Missed Call
Copyright© 2008 by Ella Robbins
Chapter 9
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Lauren's world comes crashing down when Natalie tries to come between her and Luke. As the missed calls, text messages and voicemails pile up, can she forgive him?
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Romantic
i said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
All of us girls piled into her queen size bed. It was three in the morning, and we were all exhausted. The night had been great. Pretty much. Nick and I had hooked up a bit more, which was always exciting. We had swapped numbers, and he had promised to call me the next day. I had managed to avoid Luke most of the night, except for when I got stuck between him and Paul in the line for the diving board. He had tried to get me to talk, but I tried to ignore him, and instead asked Paul how he was enjoying the party. And then again ... between him and Rachel ... for the photographs. We whipped out our cameras, and started taking pictures. And I was caught between them. Of course, Rachel insisted that we all throw our arms around each other, and that was even more awkward, to feel his arm around my waist once again.
Sure, we went through the "all girls" picture, and Luke stared at me during the whole thing. It was really weird. After the last group picture, he kept telling me that he wanted to talk.
Talk to my ass.
So yeah, that's how my night went.
"So Lauren ... will you tell me what's up with you and that Nick guy?" Hillary asked, coming into her room from the bathroom. She dried off her face, and rested the towel on top of her bag.
We laughed. "We hooked up."
They all squealed, "And ... how was he?" Claudia gave a fake enthusiastic bounce on the bed.
"Pretty good actually ... he doesn't drink so he wasn't sloppy."
That was a problem we had started to run into as we all grew older, and people started drinking and what not. The guys started getting sloppy. All of their boyfriends got sloppy when they were drunk, but at the same time ... so did they. They all made good sloppy drunk couples. Haha, I know I sound like a bitter bitch, but I was just in a weird mood.
I knew that they all thought I was just on the rebound, and sure ... I'll have to admit that I was. But even if Luke and I had not just ended, I would have still hooked up with him ... this guy was hot!
"Luke kept saying he wanted to talk," I said, staring down at her comforter.
"Really?" Amanda looked up. She was reading a forward online. "And..."
"And what?"
"Did you?"
"What on earth would we talk about?"
"Um ... try what happened on the last day of school," Hillary laughed.
"I don't want to talk about that," I was already uncomfortable just talking about it with my girlfriends, much less with him.
Rachel tried to stop the conversation, "I totally understand. There's no other way to interpret what he did. He got head from that Natalie whore. What more is there to talk about?"
They all nodded, they had to take my side, they were my best friends.
"Hey Lauren..." Amanda looked up from the computer a few minutes later.
"What?" I dried my face, and got my pajamas out of my bag.
"Luke just IMed me, he's wondering if you're here, and if we're all sleeping over."
"Um, stalker."
We all knew I was just trying to cover up the fact that I really did care.
"What should I say?"
Claudia jumped in, "Tell him yes, we're all having a Luke-bashing party, and he's not invited."
We laughed, "Okay."
A couple minutes later, we had a response. "Will you tell Lauren I need to talk to her?"
"Lauren, he needs to talk to you," Amanda repeated, laughing as she said it for the second time in a pretending-to-be-serious tone.
"Thanks for the news."
Amanda typed. "She says thanks for the news."
"No, seriously, tell her to call me or get online or something."
We decided it was time to sign off.
Without saying goodbye.
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