Promises

Parris Rose looks like Megan Fox
Jason McCann looks like Justin Bieber
Cody Owens looks like Josh Hutcherson
Lizzie Bloom looks like Candice Swanepoel
The Gang:
Riley looks like Zac Efron
Travis looks like Joe Jonas
Luke looks like Alex Pettyfer
Logan looks like Cody Linley
Mark looks like Taylor Lautner
Others:
Jake Howard looks like Cam Gigandet
Victoria Henderson looks like Ashley Tisdale
Victoria Bay looks like Emma Stone

“Don’t forget me...”


Those were the last words he ever said to me. Then, just like that, he left. Wanna know why he said that? Because he was moving. People where getting “supspicious.”


“Jas!”
Before he could even knock on my door, I flung it open and jumped on him.
“Hey princess.”
I looked into his eyes and knew instantly that something was wrong. But what...
“Jas, what’s wrong?”
“Umm, I’m moving...”
“Why?”
“People are getting supspicious about my dad. You know how that goes.”
“Yea. Where are you moving to?”
“Vegas.”
“What? Why so far away?”
“My dad doesn’t wanna take any chances. Besides, he know’s some people there, including my mom. I’d really like to meet her for once.”
“Yea, I know how that feels...”
“Crap. I’m sorry Parris. I forgot all about that...”
“It’s fine. Really.”
“No. It’s not. Your crying.”
He reached up and wiped the tears off my cheek.
“Please don’t cry.”
“How can I not cry? Your pretty much all I have left.”
“I know. But I’ll be back.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
"Pinkie promise? These are legit. You can't break these you know.."
"Pinkie promise."
“I’ll miss you...”
“I’ll miss you too... Promise me something?”
“Anything.”
“Don’t forget me... Pinkie promise?”
“I pinkie promise.”
He set me back down, kissed my cheek, then ran back to his car where his dad and brother, Alex, were waiting.


That was five years ago. About a year ago I moved to Atlanta, Georgia. I have two bestfriends, Lizzie and Cody. I havne’t heard from Jason since then but I still have hopes. I moved here because my foster parent’s bailed on me so the night before they where going to send me back to the orphanage, I packed a small bag of clothes and other **** I’d need and left. I had just enough money to buy a plane ticket to Atlanta and here I am. I got a job and at first just camped out at the park near my work, but Lizzie saw me one day sleeping in a tree, called me down, and told me that I shouldn’t sleep in a tree in a city like this. Ever since then, I’ve been staying at her place and we are best of friends. I met Cody about a week after I met Lizzie. I actually met Cody at my work. I work at a restraunt in town and one of the job requirement’s is that you have to wear skates. Well, one day I fell because some jack ass left their **** in the isle. I didn’t see it and tripped over it. I landed on my but and spranged my ankle. Cody was nice enough to help me up and sat me down in his seat. He took my skates off for me and put an ice pack on it and ever since then, we’ve been the best of friends.


“Was’sup *****es!” Lizzie called walking into my room. Me and Cody were laying on the bed, stuffing our faces with popcorn while watching The Vow.
“Do you mind? We’re watching a movie... *****.” I said around a mouthful of popcorn.
“What movie?” She plopped down on the bed between me and Cody and grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoving it into her mouth.
“The Vow.” Cody said, grabbing some more popcorn and eating it one peice at a time. I looked down into the bowl and realized we where almost out of popcorn.
“Be right back lovely’s. Imma go pop us some more popcorn.”
“You better, *****.”
“Why don’t you get off your lazy ass and get youself some?”
“Because you looovvee me.”
“Yea, yea.”
I walked downstiars to the kitchen and opened the cupboard with all of our snacks in it. I reached into the popcorn container but their was no more popcorn. Great. I grabbed my key’s off the counter and grabbed my wallet from my purse and headed outside. I walked down the street to the dollar store where we bought our popcorn. I grabbed two boxes and headed towards the cashier. I payed for the popcorn then started the long walk home. I was halfway there when I felt like someone was watching me. I looked back but the street’s where empty. I continued my walk home, brushing the feeling off, when someone covered my face with a damp cloth and everything went black.


When I woke up, I was in a dark room with no window’s. The only light was coming from a small lamp in the corner of the room. The walls where a dark purple, almost black, and peeling along the edges. The floor was made from wood and looked like it was recently pollished. I went to sit up to get a better look of the room, but when I tried to move, their was a horrible feeling in my wrist’s. I looked up to fine them handcuffed to the head board of the bed. Well isn’t that just great. I heard footsteps coming down the hallway and closed my eyes, acting like I was asleep. I heard the lock on the door click then the shuffle up feet as the door opened. I didn’t hear anything after that so peeked out of one of my eyes to see two figures standing in the doorway. They came closer and one of them traced their finger down my arm.
