Run To You

Chapter 33

"Avi!" Kirstie giggled, and stumbled over to me.
"What, babe?" I ask, concerned. She giggles some more and tips, but I catch her in my arms before she could hit the floor.
"I'm drunk as a sailor! Is that right?"
"C'mon, lets go to the hotel."
"No!" she pouted and sat on the floor. "I'm not going!"
"Looks like I'm going to carry you!"
"No!" she kicked and thrashed her arms, until she finally gave up. I threw her into the back seat, and buckled up. Kirstie grinned at me from the rear view mirror, and I laughed and rolled my eyes. I'm really not fond of her drinking, so I will have to talk to her about it. We get back to the hotel, and she pushes me onto the bed roughly. I guide her to the bathroom and throw in her pajamas. She comes out later, giggling, and I heave her onto the bed and fall asleep.

"Ow!" Kirstie yells, and sits up-right, hand to her forehead.
"Sorry, babe. You normally don't drink so heavily. What's up?"
"I don't even know, to be honest. I guess I just wanted to, you know, get drunk. You didn't take a sip."
"Yeah, you get all handsy when your wasted."
"Yeah."
"What do you wanna do today?"
"Honestly, just snuggle."
I place my hands on her petite waist and pull her close. I bury my face in her hair. She kisses my chest softly. I pull her so she is on top, and kiss her. She slithers her tongue across my bottom lip, and I happily allow her in. We make out, like the teenagers we are at heart, and her hands slip under my shirt. She lifts it off of me, and her fingers get caught in my black locks. I pull off her shirt and admire her smooth skin, cinched waist, the angle of her hips. Her lips meet mine once again, and I lift off her bra. I take all of her in. She fiddles with the waistband of my boxers.

"I love you," she whispers to me, her hot breath trickling across my bare chest. My hands trail up her smooth waist and down her hips.
"I love you too," I smirk at her. She closes her eyes and gives me a small, Mona Lisa smile.
"I feel empty. Usually one of the band members walks in at this time."
I laugh, and she chuckles slightly. "Are you drifting?"
"Yeah."
"Goodnight, beloved."
"Goodnight, sugar buns."

A/N
Hey! So quick story. One time I was in choir and it was hot, so this kid starts fanning me with the original music. I was like, "what are you doing?" and he said, "fanning the goddess of music". I'm an average looking person, so I usually don't get those types of comments, so that was flattering and a little weird at the same time. I didn't really know how to react. Just wanted you guys to know how socially awkward I am.
~Rachel🍓