Just What I Needed

Chapter 2

Lola.

"We weren't compatible. Didn't really have much in common." I shrug. "That's probably why."

"You really think so?" His brows knit together. "Because it really looked like to me, that he wanted you back. I think he even misses you."

"Highly doubt that. He's here with Emily."

"Are you really that stupid? Dense even?"

"Hey!" I push hard against his shoulder. "Don't be rude or I'm breaking up with you."

"No, why would you want to do that? We just started dating, about," He looked at the watch on his wrist. Is that a Rolex? "Three hours ago. We can't end it now. We have something people search their entire life looking for." He laughs at the last few words. "Think about our kids."

"Our kids will be just fine." I played along. "You didn't sign a prenup. So we'll be alright."

"Don't think about the physical things, but what about the emotional aspect of it all? They'll be sad seeing their parents separated. They will be so heart broken. No, screw them. Think about me. I will die if I don't have you. You know people die of broken heart."

"I'm sure you'll do just fine." I give him a knowing look. I'd seen the girls all over him downstairs. "So tell me why am I stupid and dense even?"

"Alright all jokes aside, he probably only slept with her because you weren't giving him something, and she was easy enough to do just that." He unapologetically says.

"And don't go into the- I'm offended- bullshit with me about saying girls aren't easy. I've heard the lectures and bullshit. I'm not saying all girls are easy, but I'm saying when they are, it's easier for a guy to get what he wants. Even if it's making someone believe they want them only for their own benefit. Emily was just dumb as f**k to believe his pathetic cheap of a lie. And if he brought her here it was only to make you jealous or something. Or he really needs a f**k and she's there, willing, and desperate." He unapologetically and bluntly says.

I'm not sure if I should be offended or not really. There was no lie behind his words except for complete and utter honesty. It's weird that I'm actually having this conversation with a complete stranger, and most of all a guy, of all things.

He should be downstairs at his own birthday party, instead he's up here with me trying to figure out why my ex-boyfriend cheated on me. It's not something I wanted to think about at all, but it suddenly hits me like a mack truck.

"I wouldn't-" I swallow feeling disgusted with the thought. "I wouldn't go down on him." I lay back on my back and stare back at the dark sky.

"You've got to be kidding me? All because you wouldn't give him head? Wait, did you at least try it though, or are you really opposed to it?"

I let out a sigh. "I'm not opposed to trying anything." I admit not being able to look at him. "I just couldn't bring myself to do it." It's not something had told anyone, but it's something didn't want anyone to know."

"You can tell me." There's softness behind those few words, and maybe I'm being naive, but also understanding with no judgment. "We're strangers. All I know is that we share the same birthday, and your name is Lola, and you became my girlfriend three hours ago. Whatever you tell me will stay here and get lost in the ocean."

"So poetic." I joke but can't help but contemplate it.

Am I really going to tell a stranger something personal? I guess I am.

"I can't believe I'm telling you this, but Matt is the person I lost my virginity to, and the only person I've ever been with."

"What? Really? I would have never guessed." TJ feigns shock in his voice.

"Don't be an asshole," I glared at him and sat up. "You know what, this was stupid."

"Hey I'm sorry," He wraps a hand around my wrist, but lets it go as if he was reading my thoughts on what Matt did a while ago. "Sorry about that. I'm sorry I'm an asshole, I'm not very good at being comforting and stuff."

"It's okay." I let out a sigh. I debate on continuing this conversation, and I should probably just walk away, but instead I lay back down and continue.

"I wasn't really ever ready to do it with him. I just- I guess I did it because we had been dating for a year, and he just kept asking about it and being persistent so we did. And we did it again and again, but it just never felt right. I don't know," I shrug. "I was just trying to please him and make him happy, but I guess that wasn't enough because he wanted more..."

"Like you going down on him." He says aloud what I can't say.

"Yeah," I nod. "It's not that I didn't want to. I would have if he didn't make me feel uncomfortable about it." I twist my lips to the side, feeling my chest feel tight.