“Man, the stuff we could do to her...”
“We? I believe I kidnapped her so I’ll do whatever I want to do to her.”
“Whatever man.” The other figure, the one who had traced his finger down my arm, turned around and walked out of the room. The other figure slapped my face.
“I know your awake you filthy *****.”
I opened my eyes and stared up at the figure.
“What do you want with me?”
“Just some fun.”

“What do you want with me?”
“Just some fun.”

“What do you mean “fun”?”
“You know what I mean.”
He stepped closer, allowing me to see him better. He had brown shaggy hair that hung in his face. He had to flip his hair to keep it out of his eyes. His eyes, they were a dark brown with golden flecks dotted in them. His lips were a light shade of pink and looked soft to the touch and oh so kissable.
“What’s your name?”
He slapped me again. Then, tilted my chin up to make me look at him.
“I’m the one asking the question’s here.”
I stayed quite and just stared into his eyes.
“And just so you know, my names Justin.”
“Really? You don’t look like a Jusitn.”
He slapped me yet again. I felt my eyes start to water and closed them to stop myself from crying.
“Shut up. Your really annoying.”
“And if I don’t?”
Another slap. This time, I felt a tear fall down my cheek.
“I guess I’m just going to have to teach you a lesson now, huh?”
He got ontop of me, pinning me on the bed. He traced his lips up my throat to my lips and lightly kissed the edge of my lips. He traced back down to my lips and found my soft spot just below my ear on my neck. He softly sucked on it then bit down on it. I moaned and felt him smile into his kisses.
“You like that, don’t ya princess?”
I tensed up. Only one other person has ever called me princess...
“Why so tense?”
I forced myself to relax as he continued to trace light kisses down my neck to my collar bone. When he was done, he got off of me and looked down at me.
“My next “lesson” won’t be as sweet.”
With that, he walked out of the room. About a minute later, he walked back in with a bag of chips and a sandwhich.
“You hungry?”
I shook my head and looked down at my feet.
"I'll just leave this here. I wouldn't want my princess to starve."
"Why do you keep calling me princess?"
"Cause your my princess now. Mine forever."
"Forever?"
"Yes. That family of your's you had, forget about them."
"I don't have a family."
"What?"
"My mom died when I was two and my dad ditched me, leaving me to fend to myself at the early age of five. A nice couple found me and raised me on their own. Then, last year, they descided they didn't want to raise me anymore so where going to send me back, but I ran away the night before and got a plane ticket here. So, here I am."
"Where did you live before?"
"Ontario, Canada."
"No way. I used to live there."
"Really?
"Yes, believe it or not."
"Maybe we met before."
"I highly doubt that."
"Yea, your right. I would've remembered meeting a ***** like you."
"Shut the **** up!" He slapped me across the face and I felt yet another tear slip out of my eye. He saw it then leaned down, kissing it away. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."
"Whatever..."
"Will you please eat?"
"Why should I?"
"Because you need to... I don't want you to faint on me, especially if I'm destressing myself."
"Destressing?"
"Don't tell me your a virgin..."
"I kinda am..."
"****..."
"I thought that was the point of this..."
"You better watch that mouth of yours before I shove something in it."
"You won't touch me."
He leaned down, close enough I could feel his warm breathe on his ear.
"For now anyways."
With that, he turned on his heel's and stalked out of the room. I looked over at chips and sandwhich and hugged. How did he expect me to eat when I couldn't even reach it. Guess I'll just have to call Justin back.
"JUSTIN!"
I heard running and then he slammed the door open.
"What's wrong?"
"I can't eat when my hands are handcuffed to the.. umm... head board."
I was looking down at the floor, trying not to make eye contact with him. He walked over, tilted my head up, and stared into my eyes.
"Don't try to act shy. That just turns me on."
"You know what's a turn on?"
"What?"
I got closer to his face, were I could feel his warm breathe on my face.
"A light swtich."
He shoved me out of his face to where I was laying down again.
"I should have seen that one coming."
He reached into his back pocket and took out a key. He released one of my hands, but left the other one handcuffed to the bed.
"Don't try anything or I'll teach you my next 'lesson'."
"Whatever."
