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britishboystm · 4 years ago

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American Girl Pt. 2 (18+)

Warnings: Smut, Drug Use, Alchol, Violence, Swearing

A/N: I know it’s sort of weird that I do it from Matthews pov but I wanted to stay true to the book and see how it turned out. Might be really weird but idk I like it.

Part 1

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I didn’t really have plans for the day. Last night had sort of put me off of the boys so I decided it was better to be alone. No distractions, just my own thoughts to carry me through the morning, afternoon and night. I didn’t mind really, just had to figure out where the day would take me.

After I had eaten as well as ignored my parents and their cries of worry for my future, I packed up a couple beers and a baggy of hash to keep me afloat.

A true survival kit.

Once I had left and was on my way, I found myself getting on the DART to uptown. I don’t know what I was looking for but I went anyway.

The sidewalks seemed just a tad more clean and the streets were peaceful. These were things I hadn’t noticed the first time around. All thanks to Kearney.

I was in my own head for a while but my body stopped me. I look up to see the oh so familiar house. This time I was able to properly look at the detailing. The house itself was a nice light blue with white trimming and a big open lawn out front. Sure beat my boring, brown square of a place.

I stood for a while just looking, as though I was expecting something exciting to happen. I stood a little longer and then the door flew open and a group of girls came pouring out laughing about something. Then almost like the parting seas, she came out at the very end, half listening to the story being told by one of the blondes of the group and closes the door behind her. She seemed slightly out of it. It was obvious she didn’t really care for the conversation. Her eyes scan her front yard before they land on me. I stayed glued where I was standing. I had no desire to move.

“Give me a second guys.” She calls out to her friends who were already heading to the car. They all stopped talking and looked at her then me. Some of them gave looks of disapproval and some smirked. They all knew my friend group's reputation. We didn’t mix well with them really.

She runs down the steps and I can’t help but see her move in slow motion, almost like a cliche romance movie.

“Aren’t you one of the ass hats that were yelling out front yesterday?” I snap out of it and look down at my shoes in embarrassment.

“Well to be fair I wasn’t the one doing the yelling.”

“Right.”

“Um I was actually just walking around and I happened to walk by your house. You went to my school right?”

“Possibly.” She was playing with me, a smirk on her face.

“So what’s your name.” I had to know her name.

“Y/N. You?” I thought for a moment. Saying her name over and over again in my head.

“Matthew.” I awkwardly put my hand out to shake hers.

“Nice to meet you Matthew.” I just continue to shake her hand before she giggles and retracts from the awkward action.

“Um I have to go but I’m throwing a school end party tonight. You and your friends should come. I’m counting on you to keep the raughty one in check though.” She laughs.

“Sure I’ll run it by them.” Lies. I wasn’t going to say jack shit. Keanrey has been pissing me off lately and Rez was also in a weird mood the day before.

“Cool. I’ll see you tonight then?” She seemed genuinely happy that I was going to show up. At least I hope that was the reason for the big smile on her face.

“Yeah see you later.” She nods and walks off to meet up with her friends. With one glance back at me she got into the passenger seat of the car and drove off to god knows where.

It was going to be my mission to talk to her tonight.

“Ass hat?” I mouthed to myself. I had never heard that one before.

———

I decided to head home for a while to get ready. I wasn’t one to care about the way I look and I didn’t usually try this hard for any girl. But there was just something different about Y/N. She weirdly enough made me want to look somewhat presentable. So after an hour of looking for what to wear I just decided on a semi clean t shirt and jeans, also putting on my most well kept shoes.

I stashed away any type of pill I could find laying around my room, hash and a bottle of vodka.

Keanrey had asked me to hang out earlier but I said no. I also didn’t tell him where I was going. I’m sure he knew about the party but we always crashed parties together so if I wasn’t around he wouldn’t bother trying.

Nerves were settling in as I took a couple shots outside my house door. I needed to loosen up.

The ride over was not too bad, the vodka was taking its course and I felt a little more at ease compared to when I left the house. But once I got off and started to walk up to the house, the stress set in again. I could hear edm pounding and flashing lights started to come into view.

As I fully approached the house I noticed that this was nothing I had ever imagined. It looked like it came straight out of a Hollywood movie. Y/N clearly knew how to throw a party

I take a deep breath and make my way inside, tons of people I knew from school stopped to give me nasty looks.

I then saw my cousin who was talking with a couple friends. We weren’t super close but she was at least someone I knew.

“Sarah!” I call out. She turns from her friends and notices me. She gives a small smile before excusing herself.

“Matthew. Just got here and already look like shit. What’s new?” I roll my eyes.

“I’ll have you know I actually tried to look presentable tonight. I’m here for Y/N.”

“Aw how cute. I actually haven’t seen her around so I don’t know where she could be.”

“Hey!” We both look over to see an angry looking dude storming over towards us. I frown before he pushes Sarah out of the way and stares me down.

