One Night... Stand?

Conflict

As promised, Connor went over to my house and spent the rest of the day with me. We watched a bunch of movies on Netflix, and just shared whatever food that was left for me from last night. Good thing he didn't ask that much about yesterday or how I did with Roy with his homework. Some homework we did. It was more like a date. 

I still regret agreeing to Roy's invitation, I should have expected more than that. I knew he was trouble, and trouble he came. Now if he wanted to, he could use that as leverage to ruin my relationship with Connor. He could even blackmail into doing other things with him just to keep that as a secret. I don't want to be someone else's bitch, just because of that one mistake.

I thought things would have been better after hanging out with him. But you kissed him back when he kissed you.  I shrugged, dropping my shoulders in defeat. That was probably some instinct that I had, that excitement. I shouldn't be excited, definitely not. I didn't even understand at that time why I kissed him back, when I could have pushed him off me. Was I scared? Did I panic?

I tried to recall my exact emotions at the heat of the moment yesterday, but I think I blocked it off at the back of my head, suppressing all those memories. I feel like losing my head and composure trying to remember what my mind had kept away from me. 

Connor picked me up from the couch and brought me up to my room like a baby. I hid my face on his chest, whimpering. I don't even understand myself at the moment why am I acting this way. All I'm doing is wallow in my own grief. Maybe if I do that dreaded thing that I've been trying to keep myself away from doing will help. Maybe that will help me forget about Roy and his stupid feelings. Feelings? Did he really meant what he said?

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"Yo Dale, what's up my boy?" Keane, one of mine and Connor's closest friends, sat beside me at the library. He pat my shoulder and I felt panic arising from within. "Uhm oh hey Keane. Just un you know, hanging out here in the library." He gave me a concerned look.

"You were staring at the wall with your book wide open for a while now." He set his laptop right next to my mess. "Yeah well, I... Look, don't tell Connor that you saw me this way. Okay? He's been worried sick about me and I feel bad for him. We've been staying at each other's places just to keep an eye on me." I said, pitied as the words escaped my mouth.

Since Wednesday night, we stayed over at either at my place or at his. He didn't want me out of his sight until I tell him what is the matter. I know it's kind of sweet but I feel like I'm being choked. I don't mind it. But once he saw a small gush of blood from my wrist, he knew something was wrong.

I showed Keane my wrist and in his mouth opened wide in shock. He pulled me in for a hug tightly. "Dale, you dumb fuck! What in the world got into you to do it? You and Connor should talk about whatever your problem is right now and get is sorted. If you were my boyfriend, I would definitely keep an eye on you all the time!"

Keane loosened his hug from me as the librarian shot a glare at us. "Look whatever it is, get it sorted. It's bad for you and I've been there myself." He said, trying to comfort me.

"Dale, can I- do you have a moment?" Roy appeared out of nowhere, as he stood behind me and Keane. This boy seemed to always appear in all conveniences that the world would ever give. He sat down on my other side but I scooted my chair away from him, moving closer to Keane. Keane only raised an eyebrow, before signaling me that he was about to leave. "I need to go, Liam is waiting for me. Just wanted to say hi to you Dale." He waved goodbye and left me and Roy in uncomfortable silence. 

Roy was tapping the table as we both waited on who was going to speak first. I couldn't bring myself to so he took that as permission moments later. "Hey so about last Tuesday. I'm sorry. I knew I was pushing my luck but I guess you have your heart set on Connor already. Don't worry, I'm not going to blackmail you or anything just because we went out. It was my fault and-"

"Can we talk somewhere else? I don't feel comfortable here anymore." I stood up and dragged him with me towards an empty corridor. Out of nowhere, I pushed him against the wall and pressed my body on him. I looked coldly at his eyes as he was to me. He leaned down closing the gap, but I slightly backed off, only to press my lips on his.

I can tell from the way his lips stayed as they were that he was surprised. I bit his bottom lip aggressively to gain entry, never slowing down my attack on him. He gave in shortly after and our tongues danced at each other. It was wild, intoxicating, addicting. 

He clenched my butt cheeks tight through my pants, while I wrapped my arms around his neck. We both gasped for air, and for a while we were dazed. "Dale, what the fuck?" He whispered.

"I guess this is my way of talking to you." I admitted.  We kept staring at each other and pressed our lips again. This time he was asserting his dominance on me, this time I submitted. This time, I let my mind just take over, I let my body do as it wished. I let Roy Lance overwhelm me.

We were only stopped by the sudden noise that came from the other end of the hallway. We quickly hid in one of the rooms, as we waited for the crowd to move past us. 

"I think..." I paused. I needed to be sure of the words that will come out of my mouth.

"I think but I'm not entirely confident. I like you too." I murmured. His eyes widened and a sly grin formed on his face. "But we have to keep this as our secret." I added. He nodded, as we shared another kiss.

I think we just made the most stupid decision we have ever or will ever make. 

Cheat.