Please Don't Touch

7. Dreaming Of Only You

I didn't bother going back to my dorm that night so I sat on a park bench for the time being.

I sighed for the fifteenth time.

I was disgusted....with myself.

I liked it!

Damit.

Resting my head and the back of the bench, I can still smell him.

His scent was all over me.

And I liked that too.

Gosh, his lips were so... soft.

And the way they moved...

"Quensilla."

"Leave me alone." I roll my eyes.

He sits next to me and I move away. He moves closer, and I move again and we continue until...

I was about to fall off the bench. He grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap.

"Theodore," I warn.

"Hey. I'm just saving you." He mutters. "And I want to apologize for my...disgusting behavior earlier."

"Nice to know," I say sarcastically.

"I'm serious. I am sorry. I-I don't know what got into me."

"Right."

"You see what you do? You keep pushing people! Stop. Pushing. Me." He warns.

"Screw you." I spit, getting up and stomping off.

And of course, he follows.

"I'm trying to be nice to you." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"I don't even want you near me, kinda sucks that we're roommates." I turn back to smile sarcastically and he grabs my hand before slamming me to the back of a tree.

We just stand there, breathing heavily and looking at each other. Before you know it, I'm gripping his shirt and he's gripping my legs. Mouth intertwined, we move at a certain pace. One set just for us.

Why does something so wrong feel so right?

Gosh, that was cliché.

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"I don't know Beeze! One minute we dislike each other, the next we're sticking our tongues down each other's throats."

"Yikes. Are you sure it's the same, Theodore? The one who never even spared you a second glance?"

"Yes bih." I deadpan laying on my bed. Classes were over quite early and Theodore wasn't in yet so I sought comfort in my best friend back home, too bad it was the worst idea ever. "What do I do?"

"Go with your heart."

"My heart can't speak. It's not saying anything. It's just here...

Beating."

"Oh shut up. Just...take it day by day, see how things go. I don't know maybe...maybe this isn't as bad as you think."

"Blah blah blah. Whatever useless." I mutter.

"Oh shut your blasted mouth you ugly troll." I burst out laughing and she sends kisses through the phone.

As soon as I hang up, Theodore strolls in. We both freeze and I avert my eyes.

"Hey." He grins closing the door and I nod at him." That's all I GEF after last night? I'm sure your mouth was working then."

He chuckles as I blush and I grab my sheets and through them over me.

The AC was on full blast. Just how I liked it.

"Are you hiding a dead body in here or something?"

"Not yet," I mutter to myself.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

Silence.

"You looked beautiful today." He says and I roll my eyes.

"So I look ugly every other day?"

"That's not what I-"

"Smooth lover boy, smooth."

"Whatever. By the way, those pink leggings that aren't really the color pink? Need to loosen up." He demands and I pop up from under the sheets.

"Their..leggings. How in the world do you want them to fit?"

"Looser." He smiles sarcastically while popping a gummy worm in his mouth while sitting on my bed.

My weakness.

Gummy worms.

I eye them and he stares at me with a smirk.

"You want one?" He asks and I shake my head.

"Get off my bed with your filthy butt," I tell him and he rolls his eyes. He gets up and sits closer to me.

I swear my mouth was watering with desire for that gummy bear.

"You sure you don't want one?" He teases and I bite my lip eyeing it.

His smirk drops as he stares at my lip.

"Come and get it if you want it. 5 seconds." He puts it between his teeth and begins counting down with muffled words.

On one I can't help it as I dive for him, grabbing his cheeks and placing his mouth on mine grabbing the gummy worm, I was about to lift myself when he decided to lay down and press his hands against my back.

I leaned back in swallowing this gummy bear and...something else and we continue kissing. His hands slide down my back and I gasp as he gropes. I slide off him and onto the floor.

"Dangit. Why do we always end up like this? I don't like you!"

"You can't resist me." He smirks.

"Shut up imbecile."

"Kiss?"

"No. Your breath stinks." I lie getting up and walking to the bathroom.

"Does not!"

"Does too!"

"Does not!"

"Does too!"

"Does not!

" does too-"

"Don't make me come in here and kiss you."

*Shuts mouth.*