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You rushed to tell ava everything once you had made it into the basement. She listened and made you feel safe, but you were just so angry. You ended up putting it aside to finish your sleepover.
At about 4 in the morning Ava fell asleep. You took that that time to go upstairs and freshen up in the bathroom.
You once again you dragged your feet up the stairs and the moment you entered the first floor the cold of the room hit you in the face. The crisp air stung at your exposed skin where the nighty didn't cover you. The cold nipping at the slightly sore spots on your neck made you shiver. You sneaked up to the secound floor bathroom where you had your own drawer. Once you got into the bathroom you brushed through your hair, taming the curls. You brushed your teeth and went to the bathroom before you saw a little bundle of anti-bacterial whipes and cotton swabs. It was probably left out from when thomas tended to the scratches on his face.
For some reason this set you off you picked up the cotton balls and threw them at the wall before you threw yourself at the wall, before sinking down so you were sitting. You held your legs close to your chest and let out a few silent tears.
The door creaked open slowly to reveal a sad looking thomas. He wore only a pair of boxers, allowing you to see his toned chest. He didn't say anything to you. He just sat on the floor next to you.
After a few minutes of silence and no eye contact. Before he slowly pushed his hands towards yours. First only your pinkys touched and then a few more fingers until he rested his hand ontop of yours before squeezing reassuringly. You turned your head to look at him and he did the same. You stared at one another for a momey before he reached his other hand to your cheek, cradling your face with his hands. He wiped away the tears and slowly connected your lips. It was barely any contact, just a slight brush of skin. Your lips moved slightly ga I not his but not in the list way he had earlier, the way he had whenever you were alone. The burden of your feelings for him spilled out of you. Somehow this kiss reassured you that he wasn't angry anymore. He moved his hands from your cheeks and placed one hand on your waist, and the other under your legs. He picked you up bridal style and brought you into his room. He set you down on the bed so that you were sitting against the headboard. He sat on his knees in front of you before reaching his hands back to your face. He slowly moved some hair from your face letting his fingers trace over your soft skin.
"Your not a slut." He whispered before he placed a kiss on your right cheek.
"Your not a bad person." He placed another kiss on your left cheek.
"And I am so sorry." He kissed the bridge of your nose.
"I don't hate you, I never have." He sighed before adding a kiss to your forehead.
"Everytime I saw you I couldnt focus on anything. And my little teenage mind decided that of I was a total ass it would be easier. I knew that having a relationship with your childhood best friend and your sisters bestfriend, at that, wasnt going to work. This was supposed to be easier. It wasnt easier. It was harder, it was the worst thing I could do. I was never, trying to whore you out for my own personal gain. I know now that that's what it looked like." Another tear slid down your face. He wiped it away again. He let his pointer finger trail across your face, he graced it across your cheekbones and and up over your eyebrows. He traced each feature as if he were studying it.
"I would hook up with you, not to use you, but because I couldn't handle not being with you. In my head I was making up for the rudeness and the insults. But to you I was using your body. And I am so sorry." Both of his hands were tangled in your hair now. He was holding you to look at him as if he didn't you wouldn't here him.
You lifted your hands to trail across his face now. It was yohr turn to trail your fingers across his features. But you stuck to the scratches on his face. There was no way to wrap up your feelings into words. There was no way to describe what you wanted. So you just kissed him. Softly, and slowly. As you quickened to a steadier pace, you grabbed his bottom lip with your teeth, earning a groan from thomas. You slowly released his lip and pulled back.
"What do you want from me. Because I hate to say it but if you would ask me to do anything I would do it. If you would ask me to sneak around with you I would. If you would ask me to be your side peace I would. But promise me something." You said through a sad tone. He didn't respond his eyes just softened. "Don't take advantage of me. I am a strong person, but I won't know when enough is enough when it comes to you. I don't think I could ever know if your using me. Please, don't take advantage of me." You pleaded. He grabbed your face and kissed you. He pushed the hair away from your face.
"I won't, I won't, I promise I wont." He whispered before he kissed you again. He picked you up and layed you down under the covers. He held you close until you fell asleep.
How were you going to explain this to Ava.
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