It was about 11:30 on Monday night. Otto and Raymundo had to work tomorrow so they were already asleep. I know Otto working is hard to believe but he works with Ray when he really needs help. I on the other hand couldnt sleep. I was in Ocean Shores for almost 3 weeks and I still cant sleep in my bed. I was listening to music softly and I was on my lap top. I heard a gental tap. I looked at the CD player and pressed pause. There it was again. I looked over to the window and saw something hit it and fall. What the hell? I went over to the window and opened it. I saw Lars on my lawn smiling up at me. I stuck my head out the window and looked at him with a smirk.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"Yeah actually, have you seen this one amazing girl? I think she lives somewhere in your house." He said with a confident smirk.

"What do you want? Seriously." I asked.

"Can we chill?" He asked raising an eye brow at me.

"At 11:45 at night? Your out of your ever loving mind you know that?"

"Yes, but im really bored. Come on Reg, you know you want to." He smirked at me.

"How do you plan on getting in? My dad's crashed out on the couch." I said giving into him. I saw him look around. After a couple seconds he smiled at something and went over to the half pipe. Oh yeah, its right outside my window now. The guys must have moved it. I watched Lars get to the top that was about a foot away from my window. I opened it all the way and watched him grab the side of my window and put his foot on the window seal. He quickly got into the window and stood up in my room. He pulled me by the hips over to him and quickly kissed me. My arms snaked over his shoulders and wrapped around his neck pulling him as close as possible. He pulled away when the kiss just started to get good. I pouted at him and he smirked. He looked me up and down.

"Nice outfit babe." He said. I looked down. I had on a sports bra and superman pj bottoms on. I crossed my arms over my chest. He pulls me closer so theres almost no space between the two of us.

"You like it, I thought it was nice." I said with scarcasm. He kissed my cheek and let me go. I closed the window behind him and moved over to my bed. He followed me and sat down first. "So what do you want to do?"

"I dont know, I was just bored of hanging around with the dorks." Lars said. I climbed into the bed and leaned against the head board, closing the lap top with my foot. Lars crawled over next to me, doing the same as I was. His shoulder was next to mine and he laced our fingers together. I smiled at him and he kissed my cheek.

"What do you want to do now?" I asked him turning my head to look at him. He shrugged. I picked up the remote off the side table and turned on my tv. It was on some movie so I decided to leave it there. I didnt really plan on watching it now that Lars was here. I smiled to myself, I could definetly have fun with this. I looked over at Lars and he was pretty zoned in the movie. I kissed his jaw line and I felt him tense up.

"What are you doing?" He asked looking down at me with a smirk on his face. I got up and straddeled his legs. His hands instantly went to my hips. I sat on his lap and kissed his neck. "Reggie?"

"Im trying to make us both unbored." I said as my hands ran up his shirt. I hit one spot on his neck right under his ear and he moaned. I smirked and worked on that specific spot.

"Reg...we cant.." He said pushing me away slightly. I looked at him confused. I dont get it?

"Why not?" I asked him. He sighed and put his hands back on my waist.

"We've only been dating for 3 weeks, I dont think we should." Wow, this coming from Lars is

"Ok, just tell me when we can I guess." This is so weird, im supposed to be the one to say that. I was about to move over to my spot but he held me still. I looked at him with a raised eye brow.

"I didnt say that we couldnt make out." He said smirking. I rolled my eyes and crossed my hands over my chest. He pouted at me and I gave him a tap kiss. "That's it?"

"Yep." Before I knew it Lars flipped us over and pinned me under him. His hands were pushing mine into the bed and he was straddeling my waist.

"That isnt enough, babe." He said as he pressed his lips roughly against mine. He bit my bottom lip and I moaned out. His lips went to my neck.

"We cant make love but we can do this? What a rip." I said as he bit me. I arched my back as he hit my spot. I felt him smiling against my neck.

"This isnt de-virginizing anything." He said. I tensed up a little. He pulled away from my neck and looked into my eyes with his four-head on mine. "Reg... Are you even a virgin?"

I bit my lip and looked into his eyes. "No..."

I watched him close his eyes and breath deeply. Was he getting mad? He moved off of me and sat next to me. He opened his eyes and looked at me. He sighed. "When was this?"

"The last week of school... in New York." I answered sitting on my knees looking at him. I was facing him.

"Did you... love him?" He asked looking at me with a worried face. I shook my head no frantically. "Then why did you do it?"

"I guess I just thought I did... It was a mistake, I wish I could have taken it back but I cant." I said not looking at him.

"Do you really regret it? Or do you think thats just what I want to hear?" Lars asked me, My eyes found his.

"Kinda both, I dont totally regret it but-"

"Reg... Your not supposed to regret your first time, even if it wasnt perfect." Lars said. I sighed and shook my head slightly. "Lets just drop it, is that ok with you?"

"Definetly...What do you want to do now?" I asked. He shrugged and took my hand and pulled me forward. He layed down on my bed and I layed down next to him, cuddeling into his side. He put his arms around my shoulders and kissed my head. "What about you?"

"What about me?" He asked changing the channel on my tv.

"Are you a virgin?"

"Thats for me to know and you to never find out."

"How would I never find out, once we ha-"

"Its not like you can tell, maybe I have or maybe im gonna be really good my first time. Its not like I have a cherry to pop." I smacked his chest and he grabbed my hand before I could do it again. I stuck my tounge out at him.

"Meanie." I pouted. He smirked and kissed my head. As we were laying there I was thinking about how perfect this was. I seriously think that I love Lars. Not just the Lars that is always nice to me, but the one where he is mean. I know that sounds pretty weird but I cant really explain it. I just love him. I slowly drifted off to sleep...

I know that was a very short chapter compaired to the other ones but I have like a million concerts to go to right about now. So im not really sure when Im going to be updating.

The Devil Wears Prada, A Day To Remember, Mindless Self Indulgence... endless concerts 3

Presley aka Crash aka Fob-session