I reached over, grabbing a slice of the sandwhich and nibbled on the edges. I then reached for the bag of chips. I opened it then reached inside, taking a ship and shoving it into my mouth.
"Would you like something to drink?"
"I'll just have water."
He left the room and came back a minute later with a glass of water. He set it down on the night stand and I ingored it, eating the rest of my sandwhich and the bag of chips. When I was done, I took a sip of the water then set it back down. I looked over at Justin who was staring at me.
"Is there something on my face?" I reached up, wiping it off with the back of my hand. He laughed and shook his head.
"No. I was just admiring you."
"For what?"
"Your perfect, soft, tan skin; your soft, pink lips; your big, bleen eyes; your..."
"Bleen?"
"Blue and green. In different lighting, your eyes look blue or green. So, bleen."
"Oh... OK..."
"Back to what I was saying. Your hair is soft and is perfect for you; your boob's aren't too big or too small, just the right size; your butt look's so squishable and FYI: I'd tap it any day; and you have curves in just the right places."
"Have you been staring at me or something?"
"No, just observing you with great detail."
"Whatever."
"Go ahead and drink the rest of your water. I don't want you to get dehydrated."
I did as he sad and drank the rest of it. He took my trash and empty cup, shutting and locking the door behind me. I layed back on the bed and before I knew it, I was out cold.

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When I woke up, I was in a new room. This time, I wasn't cuffed to the bed. I sat up, looking around. I got up and quitely went over to the door. I tested the nob, opening the door a crack. I heard voices coming from downstairs and softly shut it again. I walked over to the bathroom connected to the room and turned the light on. Looking in the mirrow, I saw that my hair was knotted up and all over the place and my makeup was smeared over my face. I grabbed a towel from the rack on the wall, then turned the water on. I went over to the bathroom door, shutting it before stripping out of my clothes. I went back over to the shower, getting in and letting the hot water run over my aching body. I rinsed off, making sure to wash my face, then just stood there, letting the hot water run over my back. After about 10 more minutes of just standing there, I shut the water off and grabbed my towel, wrapping it around me. I got out of the shower only to find Justin sitting on the counter watching me.
"What the ****! How long have you been in here?"
"I just got in here. Don't worry. I just thought you'd want some new clothes."
He handed me a pair of his gym shorts and a sweat shirt.
"Oh... thanks."
"No problem. After you get dressed, you can come downstairs."
He turned to leave the room but I reached out and touched his arm.
"Umm, thanks again, for the clohtes."
"LIke I said before, no problem."
With that, he left, shutting the door behind him. I quickly got dressed, drying my hair off the best I could with only a towel, then pulled it up into a messy bun and walked out of the bathroom and bedroom. I walked down the stairs into the kitchen where their were five othere guys. After I walked in, they all got quite, staring at me.
"What? Is there something on my face?"
I reached up, feeling along my face then pulled back to look at my finger's. There was nothing there. I looked back up and all the guys started laughing.
"What's so funny?"
"Dude, where did you find this girl? She's hilarious!" one of the guys said.
"Legit man!" another called.
I looked over to find Justin smirking at me.
"What's so ****ing funny?"
They all stopped laughing and stared at me again. One of them stepped forward. He had shaggy brown hair with blonde highlights.
"Nothing. We always do that. Usually they don't react like you do though. They just try to ignore our stares and do whatever.
"That's ****ing stupid."
"Yea, but it's hilarious to watch."
"Whatever."
"You must be hungry. Here, let me make you something. What do you want?"
"Ummm, what do you have?"
"I can make you eggs, french toast, toast..."
"I'll just have some toast."
"Want anything on it?"
"No thanks."
He walked over to the toaster, then grabbed a slice of bread and stuck it in. Setting the timer, he pushed the button down then turned back around to face me while he waited on the toast.
"By the way, my names Riley. Everyone, introduce yourself to Miss..."
"Parris. Just call me Parris."
A guy in a red shirt and black skinny jeans with black shaggy hair waved. "I'm Travis."
Another guy with dirty blonde hair wearing the same thing as Travis smirked over at me. "I'm Logan."
Next, a guy with ditry blonde hair and... the same thing as the other two... Wait, they're all wearing the same outfit. Dang. "Hi. I'm Luke." He smiled at me and I smiled back.
The last person to introduce themselves took a step forwards. "I'm Mark." He had dark brown hair, almost black, that was spiked up.
"Of course you already know me." I looked over to see Justin smirking at me. I glared at him before looking back over at Riley.
"Is my toast done yet? I'm starving."