“Making moves on my woman?” He was fuming, nostrils flared. I definitely didn’t want to mess with him.

“Huh?” I was still slightly drunk so I was confused as well as scared shiftless.

“Trying to fuck my girl mate?” I couldn’t even speak a word before he raises a fist and whaps me straight in the nose. I fall back onto the floor and grab my nose in pain.

“Conor what the fuck that’s my fucking cousin.” His eyes go wide.

“Oh, I’m sorry Sarah I didn’t me-“

“You always do this.” She yells at him before quickly bending down.

“Matthew are you okay?” I’m still seeing two.

Then an angel stood above me as well. A look of worry on her face as she leans forward to inspect me closer.

“I’ll deal with it Sarah, go manage your mammoth of a boyfriend.” She nods then looks down again.

“Sorry Matthew.” Her voice held a sense of shame. Then she walks off, leaving me and the angel.

“Matthew? Can you hear me?”

“Uh huh.” I respond.

“Jesus your nose is bleeding. Let’s go upstairs okay?” She lifts up my dead body weight and with the help of another party goer gets me into her bedroom. She got me onto the bed and I couldn’t help what I said next.

“If you wanted to get me into bed you could have just asked.” She scoffs and rolls her eyes.

———

“You’re a real dumb ass, you know that?” She slightly snickered as she dabbed the cold wet cloth against my bleeding nostril. I took this opportunity to stare at her.

“What?” She giggles.

“Nothing. You’re just really pretty is all.” Hopefully my tipsy Irish charm would do the trick. After all, she was the only reason I showed up to this party in the first place.

She blushes slightly, before removing the cloth and tossing it into an empty corner of her room.

“Alright mister I think you need some rest. You can sleep in here tonight, get that head cleared up.” She ruffles my hair before lightly pushing me down onto the mattress and then getting up to leave.

“Wait where are you going?” I pouted slightly, hoping she would take pity on me. I probably looked like an absolute arse but I didn’t care.

“I’m going back downstairs. Can’t leave my guests without a host, now can I?”

“Just a little longer, I have a blunt we can share.” I pull the rolled paper out of my pocket, using it as a last resort for her to stay.

“As tempting as that sounds, I don’t drink or smoke.” I racked my brain a bit more to try and figure out a way to stay. It didn’t make sense that she would throw a party with everything she just said she didn’t partake in. I didn’t question it though.

“Don’t leave me.” I was fully desperate at this point. I would kill just to talk to her. Once I said those words, I noticed a change in her demeanor.

“Fine, I can’t stay too long though.” She absently mindfully crawled onto the bed to sit beside me, my fucked up brain sexualizing the act.

She then looked down at the blunt signaling for me to spark it up.

“Aren’t you going to light it?” She asked, shifting her gaze between my eyes and the blunt.

“I thought you didn’t smoke.”

“I don’t.” She gave me a light smile but all I could do was stare. There was a weird vibe about her. Not a bad vibe, far from it actually. I’d like to believe that it was purely because she had a different cultural outlook. She didn’t grow up in a two story home with two Irish catholic parents. Where everything was black or white. There was some grey in her, a mysterious side. A freedom in her eyes that made my chest tighten.

“Right.” I shake my thoughts away and pull out a lighter.

“Wait a sec.” She quickly stops me and rolls over my lap to go open a window. Once again, her actions had me straining against my relaxed fitted jeans.

“Don’t want it wafting for the next week.” I nod and go back lighting it up. I inhale and let out a big puff, secretly hoping that she would find it attractive. She wasn’t even looking though. She had moved to her stereo to turn on The Smiths.

“Alright then, pass it.” She gently takes it from my finger and places it between her lips. It seemed as though she had a similar technique as me, trying to look all sexy while she blew it back out.

It worked.

As much as she would like people to believe she wasn’t a smoker, this clearly wasn’t the first time she had done it. My previous perception of a goody two shoes, honours list, daddy’s little girl mentality fizzled away.

“What?” I hadn’t realized I was staring again.

“Are you sure you’ve never smoked before?” She shrugs and leans against the headboard, our shoulder touching and our legs stretched out and crossed in front of us.

We sat there for a good ten minutes talking about everything and nothing. We talked about how she had a Irish father who moved to America and met her mom there. They got married and stayed in America, then when her father got a job offer here in Dublin a couple years back so they moved.

“So your half Irish, what’s the other half?” She giggles at me. I didn’t think it was that funny. Maybe it was the hash starting to set in.

“American you idiot.”

“No, no I know but, what’s your family background.”

“Well I’m technically Italian American on my moms side. The whole big family situation with a nonna and nonno. Hundred and hundreds of cousins, aunts and uncles. It’s pretty crazy so being here in Dublin is really different.”

I laughed slightly resting my head on her wall. The nice buzz taking over my system.

“I wish I was close with my grandparents or even my parents.”

She nods and turns her head to look at me.

