Cupid's Target

11- DONT LET ME GO

I woke up, wrapped in Wayne's arms.

Wayne's arms.....

It wasn't the worst feeling ever. Probably one of the best. Him on my chest. Drool running down his mouth. His arms secured around me. His legs nearly dangling off the bed.

I could get used to this version of him.

But I shouldn't. I shouldn't at all. Wayne is nothing but a fuck boy, and that's all he'll ever be.

I tried sitting up and removing his arms, but he only held on tighter.

"Don't." He mumbled as he lifted his head. I stared into his sleepy eyes. Why is he so gorgeous? Someone, please, please explain to me how someone can just be so attractive?

"Do-dont what?" I snapped back into reality.

"Don't let me go." He placed his head back down, snuggling into my chest once again.
"Wayne, it's probably like 2 already." I laughed, running my hand through his hair.
I heard a soft moan leave his mouth, leaving me to smile.
"Please? Not just yet." He hugged my body tighter, leaving me no choice but to say yes to him.

"Ugh fine. Just only for a little while longer." I sighed to the man child.
I saw a faint smirk form on his lips.

About 20 minutes later, he had finally come to his senses and decided to get up.

He rolled off the bed without saying anything. He just headed towards the hall and into the restroom.

I left the bed and fixed myself. Making sure my hair was nice and I didn't look like a troll in front of the hottest guy in our school.

I stood in front of his dresser. Observing the small things he has. You can tell a lot about someone from their room.

He had basic things. Gum wrappers, book,-books? Never thought he was much of a reader. A couple action figures, Q-tip box, some jewelry, deodorant, cologne, some- cologne.......

I grabbed the cologne and spayed some on my wrist to take a sniff. He always smells so good. The scent filled my nose and I basically moaned in pleasure.

What if I just take it?
Mmm nooo Evelyn, you can't just steal his cologne and spray it on your pillow every night! 
But what if.....

I held the bottle in my right hand with m left on my hip, wondering what I should do.

"Take it." His voice interrupted my thoughts.
I gasped and turned around to face him. He was less than two inches away from me.

I gulped and looked up at him. His hair was wet. Eyes were glowing as always. That sharp ass jaw line I could cut my finger with. Oh, I almost forgot. That fucking smirk.

"Oh, umm I umm I was just sniffing it. You smell great!" I slightly punched his chest as a playfully way, but I forgot this man was made of iron.

I looked down and rubbed my hand, noticing he was shirtless. Of course.

"Take it, Cherry. I'm all stocked up. I have like 10 more in my closet." He scoffed and stared at the wall, biting his lip.

I just wanted to bite his neck and make him mine, but unfortunately I'm no vampire.

"Thank you. I'm gonna go to the restroom now." I tried walking passed him, but he stopped me.

He pulled me into the biggest hug ive received from him. Even though he felt like a bolder, I was somehow comfortable in his arms. This was now the third hug we shared, and I was secretly craving for more of them.