He chuckled before turning back over towards the toaster. He took my toast out, buttering it, then handed it over to me.
"Enjoy princess."
"Please, just call me Parris."
"Whatever babe."
I rolled my eyes then left the kitchen, going over to the sitting room. I sat down on the couch, taking small bites out of it. When I finished eating it, I noticed they had a Wii hooked up. Beside that, they had an XBox and Playstation 3. I turned the Wii on, looking through their games before picking out Just Dance 2. I slipped it in, then waited for the game to load. I chose one of the songs then waited for the music to start. I danced around, actually having fun for the first time since I got here. After I finsihed, getting a near perfect score on it, I turned around, notcing all the guys had wondered out of the kitchen and into the sitting area and were now sitting on the couch.
"Don't mind us." Riley said, smirking at me. I hesitantly turned back towards the screen, tensed up a little. I selected another song, one that invloeved the least amount of movement's, then danced to it. I got a perfect score, jumping up and down with joy. I selected another song, not caring what it was, and started dancing to it when I felt hands wrap around my waist. I practically jumped five feet in the air. I looked back to find Jusitn smirking down at me.
"If I were you, I'd stop doing that."
"And why's that? I'm having fun."
"Well, unless you wanna get gang banged, I suggest you stop." he whispered into my ear. I felt the hair's on my arm stand up and quickly walked over to one of the couches off by itself and sat down. Some of the guys groaned, looking over at me with lustful eyes.
"Why'd you stop?"
I didn't look at anyone. Instead, I shut the Wii off and stared over at the wall. They sat there for a minute before a few of them got up, leaving just Justin, Luke, and me. I waited till I was sure they were gone before turning the Wii back on. This time, Justin grabbed a Wii controler too. I selected a random song and we both started to dance. I felt Luke's eyes on me the whole time but I ignored him and kept dancing. When we got out scores back, I beat Justin by a long shot.
"Take that Justin!"
He smirked over at me, then walked over to the Wii, ejecting the game and turnin the Wii off. He reached down, turned the XBox on, then smriked over at me.
"Try to beat me at this."
Black Ops flashed across the screen. I smirked over at him, grabbing one of the controlers and sitting next to him. I heard Luke chuckle and looked over at him.
"Good luck Princess, your going to need it."
I simply smirked at him then waited for the game to load.
*30 minutes later*
"How the ****...?"
"Let's just say I'm not some girly girl who only goes shopping and cares too much about her appearance."
"But how the **** did you beat me?"
"Oh, that was easy."
"You got lucky, that's all."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night..."
I heard Luke chuckle and looked over at him. He looked over at me and gave me a thumbs up.
"Your the first person to ever beat Jas.. Justin!"
I gave him a confused look then brushed it off, smiling.
"What can I say? I'm a pro."

**Jason's POV:**
Luke ALMOST gave me away. I mean, he almost said my real name. I can't have this random chick knowing my real name, so I told her my name was Justin. She, of course, fell for it. Seeing her brings back old memories. She looks so much like the Parris I used to know. But, the Parris I used to know is dead. I got a letter from her parent's saying so. About a year ago, I found where her parent's where living after calling a few people. I sent them a letter, asking them about Parris. A week later, I got a letter back form them. They explained that Parris, the love of my life, died in a deadly explosion. Yes, I said the love of my life. I've loved her ever since I met her. Like love at first sight if you believe that ****. What kind of explosion killed her? I don't know. They didn't go into details which I can understand and I'm thankful for.
Ever since then, I guess you can say I haven't been myself. I'd go out to bar's, get drunk, and hire some slut to take my mind off her, even if it only lasted a few hours.
After leaving Canada to move to Vegas, I lived with my dad for about a week before he just left me and my brother Alex. I bet the ass hole ran off with my mom. Anyway's, me and Alex stayed in Vegas for about a year. Then, using the money we had saved up, we bought a plane ticket to Atlanta, GA. We got to Atlanta, stole a Camaro zl1, then took off. We contacted Riley, an old friend of Alex's, and met up with him at their warehouse. He let us join his gang and ever since then, I've been helping them. Alex taught me how to build bombs and right from the start, we found out I was a natural, a pro.