“I guess it’s nice.” There was silence as I caught her gaze. We were both stoned and sleepy and there was very little judgment with the staring, now that we were all happy and light.

I took a bullet and grabbed her face, bringing her in for a deep kiss. She quickly put her hands over mine, clearly thinking the same thing. My shoulders relaxed, no longer having to worry about what she thought of me. It was obvious now.

“I’ve been wanting to do that since the first time I saw you.” I panted as I laid my forehead on hers. She bit her lip and closed the space between us once more.

Her lips were so soft that I couldn’t help but push my mouth harder onto hers, it just felt that good. Finally being able to physically hold and touch her was like a dream.

It was as though she read my mind because she pulls off her tank top and grabs my arms so I end up on top of her.

We continue to kiss and I put one hand beside her head, the other holding her jaw. She notices my growing bulge sitting against her stomach and she sits up on to her elbows.

“I barely know you.” She says. Her words said one thing but her face and rising chest said another. She looked like a goddess with her light pink lipstick smeared on her lips and lower face, her eyes slightly red from us smoking. If I died with this being my last image I would be a happy man.

“Fuck it.” She mutters quickly before her lips smash against mine again and she pulls off my t-shirt. It’s all teeth and wet lips. Moans emit from both of us and I finally take my pants off leaving me in nothing but my boxers.

“You’re really gorgeous.” I say as I lace my fingers with hers and placing her arms above her head.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.” She smirks.

I smile back and quickly lean down to kiss her.

“What other girls?” I smirk and she lets out a sarcastic chuckle at my cheekiness.

“I need to warn you though. I’ve never done anything like this before.” I sit up and place and place a hand on her shoulder in a comforting way, to tell her she was safe with me.

“Do you want to have sex with me?” I didn’t beat around the bush. The last thing I wanted was to make her uncomfortable. I’ve seen Keanrey enough times to know how to properly treat a girl.

“Matthew, I can safely say that I find you very attractive and I infact want to have sex with you.” We both couldn’t keep a straight face in our hazing state, letting out laughs at our overly formal way of speaking.

“Ok then.” I smirk before I lean in.

“Wait.” She pushes my lips away with her finger and begins to go under the sheets. She scrambles around down there, probably removing her the rest of her clothes.

Out of nowhere I feel her lips circle around my length and I lurch forward a bit, a loud groan of surprise leaving my lips.

“Holy shit.” I sputter out and my eyes go wide, my voice going an octave higher than normal. She keeps moving up and down my length, each vein being tended to by her tongue. I lay my head back onto her pillow which smelled of fresh lavender.

I grip the sheets and I couldn’t help but think about the night before. This was all that I envisioned, just a billion times better.

“Y/N?” I weakly ask through my moans.

“Mhmh?” She responds, my dick still in her mouth.

“Your mouth feels amazing.” She lets go with a pop and lifts the sheets with a wide prideful smile.

“I know.” I sit up and grab her face, crashing her lips on mine.

“You're so hot.” I say as she bites her lip.

“Yeah?” She asks, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

“Uh huh.” I nod and lean in for one more kiss.

“I really just want to fuck you right now.” I say with heaving breathing.

“What are you waiting for?” She jokes and I smile in return before shifting so she is under me. This way I could finally see her breasts which makes my member stir again.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” I say before leaning in to take a nipple into my mouth, sucking softly,

“Oh Matthew.” Listening to her moan out my name causes my stomach to flip and I can’t help but grab my shaft and lean it against her drenched centre.

“Can I?” I had lifted myself slightly so I could see her face again.

“Always.” She whispers and with that I slowly enter her. She was so tight to the point that I felt like crying from the pleasure.

“Oh my god. I’m not going to last long.” I sputter out.

“Me neither. Now fucking move.” Listening to her be so demanding gets me thrusting in and out of her. Her soft little mewls and encouragements make me speed up and she digs her nails into my back as I continue my movements. Without any warning she spreads her legs more and hooks them around my torso, using her heels to push me in deeper. We both moan out with the new angel I was driving at. I sped up to the point that the only sounds we could hear was skin against skin and my grunts and her moans. I place a searing kiss onto her jaw and she grips onto me tighter.

“Cum.” I whisper as I start to circle her clit quickly. Her legs then begin to shake and her eyes roll back. Her back arches off of the bed. Her face contorted in pleasure which made me reach orgasm as well and we both rode them out until there was nothing left to give.

I slump down beside her and she cuddles into my chest.

“I should check on everyone.” She mutters and I groan, not ready for her body heat to disappear.

She slips out of bed and walks over to grab her clothes. She bends over and I get a perfect view of her ass. Now I had the biggest pleasure of knowing what it looked like under those jeans of hers. I bite my lip and smirk. She quickly turns her head around and smirks back.

What?” She asks.

“You can’t do that and expect me to be done with you.” I jump up and hook an arm around her waist pulling her back into bed. She lets out a screech and giggle as I pull her on top of me.

We were far from done.

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