The Badass Nerd

STD and Hot Chocolate

Carter's POV

I was awake and I wanted to open my eyes but there was this huge throbbing pain in my head. I groaned and made a mental note to never drink neat again. Always dilute it. I opened my eyes but quickly shut them down when the light felt like a knife slicing through my brain. I shuffled and panicked when I felt someone wrapped in my arms. I pushed whoever it was and it fell with a loud thud. I heard her say 'ow' in a very familiar voice and my eyes widened in surprise. She quickly got up and looked at me in annoyance.

"What the hell Gray!?" She said. I did a mental happy dance when she called me Gray. I have no idea what I did last night but I think it turned out to be good. But the happiness quickly went away when her shrill voice gave me another headache. I groaned and I heard her chuckle. She walked towards her night stand and cleared her throat. I looked at her and she was offering me a tablet and a glass of water.

"Birth control pills?" I said to make her laugh and she did.
"They are taken before sex dumbass." She said and put the medicine in my hand. I liked it when her fingers made contact with my hand. I gulped the tablet with some water and flinched at the taste.

After I felt better, I sat in her bed.

"So we slept together?" I asked and she nodded and smirked. That can't be a good sign.
"But we didn't have sex?"
"Gross! No!" I sighed happily. As much as I wanted to be physical with her, I don't want our first time to be while either of us is drunk.
"Hey! Sex with me isn't gross. It's mind blowing."
"Yeah and STD transmitting." She said and I frowned.
"I am gonna ignore that comment considering you helped me with my headache. What happened last night?"
"You barged in and admitted the undying love you have for me." She said seriously and my eyes widened in panic. Oh I did not do that!
"WHAT? THAT'S ABSURD. I DON'T HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU." I said loudly. She kept her fingers in her ears to block my loud exclamation.
"Geez! Relax drama queen. I will explain everything over breakfast. Get changed for the time being. That's my bathroom. I will bring you something comfortable to wear." She said pointing towards a door and walked out of the room. She didn't deny her initial claim and I was shit scared. A part of me was afraid that I would lose her forever as a friend and these past few weeks have been proof that that would be hell for me and the other part of me was afraid because if she did feel the same way, will she leave me like Beck did?

Olivia's POV

I went downstairs to the guest room to search for comfy clothes for Carter. I found some black shorts and huge t-shirt which, I am hoping, would be Carter's size. I went back to my room and knocked on the door but got no response. I slowly went inside my room and heard the shower running. I placed his clothes on the bed and turned around to leave but stopped when the bathroom door opened. I stared at the glory that is Carter Grayson.  He came out wearing nothing but my towel. I swore never to wash that towel, as creepy as that sounded. His hair were dripping wet and water flowed down from neck to torso which, mind you, was six packs. It got soaked in his towel and I looked up in hopes of following another droplet. I saw him smirking at me and he took few steps forward.

"Like what you see?" He asked.
"I...uh....I.....um.....Huh?" I mumbled still looking at his styled hair. Few strands covered his eyes and before I could reach to shrug it off, he pulled his hair back himself. Another droplet fell down his neck but if I followed it, I would be looking at a place I shouldn't. He came even closer and his lips were inches away from me. If I lean even a little closer, our lips would meet and the way my heart was beating, I knew that was what I wanted. My mind kept telling me to stop because it will weird out things between me and Carter but it was hard to hear over my heart beats. I looked up to see his eyes and immediately realized my mistake. He was looking down at my lips, his breaths fanned over my face and I felt my body heat up. He came closer and I kept looking at his face. He closed his eyes and just as I thought he was going to kiss me, he backed off with a t-shirt in his hand, the spare t-shirt I bought for him. He wasn't trying to kiss me, he was trying to get the t-shirt that I kept in the bed behind me. He smirked at me obviously knowing what was going on in my head.