Chapter twenty
As soon as we pull up to the front of the dorm rooms I swiftly hop out of the car not looking back and not saying goodbye. I walk into the building and storm up the stairs, my eyes starting to well up. 366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2X1cBdMtK0
I can barely think straight. I run down the hall and burst into my room, instantly wondering why the door was unlocked. Skylar's not in here. I sit down on the edge of the bed and wipe away my very unnecessary tears.
I take off my shoes and throw them to the side. My phone pops into my mind and I realize in my attempt to get away from Matt as quickly as possible, I forgot my phone and my purse. Not only that, but I also forgot to give him back his hoodie. That means that I'll have to see him again to give it back.
I hear a knock at the door and take a quick glance in the mirror. There are mascara and eyeliner running down my cheeks and my hair is a thick, cloud of curls. The bottom line: I look like a hot ass mess.366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBOVPcq6GIg
I don't care at this point. I open the door, expecting to see a happy, bubbly Skylar but I, instead, see Matt holding my purse.366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc9b0c8A17H
I look down at my feet, embarrassed that he's seeing me looking like this and embarrassed that I forgot all my shit. He walks in right passed me and sits down on the edge of my bed. He gestures for me to stand in front of him and I do just that, feeling like an errant young child. He sets my purse down on the nightstand next to my bed and pulls me closer, by the waist.
"Why are you crying?" he asks softly.
"I don't know." I squeak. He wipes away my tears with his thumb and pulls me onto his lap, planting a kiss on the top of my head.
"I'm sorry that I made you feel this way. Things just come out of my mouth and...and I don't know how to control It." He runs his hand rhythmically up and down my back, in a soothing manner.
"Forgive me. Please?" he mutters in a tender voice.
"Promise that you won't say nasty things like what you've said to me since we met." I pleaded. He doesn't say anything for a little bit. 366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBpZo1Yl2NB
I remember what he said earlier about me 'practically begging' for him and I jump off his lap. He looks disappointed and disoriented. 366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfyaey4CgLu
"Wait a minute," I interject, "Does this count as begging for you?" I croak, my voice thickening with tears. He looks at me sympathetically.
"No. Novah, I'm begging for you right now. Please, Novah. Come sit down." he coaxed. No. I'm not falling for that shit again. I sit across from him on Skylar's bed, tears running down my face. He just stares me straight in the eye, his eyebrows knitted together with, what looks like, worry. I take off his hoodie and throw it at him. He puts it to the side, not breaking eye contact with me. He stands up and waltzes over to the lamps. He turns off one then the other. He climbs up on my bed and opens up the curtains revealing the brilliant moon.
"Take off your pants," he orders as he takes his shirt off. I look at his tattoos in awe. How does he have so many at such a young age?
"Why should I?" I ask, obstinately.
"Novah, I just want you to feel comfortable and those jeans don't look very comfortable," he replies sincerely. These jeans are a bit uncomfortable. I stand up and he climbs into the bed watching me intently as I slowly unzip my jeans in front of him. 366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr3fvelhcqq
I slide the jeans down my legs and stand there, expecting him to give me another instruction. He studies me from head to toe and I try to read his expression but I can't really see, the only light being the moonlight coming in through the window. 366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8ho5hfVegU
"Come," he says ever so quietly. I can't keep denying his allure. It's like I can't stay away from him.
A moth to a flame. I can't not sleep in this bed with him. 366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3iFLyHl7te
Not only do I like him, already, but I need his touch. I feel needy right now and I am very strongly attracted to him.366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHcWKPweBdb
I finally climb into bed, just my olive green top and black lace panties and him in just his loose black jeans.
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