"He was aggressive, and he wanted things to go too fast. Then he wanted pictures because that's what all girlfriends did." I rolled my eyes remembering the argument we got into because of it. "I would have if I would have known I could have trusted him. How sad is it that I couldn't send my boyfriend nudes because I didn't know if he was going to show it off to his friends."

TJ stayed silent for what felt like forever until he finally spoke up. "So why did you stay?"

"Because thought he'd change. I thought my feelings for him would grow. Because everyone thought we were perfect together, and my parents were obsessed with him, and made it a point that I'd never find anyone as good as he. His father is the pastor of our church, so if I broke up with him... I don't know I guess I was worried about disappointing people."

"Your parents sound like shitty people." He didn't bother to hide the displeasure in his voice.

I'd been waiting for a no offense, but I'm starting to see that TJ doesn't apologize for how he feels about something, and will tell you straight off the bat.

"Yeah I guess they are." Thinking back at it, my parents haven't been the best. So I couldn't really defend something that was the truth, but they were still my parents.

"But Matt never forced you or-"

"No," I quickly shook my head. "He'd get pissed off, and when we'd do it he'd get a little aggressive, but never forced me. I guess that's why he went after Emily."

"Right." Was all he said before he became completely silent again, and this time it wasn't comfortable, but it wasn't awkward it was just silent.

The silence doesn't last long because TJ speaks up asking a question I was sure if I had heard or imagined. "How'd you like to have a boyfriend for the week? Show you what an actual boyfriend is supposed to be like." He stands and extends his hand for me to take, a sweet and friendly smile gracing his face.

Is he actually suggesting what I think he's suggesting? I take his hand and he swiftly pulls me up. "And why would you want to do that? We don't know each other. Don't you want to enjoy the wonders of senior week, and the girls it has to offer?" I c**k a brow.

"It's offering me, you. When life gives you lemons you take them, and you squeeze them good, and you don't waste a single drop." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively as he licks his lips. "I'm going to assume this is God's doing as a birthday present, and I think it's a damn good one. Best birthday present I've ever gotten, and I've gotten some pretty good ones."

I've drunk way too much tonight because I, Louise Larson, would never open up to a stranger, especially a hot guy about my terrible s*x life and shitty parents and ex-best friend.

Maybe I got alcohol poisoning, and God is letting me experience all of this before he takes me.

"Lola?" TJ waves his hand in front of my face. So I'm not dying from alcohol poisoning.

I'm not really sure why but I begin to laugh. "I just don't understand why you would want to do this for me? I'm not going to sleep with you. If that's what you're looking for."

"I'm not asking you to sleep with me. If I wanted to sleep with you I would have already asked you. Actually wouldn't of had to ask, we would have been on my bed right now f*****g like rabbits." He winks.

I scrunch my nose at his crudeness but he just laughs.

"So what do you say?"

I weigh down the options and think about the pros and cons, and f**k it I'm drunk by tomorrow we'll never see each other again. "I guess I'll take you up on that offer, but if you suck I'm taking all your money and kids and the dog."

"And the dog too?" He asks with disbelief in his voice.

"And the dog." I nod with a small smile.

"Damn you're ruthless." He grins.

"Just don't f**k it up." I wink at him. "So what now?"

"Now we make a list." He says walking back into the bedroom. "What are the kinds of things you'd like from a boyfriend? Or more like what did the asshole never do that you wanted to do? I want to make this experience for you unforgettable, and when I tell you I'll be hard to forget I really mean, I'll be hard to forget none of your other boyfriends will ever compare."

"Wow someone's cocky."

"No babe, confident." He smirks.

I guess that was a good thing. He seems like a guy who knows exactly what he wants and how to get it. And I can't say his confidence doesn't turn me on- I'm so drunk.

"Alright so I'll write it in my notes and we can just-"

"f**k the phone notes. Wait a minute, I think I have something in here." He heads to the nightstand next to the bed and pulls the drawers and begins to search through them. "I found it."

