because I couldn't swim."

"I wouldn't mind watching you. Maybe we could tan together this summer." He suggested. "Without having tan lines." I could feel the smirk playing on his lips. I lightly slapped his chest.

"Don't ruin my mood with your cockiness."

"I think I made it a lot better."

"Well, keep going and you'll have to deal with your boner yourself." I teased.

"Why does it always come back to my boner?" He asked with a smile playing on his lips.

"Because it's just so huge." I said absentmindedly.

"Is it now?" He raised a brow at me.

I stripped myself away from him and pouted as I folded my arms across my chest. "That's not what I was supposed to say."

"Hmm," He nodded. "What were you supposed to say then?"

"That it's just as annoying as you." I laughed.

"Are you laughing at your own joke?" He did not look amused. I nodded my head as I laughed some more. "Wow, Jane. What great comedy."

"Did I hurt your ego?" I asked innocently as I batted my eyelashes.

He wrapped his arms around me and brought me back into his lap. Cradling me like a child. "Not if it brings a smile on your face."

I stopped laughing and cupped his cheeks. "Thank you." I said and kissed both of his cheeks. "Thank you for everything that you do." I placed my lips on his for another kiss.

"I love you, Jane." He breathed out.

"I love you too, Bel." I replied.

"Now back to where we were." He said, taking me out of the daze I had fell in just by staring at his handsome face. He didn't even have to try to look good.

"Where were me?" I asked clumsily. "Oh yes, I was telling you about my past life. Well, there are happy memories I can tell you about but I think I'd rather show you."

His eyebrows knitted as he gave me a confused look. "Don't you remember the box of secrets?" I gestured to the time he snooped around in my room. Gosh, I was going to be an emotional train wreck.

"You don't have to. I want you to open up to me but let's take it at a comfortable pace?" He suggested. I wished I was this sensible but I wasn't.

I shook my head at him. "Nope. I know you'll open up to me once I open to you and I really want answer Bellamy." I sighed as a serious mood took over. "I really want to know what you're hiding from me."

I searched his eyes for an answer but I got none. He could be really secretive and it was scaring me especially after that incident a few days ago. I was left to imagine what was really happening, what Bellamy was doing and why those people attacked us. The worst possible scenario came to my back but I shrugged it off. He was bad boy indeed but he wouldn't be in a gang, especially not because of his dad. He knew the troubles and problems of being involved with one and I knew he was smarter than to get himself into that stuff.

He didn't say anything to me. He just held my hand and led me back to the car, opened the door and kissed me before racing to his side.

I was beyond nervous when I sat on my bed with the most precious memories running through my head. I emptied the contents of the box Bellamy found a long time ago and looked at them carefully, just as Bellamy did. I could tell how curious he was. He eyed each item and would glance at me as if he was figuring something out. Most of them were associated with something, something that helped me remember because I feared I would forget those precious moments I spent with my dad.

I was holding my emotions inside me as I told Bellamy a few stories. I started with how I got my first tattoo which I matched with dad. It wasn't visible anymore because it was at a spot where my glasses rubbed, just above my ear. I didn't have the heart to get it fixed. Would the pain fade with it too?

My eyes fell on a scarf that was neatly folded, I picked it up.

"My first boyfriend gave his to me." I told Bellamy. My voice was a bit heavy so I cleared my throat. Bellamy visibly tensed next to me and snatched the scarf from my hands. I laughed at his reaction but waited for him to speak.

"You don't need this shitty fabric. Where does the douche live? I'll strangle him with this." He said bitterly.

My eyes widened in shock and my mouth opened and closed like a fish. "Babe?"

I shook my head and smiled. "I only kept it because that's what dad did. He strangled him with this when he broke up with me." The way looked at me with a amused smile made a blush creep up my cheeks.

"Kiss me." He prompted and I obliged.

After a mind-blowing kiss we went back to what we were doing. There was a stack of photographs, from my childhood till I had dad and going through them was the hardest.

"I can't." I breathed out as I looked at the last photo I took with my dad. It was in the hospital just a few days before... I didn't understand why he forced me to take it.

"It's okay, you've shared more than enough with me, Jane." He placed me on his lap and wrapped his arms around me. "How do you feel?"

His calm voice made me less tense. I nuzzled my nose in the crook of his neck and inhaled. His scent made me a little more easy but then my breath hitched as I answered him. "A little be—" Tears poured down my eyes and I held onto Bellamy tighter.

He let me cry, told me that it's okay. I didn't know how long I did but I cried for long time. I cried for the memories I had with my dad, for the time I wasn't there for him and for the moments I'll never be able to share with him.

"Do you wish you had a normal dad?" I found myself asking Bellamy. He stiffened at my question and I realized I shouldn't have said that.

A while later he spoke. "I do. All the time but now I think everything happens for a reason. If he were a normal dad then maybe be able to help me..." He trailed off after saying that but I didn't prompt him to continue. The look in his eyes made me feel like it was better not to ask what he meant.

"I love you, Bellamy." I told him as I kissed his neck.