After teaching me about bombs, they taught me how to shoot a gun. I quickly learned that, becoming the second best in the gang under Bailey. Bailey was the leader of the group and because of my great skills at creating bombs and shooting, I became his right hand man. Unfortunately, two years after joining the group, we got into a mix up wtih another gang and Bailey ended up getting killed. We had rushed the other gangs building. We had gotten inside and were just about to take out Robert, their leader, when we heard an explosion outside. I was able to get one shot at Robert before I fell back outside. Bailey and Mark had stayed back at the car's, taking down any of the Blood Gang who tried to get in or out. When I got outside, I stopped, dead in my tracks. Our cars were engulfed in flames. Mark was passed out on the ground. We rushed over to the car's, searching for Bailey. I was the first to find him. He was still alive, stuck inside one of the cars. I tried to open the door but I ened up burning my hands. He stared out at me with pleading eyes. I shot at the glass, trying to make it to where he could climb out when there was another explosion, the force from it knocking me to the ground. When I got back up, I looked over to find that the explosion had come from the car Bailey was in. His lifeless form was sprawled on the ground beside where I had been. In anger, I had ran back into Robert's warehouse, found him up in his bathroom, cursing up a storm while cleaning up his leg where I had shot him. When he caught my reflection in the mirror, he turned to look at me and as he did, I shot him between his eyes, right smack dab in the middle.
After that, I had walked out of the warehouse, back over to my boys. They had all gathered around Bailey. Even Mark, who seemed to have waken up, was over by him. When I approached, they all looked up at me with grieving eyes. We pressed two of our finger's to our lips, then touched our forehead's, before reaching them up to the sky. Everytime someone in our gang died, which wasn't often, we did that as our last goodbye.
After doing our goodbye, I had gone around back to their garage. I made sure no one was inside before breaking into one of their cars and hot wireing it. I drove it around to the front then got out, letting Alex drive it. Riley followed me back to the garage where we hot wired two more cars before going around front to pick the others up. The guys helped me get Bailey into my car before piling into the others. Mark rode up front with me while the other's got into the other two cars.
Riley and Alex drove home while I drove towards the lake. Once there, I went to the secluded part of the lake. Alex grabbed Baileys feet while I grabbed his hands. We carried him over to the waters edge, then threw him into the water. He had always said that if he died, he wanted us to throw his body in the lake. I just never thought that his wish would come true so soon.
Now, here I am, the leader of the gang. It's a lot harder then Bailey made it look. Bailey always made it look easy. I don't complain though. I know Bailey would have wanted me to stick it out for him.
I looked over to see Parris walking into the kitchen. I followed her, going over to the counter and pulling myself ontop of it.
"What do you guys have to eat?"
"I can take you somewhere if you'd like."
She closed the fridge before looking over at me.
"Can we go shopping too?"
"Sure. Let's go."
I walked out to the garage, Parris following close behind me. I grabbed the keys to my Bugatti Veyron Super Sport, walking over to it and opening the door. I heard Parris gasp and looked over at her. She was standing in front of it, gapeing at it.
"How in the world did you get this car?"
"Do you even know what "this car" is called?"
She glared over at me. "Yes. It's a Bugatti Veyron... Super Sport right?"
I raised an eyebrow at her. "For a girl you sure do know your cars."
She shrugged, smiling over at me. "What can I say, I'm not like normal girls."
I chuckled. She's damn right she's not.
She finally got in, putting her seat belt on and staring over at me. I started the car, pulling out of the garage before heading towards town. I reached over to the glove compartment, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. I pulled one out, putting the pack back, then lit it with my lighter. I stuck it between my lips, taking a long drag from it. I kept the smoke in my mouth a minute before exhaling it. I cracked my window, letting the smoke escape and took another drag from it.
"That's not good for you."
I looked over to Parris, exhaling the smoke. "And?"
"You shouldn't do it."
"But it helps me relax."
"Doesn't matter. It's still not good for you."
"Who are you to tell me what's good for me and what's not good for me?"
She shrugged before turning to look out her window. I finished the smoke then put it out. When we got into town, I drove to the mall. I parked the car in the first spot before getting out.
**Parris's POV:**
I followed Justin into the mall. He led me over to Forever 21. I giggled happily and took off inside. By the time I was done shopping, I only had three shirts, two tanktops, four pairs of shorts, a pair of sweatpants, and a jacket along with bra's and panties. Justin payed for everything, then led me to the food court. We got our food then went over to one of the vacant tables. I quickly ate my food, eager to get back and change into my clothes. Justin nibbled at his, looking at everyone that passed by. When he noticed I was done eating, he picked up our trash and threw it away. He picked up my bags for me and I followed him back out to his car. He put my stuff in his trunk then got in, starting the car before pulling out. We drove in silence for a while before I spoke up.