TJ closes the drawers and sits on the bed holding a notepad and pen in his hand.

"Everything on pen and paper is much more romantic." He winks and pats the empty spot next to him.

I walk over towards the bed and sit next to him. I leave a bit of distance in between us, but he's not having it. He scoots as close as humanly possible to me, our thighs touching.

"May I?" He asks. I'm unsure of what he's asking until I see his arm hovering at my waist.

"Ah you learn fast." I can't help the smile growing on my face.

I lean into him as his arms wrap around me, holding firmly onto my waist.

"I'm a very fast learner." He smiles coyly.

He hands me the note and pen while he wraps the other around me so that he is now hugging me. I tilt my head up to find him already looking down at me. "Would it really be a relationship if we weren't clingy?"

"I wouldn't know, Matt really wasn't clingy or extremely affectionate unless it was before sex." I sighed. How did I stay with him so long?

"f*****g asshole." He mutters. "Good thing you have me now, for a whole week. Do with me as you please." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

"I think I will." I grin.

I sit up slightly and move towards his laps. Sober Lola wouldn't do that, but I'm tipsy and can't pass up on this. I make myself comfortable on his laps resting my back against his chest.

"Is this okay?" I never really sat on Matt's lap. It was rare, but I only would when he wanted to make a good show to his friends. TJ's right, f*****g asshole

"Yeah," he clears his throat. "This is okay."

I focus my attention on the notepad and pen, but it's sorta hard with the warmth radiating of his body and his scent to die for.

"Money is no issue." He says.

I realized hadn't written anything down, and start to write the first things that pop into my head, and really what I wanted to do since had been with Matt that we never did. There really wasn't anything to think about because these would always be my first choices.

"Okay I'm done." I look at the paper one last time and hand it to him.

He takes one hand off my waist, but still keeps the other wrapped around me.

"I decided to write one thing I'd like to do for the rest of the three days I'm here."

"Let's see what we're working with." He stays silent as he looks over it. "Lola, my beautiful redhead girlfriend, I said money is no issue."

"You see, I'm a simple girl. I don't ask for much." I shrug.

"I told you money was no issue." He scans over the small list again. "You want to go roller skating? And an art museum? We're in Miami there's so many f*****g things to do. And what do you mean by surprise?"

"I love roller skating. It's something I've always wanted to do with Matt, but he said it was lame and boring. And I love art. Every single thing about it. Matt also didn't care too much about it." I sigh disappointedly.

Realization hits harder when it's spoken out loud, and realization just keeps hitting me harder and harder.

"When first started dating Matt he'd surprise me here and there, but then he stopped. That's up for you to decide what you'd like to do. Even though you said money is no issue, I don't think it's about how expensive or grandeur something is. It's about spending the time with someone you care about, and making the best of it. Because at the end of the day you won't really remember every single detail about the moment, but the person you spent it with, and how you felt when you're with that person. And I think that's what really matters."

"How the f**k did he f**k up so bad?" TJ mumbled, but I don't think he's talking to me so I don't answer.

"Well alright then. I'll see what I can do." He scans the list once again before he sets the notepad and pen on the bed just as I feel my phone vibrate.

"s**t I have to go." I tried to stand from his laps, but his hold was firm on my waist.

Realizing this he let go. "Already missing me?" I tease raising a brow.

"We're on that honeymoon phase baby, of course I'm missing you." He winks and grins.

It's cheesy but I can't help the smile on my face.

"I'll see you later boyfriend."

"I'll see you later girlfriend." He smirked.

I stood up but before I made my way out of the room I turned around, and bent down so my face was close to his.

His brows knit together as he watched me, but didn't say anything. Before I could change my mind, and walk away I pressed my lips to his.

Every thought had evaporated as I felt how soft and warm they were. My mind began to become clouded with the thought of his lips everywhere, but my own.

I pulled away blinking a few times, I swallowed and stood up straight.

"That was for your good deed of the year. Happy birthday TJ." I said and turned around and made my way downstairs.

What a great start to senior week.