I felt him kiss my hair. "I love you too, Jane. I love you so much more."

When we went downstairs for dinner, I actually found myself feeling better. Emotionally. Bellamy was right, I had to let it out. I couldn't keep my emotions in but I knew I had to control it because there was so much locked inside of me.

Chris and Brianna were already at the table chatting with mom. Bellamy pulled out a chair for me but then went to the kitchen. I wondered why he did that but I smiled when he came out holding dishes of food. Brianna told me Chris had set the table with cutlery which made sense because everything was in the wrong place. We laughed at our boyfriends attempt at impressing our mom and I knew my mom was laughing and enjoying it herself. For once she didn't seem hostile around Bellamy which I was grateful for. I think she finally realized how much he meant to me and after the accident and my condition, she should be appreciating him for taking care of me.

"I wish you looked at me the way you're looking at that lasagna." Bellamy sighed childishly.

"She's always had a thing for food." Mom teased me.

"Coach wouldn't allow us to eat the amount of candy she eats in a day even a year for us if he found out." Chris said thoughtfully.

I rolled my eyes at their exaggeration.

"I swear you have some weird metabolism. Are you sure you don't have insects in your stomach? Mom you should really do a check up." Brianna said.

"Alright, alright. I eat a lot. Stop making a big deal out of it." I pouted as I waited for my turn to fill my plate.

We hadn't had a pleasant dinner in aomg while. I needed this. Everyday forever.

I sighed when I felt Bellamy's hand teasingly gripping my thigh. I gave him a look but he smiled at his plate. This boy just never had enough.

Sunday came and I was in a dilemma. We were going to spend the day in the city. The creepy yet fun part of it and I just couldn't decided what to wear. Veronica, Keith and Bellamy were in my room helping me decide what to wear while Harry was probably emptying the fridge downstairs. Luke and Chris promised to meet us at a bar we were going to go to and Derek was at a. car wash waiting for his turn.

"No dresses." Bellamy said sternly as I picked out outfits.

"Come on," Veronica hissed and threw a few more on the bed.

"I said no. I don't want my girl being checked out by perverts." He said.

My heart fluttered but I still wanted to wear a dress. I was going to argue but Veronica beat me to it. "Then you should've found someone without tbat killer body. Damn, even I would bang her." Her sentence e finished and before I could react I felt a spank on my ass. I turned around and glared at Veronica. "I'm not sorry."

Bellamy and Keith laughed loudly as I rolled my eyes and turned back to the racks in my closet.

"Princess, did you know she's bisexual?" I heard Keith say between laughs.

"I'm not bisexual! How many time to I have to tell you that! It was a one time thing! We both made it clear both anything happened!" She yelled at Keith. Veronica's face was as red as it could be.

"That's why you still stalk her, don't it?" Keith said was a naughty smile.

Veronica didnt say anything after that. She just picked up everything in her reach and throw it at Keith as he laughed. She jumped on him when she ran out of things and threw her fists at him.

"She'd bang me. Aren't you jealous?" I wiggled my browse at Bellamy.

He scoffed. "You and I both know you wouldn't go anywhere else after seeing this body." He smirked and stepped closer to me. "And you've even tasted it." He whispered huskily into my ear.

I shoved him away. "Okay guys, you can go now. I found what I'll wear. Give me a minute and I'll be done and while you're at it can you check if the girls preyed off Mandy."

"I so hate her." Veronica muttered.

"Is that why the two of you are friends? Because of your mutual hate for that girl?" Keith asked us.

We shared a look and nodded. "You know us so well." Veronica said before pulling him out of my room.

I settled for sexy dress I bought when I went shopping with Natasha last week. I put my legs through the dress and pulled it all the way up, not entirely though. Then I tightened the laces at the front that kept the dress from falling off my body. Of course it showed a lot of cleavage but I didn't care. I was in a sexy mood. The dress was short and tight and I could just imagine Bellamy drooling at me. I smirked in the mirror.

"You're such a hoe." Natasha said. I grinned at her and pulled a pose. She laughed and shook her head.

She was also in a short dress. Her hair was tied into a slick ponytail that defined her figure even more. We were radiating confidence and it felt amazing.

When I heard Mandy's voice I groaned. "She's stubborn. Couldn't do anything." Natasha told me.

"We'll still have fun. She won't ruin our night." I told myself and her.

I hide in my leather jacket knowing well enough that nobody would let me leave I'm what I was wearing. The boys were nagging us girls to change into jeans but we stood there confidently.

"Lets go girls. If they sont take us then we can go ourselves." Brianna declared as she made her way to the door.

Chris jumped infromy of her and held her hand. "I'll drive." He said.

I laughed as everyone paired up and decided which car to sit in. Bellamy held my hand at first then moved it to my hip, bringing me us close to him as possible.

"You're staying with me all night. You won't leave my sight, got it?"

He ordered.

No, he warned. It was a warning and I shivered under his gaze. Maybe I should change into something else but I was already being let out the house.

Bellamy was furious.

Bowed my head down because his gaze was burning at my skin. His eyes filled with desire and anger.