"Thanks for buying me some clothes."
I saw him smirk from the corner of my eyes. "Anything for my princess."
"Please STOP calling me that."
"What? Princess?"
"Yes! Call me Parris."
**Jason's POV:**
I felt a pang in my stomach. Everytime I hear that name, a part of me always die's a little. "I'll call you whatever I want *****."
I saw her roll her eyes before she turned to look out her window. I stopped the car, spinning her around and making her look over at me.
"Don't ****ing roll your eyes at me. If I were you, I'd be begging on your knee's for my forgivness."
"For what? I did nothing wrong."
I slapped her, then turned in my seat, facing the road again. I slammed on the gas, taking off down the road. I was going 137 mph. Hopefully, there were not cops around. Even if their was, they couldn't do anything but eat my dust.
Once we got back home, I shut the car off, opening the trunk and grabbed her stuff. I took it inside up to my room then threw it onto the bed. I went back downstairs and found Parris in the sitting room, playing Just Dance 3. Man that girl loves to play Just Dance.
**Parris's POV:**
After we got back, Justin went up to put my things away while I went into the sitting room. I turned the Wii on, putting in Just Dance 3, and picking the first song that came up. I don't know why, but whenver I dance or sing, it always seems to clear my head, and boy did I need to do that. I was just finishing the song when I felt two arms wrap around my waist.
"I'm sorry for hitting you earliar. I've just had a lot on my mind."
I looked down at my feet, switching my weight from one foot to the other. "It's alright..."
"Mind if I join you?"
I shook my head. He went over, grabbed the other Wii controler of the charger as I picked another song to dance to.

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Jason/Justin's POV:
Parris and I played Just Dance 3 for hours. We finally stopped after we played all the songs twice. She collapsed onto the couch, breathing heavily, and shut the Wii off.
"That was fun." She said smiling up at me.
"Yea, I guess it was." I smiled back. I took her Wii remote and set it on it's charger, along with mine, then walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. "You want something to drink?"
"Yes, please." I smiled when she said please. I got a ****ing lady. I grabbed two cups then filled them both to the top with water. I brought them back out to the sitting room and handed one to her. "Thanks."
I watched her take a sip from her glass. Her lips just calling my name. Usually, with the other guys, they would've raped her by now, but there's something about her... I feel like, even if I was to just touch her, she'd break into a million pieces right infront of me and it'll be my fault.
"Is there something on my face?" She reached up, touching her face. I chuckled, shaking my head.
"No, your fine."
"Then why where you staring at me?"
I shrugged and smiled.
"Come on."
"Where are we going?"
"I don't know yet. Do you wanna do anything princess?"
I saw her close her eyes then take a deep breathe. "Umm.. how about we go out somewhere to eat?"
"Sure. I know the perfect place."
She nodded then followed me upstairs to my room.
"Did you by chance buy a dress while we where out?"
"No. Why?"
"A skirt?"
"Nope."
"Guess you can wear...." I walked over to my closet, looking for anything she could wear. I have a whole closet full of **** whores have left here. I found a mini black skirt and a black one shoulder shirt that went with it. I walked back out of the closet, holding it up. "You can wear this."
She walked over, taking it out of my hands and held it up in front of her.
"Your kidding, right?"
"Nope." I said, popping the 'p'.
"OK... Im going to go take a shower now."
"Mind if I take one with you?"
"Umm... Yes..."
"Too bad."
I grabbed her by the arm, dragging her over to the bathroom. I shut and locked the door, then started to stip. I stipped out of my shirt and slipped off my black skinny jeans, leaving me in just my boxers. I looked over at Parris and noticed she was just standing there with her arms across her chest.
"Come on princess, strip."
She shook her head no, staring down at the floor.
"Why not?"
"Cause I'm a ****ing virgin and I don't wanna lose that any time soon."
"I'm not going to do anything to you... yet. So go ahead and strip." She continued to just stand there. "I promise, OK?"
She sighed before reaching for the hem of her shirt. She lifted it over her head, throwing it to the side. Then, she grabbed the edge of the shorts and slid them off, leaving her in just her bra and thong. I walked over to the shower, opening it and turning the water on. I turned back around the find that she had stripped out of her panties and bra and was now naked. I grabbed the elastic of my boxers, not taking my eyes off her, and slipped them off, kicking them to the side. I watched as her eyes bulged as she took in my size. I have to say, it is huge.
"Like what you see?"
Her eyes snapped back up to mine and I saw a slight blush rise to her cheeks.
