The next day at school I honestly felt more like a zombie than a living breathing human being.
I couldn't sleep. I had so much on my mind that it hurt to even close my eyes. My brain was working into overdrive, never ending energy that restricted every nerve not to rest.
I could care less on my appearance. I'm wearing a pair of grey sweatpants with Uggs, along with an oversized black hoodie. My hair is up in a messy bun while I'm wearing mascara and nothing else. I pretty much just woke up and walked out of the house. That is if I got any sleep, which I didn't.
Your probably wondering what I was thinking so restlessly about? Well, simple as this, Gavin. Gavin's brother, Richard, who is my math tutor.
I still can't believe that that had happened. That I could've been so stupid and oblivious to the fact that their last names we're the same. Not to mention I knew something in me recognized that house. My brain is just to freaking slow.
"Hey Bella- whoa!" Hailey screams and places her hand over her heart, breathing in and out heavily. "What the hell died?"
"Thanks, I knew I could count on you," I slightly smile, sarcastically, but then it's replaced with a deep frown. I open my locker and grab my stuff for English. Then Tammy walks up.
"Bella- holy hell, my eyes!" She screams and covers her eyes. I scowl at her hands and go back to grabbing my stuff. "Is she gone?" Tammy peeks through the slot in between her fingers.
"Nope, still here, breathing." I glare at her and she smiles apologetically.
"Sorry sweetie, but would you mind telling us what in the actual hell is wrong with you?" She shouts and waves her hand, gesturing to my clothes and hair, simply my appearance.
"Ugh! Fine, you know how I got assigned a tutor for calculus?" They nod in unison. "Turns out it was Gavin's brothers."
"Oops, I didn't notice either," Hailey grins sheepishly.
"Your not the only one," I grumble. Slamming my locker shut and begin to walk to English, once I'm right in front of the door, I feel someone grab my wrist and cover my mouth from behind, shoving me into the nearest Janitors closet.
I thrash around, soon enough the person let's me go, I turn around and am met with Gavin's smug face.
"Gavin? Why the hell did you do that?" I pound my fists against his chest, he doesn't budge. So I keep going, until my hands burn.
"Would you stop?" He asks in a bored tone.
"No, why did you do that?" I cross my arms over my chest and glare at him. Swiftly and quickly Gavin pushes me hard against the wall and his lips hover just above mine.
My eyes go wide, my body goes stiff and I try not focus on our close proximity.
"I don't have to tell you anything," he breaths. Okay? Major mood swing. Like, damn!
"You kind of do," I wanted my voice to sound confident, but instead it comes out breathy. Dammit.
"Stop trying to resist your attraction to me," he growls and presses further into me, making my breath hitch and immediately become aroused.
"What attraction?" I laugh humorless. I stare into his deep Hazel like eyes.
I can't deny the fact that I'm definitely attracted to him in a way. But I can't be. He's not good news, he sleeps with a girl then throws her away. I don't know about you, but I'm definitely not going to be one of those girls.
Gavin doesn't look like a guy to have a relationship anyway. Almost like he's to cool for one. Or maybe he just doesn't like the fact that he would have to give her all his attention, and wouldn't be able to look at another girl. Like how a girl gets a new pair of shoes, that's all she wears for the first week, then she gets bored of them and gets a new pair, then the cycle repeats its self.
"I know you feel it too," he taunts. His hands slowly slide from my hips up my arms until one hand is rested against the nape of my neck, controlling my movements. "I feel the way your heart picks up every-time I touch you, or am near you."
His hands slide back down so their rested perfectly against my hips. I take a sharp intake of breath and let out a shaky one.
"Don't resist," his lips are so close to my ear I feel them ever so lightly graze my ear lobe, causing me to shiver.
"Okay," I don't know who or what is possessing me to say these things. Never in my right mind would I ever say 'okay' to Gavin, saying that I won't resist. Maybe it's because my body wants this. But then again, my mind is telling me to push him away and run for the damn hills.
Then another thing inside of me is telling me to let him take me here, right now. To let me feel his ruff calloused hands run against my body. My mind goes into over drive thinking about all the things he can do with those hands.
All the ways he could pleasure me. Rubbing me in all the right places. The way his lips feel against my own, the things he could do with those lips.
I don't know why I'm thinking these things. I'm a virgin for crying out loud. Talk about sexual fantasies.
I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I feel Gavin's hands move my hoodie up my stomach a little, his hands against my bare waist.
His breathing is just as ragged as mine, both of our breaths coming out in shallow pants.
"Your so beautiful, the things I could do to you," he whispers against my neck pressing a feathery kiss against my sweet spot. Even then my knees buckle underneath me. Luckily, Gavin's strong, muscled arms hold me up by the waist. His chest flush against my own, as my back digs into the brick wall.
Gavin presses his lips all along my neck, his tongue lightly dotting my skin.
We're broken out of our hormonal session when the janitor opens the door and stares at us wide eyed.
"Oh shit," i mutter. I can't get suspended for something like this. It would not look good on a college application. I pick up my bag and push Gavin out of the way and running out of the door and to the nearest bathroom.
This can't be happening to me, it can't. And it won't.
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