I couldn't blame him entirely, the cat calls and whistles pissed me off just as much but I chose to ignore him. Bellamy couldn't however. He already punched three guys and one broke his nose for sure.

I was sitting across him on a table at the side of the club. Derek was flirting with some girl on the table behind ours and Mandy occasionally came to ours for a drink.

My feet were itching to go on the dance floor but I didn't dare. I didn't think Bellamy would appreciate it too much.

Mandy returned once again. "You guys, stop being such party poopers and come have fun!" She slight slurred drunkenly.

Then she pushed three of her five shots in front of me.

"Do it Blake. Drink up and have fun."

I shooed her my empty glass of Margarita.  "I'm good." I mumbled.

"Are you now? I always knew you were all talk all and..." She trailed off because I'm sure she didn't know the entire phrase.

"Whatever, I'm going to have fun." And then she left.

I looked at Bellamy. He has a cigarette in his mouth and his eyes were closed. They stay that way as he took several drags.

My hands reached towards the shots and I downed them all. Bellamy didn't notice and I smirked, ready to show Mandy that I wasn't some scaredy cat.

I found my way to the center of the dance floor, there wasn't a big crowd and I realized it was because of the time. Keith and Derek sneaked us in earlier so we got drunk earlier. There was a rush at the bar and I knew soon enough I would be begging for air on the dancefloor.

The Dj was playing a nice beat and I let my body sway the way it wanted to. I let my hands move wherever they wanted to, through my hair, down my sides to my hips. I let loose and moved more carefree. When I opened my eyes I found the most beautiful eyes staring at me. The lights were dim and some flashed acrossed the room but I could still see the sparkle in Bellamy's eyes.

He made his way to me and our movements synchronized. His hands were on me and mine were on him. He was whispering things into my which I couldn't understand because of the music. I just knew it was something dirty because our movements changed. We were dry humping than dancing and when the heat was too much, he led me to an empty table.

I sat beside him as I tried to catch my breath from the intense moment we shared but he pulled me onto his lap. 

"Sit on my lap so they know your mine." He said. "You're all mine. Only mine."

This time he only had a look of desire in his eyes. I leaned towards his lips and grazed mine with his softly, teasingly.

"I can't control myself." He strained. His hold tightened around my waist, backing his statement.

"Neither can I." I whispered.

His lips smashed onto mine hungrily. Biting and licking my lips as he did so. "I should punish you for looking this damn sexy, beautiful." I opened my mouth to answer but he sneaked his tongue inside. When his tongue touched mine I felt like I has been hit by a jolt of electricity but like a magnetic pull, we pressed ourselves against each other anymore.

Fuck, he had to stop tutoring me for physics. He taught me almost every rule or Law in a dirty way, making sure that I would never ever forget it.

I breathlessly pulled away. Almost dying because my lungs were out of breath but o wasn't done with him. I wanted so much more. "Punish me, Bellamy. I'm all yours."

I didn't care care how stupid I sounded. I was driven by desire and I would repeat it a million times to see the grin on his face after I had said that.

He kissed my lips and I let it linger on longer. I wouldn't be satisfied with a peck right now.

"Then let's go find a place to crash." He suggested.

One of Bellamy's arm was around my waist - tight as if I were to run away if he loosened his hold. The other hand pushed people away and made way for us to get out of the club. I laughed as he shoved people away. I noticed he did that so I didn't have to push past people or bump into them.

He called a cab and we went to the nearest hotel. The driver forbid us from kissing in the care but that only made Bellamy more creative. He traced patterns on my thighs dangerously close to my heat. My tried to calm my breathing but as soon as we entered the empty elevator of the five star hotel, my thumping heartbeat was back. The air became hot again and bodies pressed against each others. Bellamy fiddled with the card key and told me to stop kissing his neck just so that he could get the darn door open. I was still latched around his body. One hand firmly held me up as my legs locked around his waist. He kicked the door close and pressed my back to the nearest wall. The lights were off but the room was lit by the city lights that shone through the windows.

He lips latched onto my neck. Sacking my soft spot. He licked and kissed me making me feel as insane as ever. We never felt this kind of desire before and it made me so much more curious of how this would be.

Bellamy mumbled things against my skin but my moans kept interrupting him. He grunted when I dug my nails into his back. He looked up at me and I slowly began to move my hips up and down.

"Blake, what are you doing to me?" He asked.

"Driving you as crazy as you drive me." I told him and quickened my pace.

We fumbled our way to the bed and Bellamy climbed onto me us soon as he threw me on it. There was an urgency and need that made us rip apart our clothing and feel the warmth of each others skin.

The night was long as we made love to each other and made a promise forever.

A/N:

This ending was going to be detailed bit I'm not sure if you guys want that stuff so I just laid low and ended it. So there's a storm coming and I'm sure you'll love it. I lot has been going on in my life and amidst that stuff I placed out the perfect way to end the book so now I just have to write, write and write. If you enjoyed this chapter then don't forget to vote! Let's make this book popular.

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