"I could say the same about you..." She said, raising an eyebrow at me.
"What do you mean?"
"You haven't taken your eyes off me ever since I've stripped."
I quickly looked down at the floor, realizing she was right. But, who cares. I kidnapped her didn't I? I can do whatever the **** I want. I walked over to her, taking her face into one of my hands and made her look me in the eyes.
"I can do whatever the **** I want. I kidnapped you, don't forget that."
She pulled her face away, reaching up and rubbing her cheek.
"Get in the shower."
She looked over at me before walking over to it and getting in. I got in right after her and shut the door behind me. She made her way to the other side, keeping her back to me. I sighed and reached over, turning her around.
"I told you, I'm not going to do anything to you..."
"I know..." I could barely hear her over the water running but I did.
"Look, what's wrong?"
I slipped a finger under her chin, tilting her head up to make her look at me.
"Nothing..."
"I know something's bugging you so just tell me."
She gave me one weak smile before sighing.
"Really, just forget about it."
I sighed, finally giving up because I know she won't tell me. I take a step back, getting under the water and letting it rinse over my body. I grabbed my soap and put some in my hand before washing myself off. When I started to wash off my penis, I looked over to find Parris staring at me. I smiled, an idea coming to me.
"Would you come over here real quick?"
She hesitantly made her way over, standing in front of me. "Yes?"
"Could you help me wash off?"
"Exactly how am I supposed to do that?"
I took her hand and brought it over to my member. She took a deep breathe in, feeling myself get hard in her hand.
"You should be happy, knowing I'm getting hard for you."
I wrapped her hand around my shaft then slowly brought her hand down my length.

Parris' POV:
He brought my hand to his penis and wrapped my hand around it.
"You should be happy, knowing I'm getting hard for you."
He slowly brought my hand down his length and I have to say, it felt kinda good. It made me horny, in a way. He moved my hand for a while, then pulled his hand back, letting me take control. I brought my hand back up his length, going a little faster. He layed his head back, letting out a moan.
"Hmm, Parris. Your so good at this..."
"It doesn't take much to do this..." I said softly.
He looked down at me, then slowly leaned down. He wrapped a hand behind my neck, pulling me closer to him. I closed my eyes, feeling his warm breathe on my face, then his soft lips connected with mine. I was still holding onto his shaft and I began to jerk him off faster. He moaned into the kiss, then ran his tongue along my bottom lip, asking for permission. I didn't open my mouth, leaving him running his tongue over my lips. I felt his hands creap down my back to my ass. He pulled me closer to him, leaving just enough room for me to continue to jack him off. Then, he softly squeezed my ass. I gasped, giving him just enough time for his tongue to enter my mouth. I moaned into the kiss, finally giving in. Our tongues were fighting for control. Eventually, I gave in again and let him take control. His tongue explored my mouth while his hands grabbed mine and brought them to his shoulders. I wrapped my arms aroun his neck while his hands went back to my waist, lifting me up off the floor, causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. I could feel his member rubbing against my clit and moaned in pleasure.
"Like that baby?"
He asked, breaking the kiss and moving down to my neck to suck on my soft spot.
"Uhhh, Justin!"
"Yea, that's right baby. Moan my name."
"Justin!"
Then I felt his head at my entrance, this catching me off guard. I gasped, looking down to find his penis right infront of my entrance. I quickly let go of him and fell to the floor. I hit my head first, everything going black around me.

Justin's POV:
Parris was moaning my name, making me harder, if that was even possible. I just couldn't help it. I positioned myself at her entrance. She gasped, letting go of me and fell back. I watched as her head hit the tub spout. She layed there, motionless. I quickly shut the water off, not caring if I still had soap on me, and picked her up. I wrapped a towl around her delicate body and layed her down on the bed. I threw on a pair of my black skinny jeans and red v-neck then grabbed my red supras, thowing them on too. I picked Parris back up and carried her back downstairs. Mark and Luke were playing on the XBox when they heard me coming down the stairs.
"Get some McCann" Mark said not bothering to turn around.
"Yea. We could hear her moaning from all the way down here." Luke joined in. He was smiling when he turned around till he noticed Parris unconscious in my arms. "Dude, what-the-**** happened? Did you **** her that hard?"
"I didn't even **** her."
"That's bull****. We could hear her from all the way down here." Mark said, pausing the game to look at me.
"I don't have time to explain right now. I gotta get her to the hospital."
"I'll come with you." Mark and Luke said together.
