The drive to my place was quiet.
I wasn't that drunk! What I told her was true.
I meant every fucking word.
"Now, go rest. Goodbye Marcus." She says as she helps me onto my bed.
I frown at her tone and pull my arms around her waist and she gasps, falling with me on the bed.
I didn't want to let her go.
She was going to avoid me again, then probably dance with some other guy or something.
I couldn't take it.
"No, Sophie. Stay please." I tell her and she frowns at me.
I see her skirt ride up a little bit and pull her onto my lap, sitting up with her on top of me.
She was so fucking hot.
I had fallen for her again when I saw her across the room, just like how I had when I first saw her.
That adorable look on her face when she realized she wasn't alone at the back of the club.
I had to kiss her, there was something about her.
When she had kissed me back, the world finally made sense.
"Marcus..." She starts to say as I shush her.
I pepper kisses up her neck and feel her shiver on top of me.
She'd always do that when I gave her neck kisses, very adorable. She was so reactive when she was around me.
"I love you, Soph." I whisper against the angle of her jaw and she gasps as she looks down at me as if I was crazy.
At this point, I think I am crazy.
"Marcus, don't make fun of it." She says and glares down at me in annoyance.
She thought I didn't mean it.
"I'm not making fun of you. I'm fucking inlove with you. I thought you ran away before because you regret saying it and needed space." I tell her truthfully and she frowns at me.
Did she not?
"Marcus, I thought you weren't ready for commitment so I ran because I thought you were going to say we were going to fast and break up with me." She explains and I raise an eyebrow at her.
What the fuck?
"What the hell, Soph?" I say and she covers her face with her hands like she always did when she was embarassed.
All that time and space for a misunderstanding?
Fuck, we needed to make up for it.
"I'm sorry Marcus." She says and frowns as I shake my head at her.
I kiss her pout away and mold my lips to hers, groaning at the feeling I had been missing for a whole month.
I was back with Sophie again.
I pull away with her and she whimpers as I sigh.
"It's okay Sophie, I'm sorry too for making you feel as if this was just a casual thing. It's far from it." I tell her and she nods, pulling my lips back to hers.
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The University of the South
RomanceCliché couples at the same school, smut short stories. Not for kids pls thanks
