Into The Hills

Chapter 12

Dinner is over in a flash and Tom says he's going to arrange a club meeting next time, Stefan thanks them and they hug, promising to keep in touch, until next time.

After, Tom leaves, Stefan turns to me grinning.

"Ready to go?" He asks, handing me the motorcycle helmet.

I take it from him, and we walk out to his bike, I put it on my head to hide the angry expression.

We get back to the loft late, we walk in and Stefan turns the lights back on, acting like everything is fine between us, and I'm not very angry at him, because I am, but I am also sad, sad he won't open up to me.

So, we lay in bed, both facing the ceiling and Stefan is shirtless, but I'm too mad to care or even gaze at his beautiful body.

"Are you mad at me or something?" He asks in the dark, not turning towards me.

"No." I lie, and he turns towards me, I can see his green eyes in the dark.

He moves closer to me, kissing my lips lightly, and slowly I feel the anger melt away to passion as we continue to make out on the bed, he rolls me over so I'm on top, and I look down at him, my gaze is filled with lust, as my eyes rake over his body, I had only seen him shirtless once, but damn, he was too sexy.

I move the hair out of my face and lower my lips to his, he reaches up to kiss me, and I let him, gently rubbing his abs with my fingertips, he groans low, running his hands down my back, and under my dress, lightly rubbing my ass in a circular motion, I almost want to moan, but I don't give him the satisfaction, I'm still very angry at him.

He pulls away, and we're both panting in the dark.

I lean down and kiss his neck, with my open mouth, he groans low, as I nibble at his jaw line.

"I..am...very..mad at you." I mumble, rolling my hips to tease him a little.

I see his eyes closed in the dark, his hands drop from my butt as I suck on his sweet spot, I almost wonder if he heard me.

"Why?" He asks, dropping his hands completely.
I get off him and lay back down and he looks at me awkwardly, I look up at the ceiling.
"I know that I'm older but I thought you'd know how to read the signs if I was mad." I ask in calm tone, watching as he fiddles with his thumbs.
"Well, I don't know you." He says, putting his hands over his hand.
"And I don't know you." I say, my voice rising.
"What are we even doing here?" I add on, watching as his arms tense up over his head.
"I don't know." He says quietly and I look at him, shaking my head. He doesn't meet my stare.
"Well, that's all I needed to know." I say in a icy tone as I start to get up, my heart sinking from disappointment.His hand gently grabs my wrist, pulling me back.
"Let go of me!" I say, my voice rising in anger.
I'm was so blind to believe that things could be different with him.
"But I do know that you make me happy and I enjoy your company, and I feel very very very attracted to you." He whispers, gently pulling me closer to him at each word.
I feel my heart flutter a little, as I lean back against him.
"I know those things." He says, moving my hair aside and his touch sends electricity down my spine.
"What do you know?" He whispers against my ear.
"I know...that you make me happy, too. But I want to know more about you, Stefan. I can tell you're not alright and it makes me sad. You're too young." I say, touching his cheek. I feel his heart rate pick up against my chest. I'm not sure if it picks up in fear or anger.

"I don't want you to worry about me." He says, his voice cold.

"I want to.." I trail off, my voice sad.

"I'm afraid.. if you find out what I've done you'll run away, I just got you, I don't want to lose you.." He whispers, running his hand along my arm.