I walked out to the garage with Luke and Mark on my heels. I grabbed the keys to my SSC Ultimate Aero and put Parris in the passenger seat, buckling her in. Mike and Luke jumped into another car while I ran around the front of mine and got in. I turned the car on, revving the engine, then sped out of the garage. The hospital, in normal cars, is about an hour long drive away, but me and the boys got there in 10 minutes flat. I didn't bother parking the car. I pulled up to the entrance, parked it there, and shut it off. Getting out of the car, I ran around the front to Parris's side and opened the door. I picked her up bridal style, carrying her in the hospital. I walked up to a lady at the desk, skipping everyone else waiting in line.
"She needs to be checked out right now."
"What seems to be the problem?"
"She was in the shower when she fell and hit her head on the tub spout."
"Did anything else happen?"
"No. Why?"
"I just have to ask that question. Follow me."
She led me over to a gurney, motioning for me to lay Parris on it. I did as I was told, carefully laying her back, then followed the nurse as she rushed her to a room. As we went, more people joined her and she started to tell them what to write down and what they were to do.
"One of you take him back to the waiting room."
As she was speaking, Parris started to convulse.
"****, she's seizing. You two, wheel her to the room while I'll go get Doctor Payne."
One of them grabbed my arm and led me away to the waiting room. They turned to leave but I grabbed their arm and turned them around.
"Is she going to be OK? I mean, it's not like she was shot or anything, she just hit her head."
"It all depends on how hard she hit her head."
I thought back to when she fell. I did hear her head smack the ground.
"Umm, when will I be able to visit her?"
"When we're done testing her."
"How long with that be?"
"Two hours tops."
With that, they turned and went back the way they came. I sat down in one of the chairs, resting my head in my hands. Damn-it! I screwed up big time. I finally find someone who looks just like Parris, my Parris, and I go off and **** things up! How dumb can I get? I just got so caught up in the moment. I really thought she'd want it. Then I went and did it and she totally rejected me. I knew she didn't want it but I went and did it anyways. Now look at where she's at...
**2 hours later**
"Is there a Mr. June here?"
I stood up, walking over to the nurse. After the other guy had left earlier, another guy came to ask me questions. He asked me what my name was and what her name was. I told him my name was Blake June and her name was Angel Smith.
"Angel is doing great. They think she has a mild concusion but she should be fine."
"When can she go home?"
"As soon as she wakes up."
He led me to her room then left to go wherever. I walked over to the chair besides Parris's bed and grabbed her hand. It was freezing in mine. I ran a finger up her arm to her cheek. Her whole body was cold. Her eyes flickered open and she looked down at me.
"Hey..." she whispered.
"Hey... How you feeling?"
"Cold."
I moved the blanket's away and gently climbed in next to her. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her into me. She placed her hands gently on my chest and layed her head on my chest as well.
"Listen, about earlier. I didn't mean to. I just got so caught up in the moment... I didn't mean to take it that far. I..."
"It's fine. Really. I kinda over reacted about it."
"No, you had all the right to react like that. You had told me that you didn't want to do anything then I went and tried to make you do something you didn't want to do."
"Your fine... Really... Can we just pretend like nothing happened?"
"Well... I'll pretend that nothing happened after you fell and hit your head... Everything before that I quite enjoyed..." I said smirking.
"Your smirking aren't you?"
"You know it princess."
We layed there in each others arms till the doctor came in.
"I see your awake Ms. Smith."
Parris looked up at me, raising an eyebrow, then looked over at the doctor.
"Yep. Can I go home now?"
"Yes. I just wanted to let you know that you need to come back if you have any headaches or any other pains."
"I will."
He nodded then left the room.
"You ready to go princess?"
"Deffinetly. Did you by chance bring any clothes for me to wear?"
"I'm sorry.. I didn't... It don't matter though. You have a cute ass."
"Yea, you should know."
"I do know. I have seen you naked."
"I've seen you naked too."
We both laughed then I got up, helping her up as well.
"You feel up to walking?"
She took a step then shook her head. I picked her up bridal style, making sure her ass was covered, then walked out of the room. I checked her out then walked out to my car. It was still parked out front. I opened Parris side then sat her down, buckling her in. While I was buckling her in, my hand touched her stomach and I felt her skin tingle under my touch. I shut her door, going around the front of the car and getting in. I turned it on then started to drive home.
"Is this a SSC Ultimate Aero?"
"Yep. You like?"
"Deffinetly."
"You sure do know your cars."
"LIke I've said before, I'm not like normal girls."
No, your deffinetly not normal.