Am I More Than You Bargained For Yet?

Chapter 6

Ava sighed, staring up at the roof.
Usually when she had consumed this much alcohol sleep came easily. Tonight? No such luck. She just had this feeling in her stomach, she couldn't sleep. Not yet.

It was that point in the night where it wasn't pitch black anymore. Everything was kind of dark blue. There was noise outside her door, creaking. Slow creaking. Not like some one running to the nearest restroom to spill their guts. like sneaking.

She squinted as the door opened, eyes adjusting to the sudden influx of light flooding in from the hallway.

"Joe?"
She didn't know why she felt disappointed.

"Hey doll, you okay in here?"
She smiled, nodding slowly. "All good in the hood."
He smiled, "Night, babydoll." Closing the door behind him.

She sighed laying back down, bunching the blankets up to her neck. Joe had lent her a shirt but it realy wasn't warm enough to not be wearing pants. Her eyelids began to get heavy. She yawned, closing them slowly.

She was more than ready to get some well deserved shut eye.
Until she heard a knock on the door.

"Joe, I'm fine! Go to sleep!"
The door swung open, she cringed at the light.

"What?"
"Oh. Chris. I thought-"
"Sorry." He said, taking a step into the room to shut the door and stop the burning, burning light hitting and destroying her retnas. "No, it's okay." She giggled. Yes, GIGGLED.

He stopped for a second. He didn't expect to be in her room that quickly.
"What's up, Sabin?" She whispered, suddenly realizing that Petey and Eric were in the room to the left of them, and Joe to the right.

He smiled sheepishly. "Uh. Couldn't sleep." He slipped his hands into the pockets of his track pants. She couldn't help but look him up and down, that dark blue light giving just enough so that she could see how tight his wife beater clung to his chest and stomach. Chris laughed a little, "I don't know why I came here but just so you know-" "Get in, Sabin."

He smiled wide as she threw the covers back, exposing her 'Samoan Submission Machine' shirt, and bare legs. Sabin picked up the sheets, preparing to climb in but stopped. "Wow. Joe never looks this good in that shirt." He spoke, staring directly at her legs. She rolled her eyes, adjusting herself so that she was more covered.

He felt his cheeks grow hotter, climbing into bed with her. He sighed contently, laying his head on the pillow, staring up at the ceiling. "So..." He stated. She smiled, biting onto her bottom lip. He looked over at her and chuckled. She looked at him with an eyebrow raised. "What's so funny, chuckles?" He looked back at her.

"Your lip, you keep chewing on it like that there'll be nothing left for fun stuff." She rolled her eyes again. "You know, I always thought of you as the less dirty of the pair but-" "Who? Me n' Alex?" "Yeah." She smiled. Chris laughed, "Trust me, I am the less dirty one."

She laughed. Before sighing. Then yawning.
"So..." He said once more.
"Since you know all about my previous relationship-" "That was a relationship?" She smiled. He groaned. "Yes. Now, what about you? You're last guy... or girl... I don't judge." He grinned.

She laughed, punching him in the arm that lay under the covers. "Nothing to tell. Completely standard relationship. Mutual ending. Nothing as scandalous as you, Mr. Sabin." His breath hitched in his throat when she said that. He had to hold in a groan. She cringed, "Sorry. Chris. Just Chris."

"No i-it's okay. Uh. So, how long ago?" She scratched her head. "Uh. two years." His jaw dropped, "Did you just say two years!?" He yelled. She slapped a hand over his mouth. She whispered to him, "Sabin. Shut up. You're so fucking loud."

He nodded and she let go of his face.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry it's just... Two years ago?"
She nodded, snuggling further into the covers, wanting nothing more than to crawl into a dark hole and die.

"Dee.. I'm sorry, I mean..." He snuggled down further too, so they were perfect eye level and their faces were inches from touching. "...When was the last time you had sex?"

She couldn't help but laugh. He was so serious, it was funny. "Ava, Ava. This isn't funny.. This is your well being!" He spoke, making her laugh more, and continue laughing for some time. He laughed along, feeling as if it were contagious. "Man, I hope it was good coz that's a freakin' long time." He chuckled.

When he saw the look on her face he wanted to die. "Oh, Jesus Christ. He was terrible wasn't he." She pulled the covers over her face to hide the blush. Preparing to die from embarrassment in 3- 2-

Chris ripped the covers from her face to be starring right into her eyes. He had something witty and comforting to say but in the process of grabbing the covers he ended up in very close proximity to her, and the way the light was hitting her just made her seem so flawless. He couldn't help it.

He leaned in, their lips almost touching. He froze there, noses touching but nothing else yet. He Looked into her eyes to make sure it was okay. He didn't need approval, she leaned up, capturing his lips. He slid his hand to the back of her neck to keep her there, not wanting it to end... ever.

Eventually, he had to come up for air. He pulled back, their eyes meeting again. "Uh. Sorry. Ava. I." He sat back, retreating under the covers.

They lay side by side now, both staring at the ceiling.
"Uh. Night." He said.
She nodded, although he couldn't see. "Night.. Chris."