Ocean Eyes I Sebastian Stan I

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I wasn't going to go out with Chris, in fact I haven't talked to him since the tickle incident. It's just that... I didn't want to sleep with Sebastian again, it sounds weird I know, but I feel that he is using me to clarify his feelings with Alejandra, without knowing what he may be causing me.

Although I miss him now, I could very well be with him now drinking and laughing on the terrace.

I have a good time with Sebastian, only that there is too much sex, I'm not going to deny that I like it because I enjoy it a lot, but it's too much. He doesn't know anything about me and I don't know anything about him, but it's not like I can ask him much if he's in another relationship and I'm just his foolish lover.

I just want to have fun with him, if there's sex then great, but in less than twenty-four hours we've done it three times, it's too much

The doorbell rings causing me to push the container of vanilla ice cream to the table in front of the couch. I got depressed by this morning's argument and I'm taking refuge in a delicious pot of ice cream.

My door rang directly, it's weird, Matt always calls when someone arrives. I open the door finding Sebastian, he seems down, just like me. He carries a bag in his right hand. The only thing that crosses my mind is to hug him, he surrounds my body instantly and I hide my head in his neck.

"I'm sorry" I hear him say. "I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have told you that" I separate from his neck but I keep hugging him. "You really think that?" he asks, I bite my lip nervously. He sighs and with his hand brushes my hair away from my face and tucks it behind my ear.

"Brooke, I don't have whatever this is just for the sex. Even if it's amazing. You make me laugh all the time, you listen to me, you make me feel good..." he says looking me in the eyes "And I feel like you can tell everything I feel just by looking into my eyes" I stand on my tiptoes to be more at his height and I give him a peck. A smile spreads across his lips "It really isn't just for sex" he says seriously and I nod "I brought you this" he says separating and pointing to the bag, he opens it and takes out a bottle of bourbon.

"You should stop bringing me alcohol" I joke taking the bottle from his hand "You always accept it" he says laughing "So you bring me alcohol to apologize?" he tried to make an indignant face "To make sure you'll forgive me"

I smack him on the arm and he complains "I love how you look angry" he says squeezing my cheeks like I'm a little girl. I roll my eyes and laugh. He stares at me with a smile on his face "What?" I say blushing "What are your favorite flowers?"

I frown "Tulips" I say surprised "Why?" "Just to know" he shrugs.