"EVERYONE BUT ME" (Edited)
TITLE: "EVERYONE BUT ME"
AUTHOR: doppelgangerqaf
BETAED BY: buzziecat (Thank you for the suggestions on this one!!!!)
RATING: R; other warning--angst.
WORD COUNT: 292 words.
A/N: Ahm, this is not my first original fic. I've written a lot in my native tongue and also, I've written a short one which I've posted in my original fiction comm panitik_ni_dops; but still I'm nervous. This is actually kind of a practice piece... A part of something bigger I have been planning to take on but too chicken shit to really start with. But, I might be encouraged more. I have my motivation and I'm trying to hold on to it as tight as I possibly could. Thanks a bunch guys for all the posts on here. You guys are awesome!
**Thank you buzziecat for everything!
“Everyone But Me”
By Doppelganger
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"Al, what are you doing?" Al doesn't reply; instead she presses her soft body closer to mine.
The music from the loud speaker drowns the noise of the loud college students in my best friend--Christine's-- parents' house.
Despite the noise, the heat and the annoying drunks that surround Al and me, I hear my heart beat frantically. Al raises a hand. She brushes the side of my face. Her brown eyes watch me.
What is she doing? I ask myself. What is she doing to me?
Al's finger touches the skin on my neck. Slowly and with a lot of care, she traces a line from my neck down to my right breast. I feel my nipple instantly harden. My face flushes.
Al licks her lips. I see her move her head closing in on me. My lips part, waiting to be touched. To be claimed.
It seems like an eternity but finally I feel Al's lips on mine… I smell her sweet scent and taste her intoxicating mouth.
I close my eyes…
"Aubrey." Someone calls my name.
"Aubrey!" I'm startled. I open my eyes.
The cup of beer I am holding spills over the front of my shirt. The cold beverage freezes the fiery thoughts playing in my head but it's not able to put them out…
"Great," I mutter as I feel the liquid drip on my still burning skin.
"What are you doing?" It's Christine. "Come on, you're missing all the fun!" She says and motions me to follow her upstairs.
I don't say a word. Before I turn around, I secretly look Al's way-- sitting on her own --so beautiful-- watching everyone.
Everyone but me.
-FIN-
AUTHOR: doppelgangerqaf
BETAED BY: buzziecat (Thank you for the suggestions on this one!!!!)
RATING: R; other warning--angst.
WORD COUNT: 292 words.
A/N: Ahm, this is not my first original fic. I've written a lot in my native tongue and also, I've written a short one which I've posted in my original fiction comm panitik_ni_dops; but still I'm nervous. This is actually kind of a practice piece... A part of something bigger I have been planning to take on but too chicken shit to really start with. But, I might be encouraged more. I have my motivation and I'm trying to hold on to it as tight as I possibly could. Thanks a bunch guys for all the posts on here. You guys are awesome!
**Thank you buzziecat for everything!
“Everyone But Me”
By Doppelganger
**********
"Al, what are you doing?" Al doesn't reply; instead she presses her soft body closer to mine.
The music from the loud speaker drowns the noise of the loud college students in my best friend--Christine's-- parents' house.
Despite the noise, the heat and the annoying drunks that surround Al and me, I hear my heart beat frantically. Al raises a hand. She brushes the side of my face. Her brown eyes watch me.
What is she doing? I ask myself. What is she doing to me?
Al's finger touches the skin on my neck. Slowly and with a lot of care, she traces a line from my neck down to my right breast. I feel my nipple instantly harden. My face flushes.
Al licks her lips. I see her move her head closing in on me. My lips part, waiting to be touched. To be claimed.
It seems like an eternity but finally I feel Al's lips on mine… I smell her sweet scent and taste her intoxicating mouth.
I close my eyes…
"Aubrey." Someone calls my name.
"Aubrey!" I'm startled. I open my eyes.
The cup of beer I am holding spills over the front of my shirt. The cold beverage freezes the fiery thoughts playing in my head but it's not able to put them out…
"Great," I mutter as I feel the liquid drip on my still burning skin.
"What are you doing?" It's Christine. "Come on, you're missing all the fun!" She says and motions me to follow her upstairs.
I don't say a word. Before I turn around, I secretly look Al's way-- sitting on her own --so beautiful-- watching everyone.
Everyone but me.
-FIN-