You Got Me by Mercy Amare

pants.” I smiled at the thought of seeing her in my clothes. If she didn't say yes, I would throw her over my shoulder.
    “ Ok.” She agreed.
    I held Roxy's hand as we walked up the stairs to my floor. I've gotten used to her hand being there, and I liked it there. It felt like it is where it belonged.
    I felt kind of nervous as we got close to my door. I've never had a girl stay the night with me. Sure, I've had sex, but it was always just a hook up. I've dated lots of girls, but I've never been in a relationship... Before I started college, I was quite the player.
    After my dad died, I started drinking, having sex with as many girls as I could, and partying. I even smoked some weed, but thankfully didn't get into any hardcore drugs. I was sober during my football games, but that was it.
    My senior year, I was barely passing. I was about to get kicked off the football team because of my bad grades. My coach was telling me about the colleges that were looking at me. He really helped me get my act together. I got all my grades up to at least C's in every class, and I stopped partying. Once I got my scholarship, I knew what I had to do.
    I knew college was going to be a lot harder than high school. It was my opportunity to get out of Heart, Alabama. I was finally going to make something of myself. And that was why I was here. For me. For my family. And now, for Roxy, too.
    Suddenly, I wished that I was a virgin too. Roxy was the kind of girl who was worth waiting for.
    When we got to my room, I was thankful that Gary wasn't there.
    I walked over to my drawer to get her something to change into. I grabbed the shirt on top. It had my high school football team's logo. I also handed her a pair of black sweat pants. I tossed them to her, and she went into the bathroom to get changed.
     
    ROXY
    I put Aiden's shirt on. It was big, but it smelled like him. I immediately loved it, and decided I would probably never give it back. I put on his sweat pants. They were a medium, but a very big medium. I tied it tight to keep it from falling. I didn't look sexy, but I still liked it. It was Aiden's clothes. It made me feel very close to him.
    When I walked out of the bathroom, I felt very shy. Why did I agree to stay with him? Was I going to sleep in his bed with him? Or should I offer to sleep on the floor? I didn't have to think too long. Aiden scooted over on the tiny bed, making room for me, and patted the spot beside him.
    I snuggled up next to Aiden, putting my head in the crook of his arm. He kissed my forehead, and pulled me closer.
    “ I like you here.”
    “ Me too,” I agreed. I probably liked it there more than I should. As much as I tried to listen to what my therapist said, about me depending on him too much, I couldn't seem to make my heart listen. And, if I was being truthful, I was glad that my heart wasn't listening.
    I looked up at Aiden's lips again, and I felt my heart accelerate.
    “I told you to stop looking at me  lips like that,” he whispered. “I'm trying to be good, but it's very hard when you look like you want to devour my lips.”
    I licked my own lips, and then looked him in the eyes. “Maybe I don't want you to be good.”
    I was shocked at my own words, but they were only out of my mouth for a few seconds before his lips were on mine. His kiss was forceful, and hungry. I felt a zap from the top of my head all the way to my toes, and I met his lips with the same forceful response.
    He flipped me onto my back, and climbed on top of me, his lips not once leaving mine. I put my hands in his hair, and gently pulled it. His hands rested on my hips, never moving from that spot, and I felt frustrated.
    His lips left mine, and he began kissing me down my neck.
    “ Touch me.” I almost sounded like I was begging.
    I felt him freeze, and then he gently lifted off of me. “Roxy... Are you trying to kill me?”
    “What?” I asked.
    “ We can't.” His voice was tight as he spoke.
    I felt my heart drop,