Tell Me The Truth -H.S. AU

H- 46

"Next time you go to the doctor, can you make sure your girl didn't steal your car?" Niall complains from the drivers seat of mum's SUV. "I hate being seen in this mum mobile, since your crippled ass can't get into my truck."

"You'll be fine, you whiner." I roll my eyes at him.

I lean my head against the cool glass of the window and close my eyes. I just want to be home so that I can call Violet.

This has been the longest week of my life without her. I let her know what time my appointment would be over, but she said that she had to work this weekend to make up for the time she was off with me. I'm disappointed, but I understand. I just miss her so much.

I'm stoked that I get to go back to work on Monday. I've been going crazy in the house. If I didn't work such a physical job, I could've gone back sooner, but the doctor was afraid it would bust my stitches if I moved around too much.

One of the worst moments of my life was my mum making me tell Dr. Stewart that I had already done that, when she had me go in to get checked out after she stitched me up. Judging by the look on his face, I don't think he was surprised.

I got cleared to go back to work though, despite my fuck up, and he cleared me for other things too. Sounds like I'll have to wait a few more days though, since Vi is so busy this weekend.

"Wake up." I feel Niall nudge my arm and lift my head off the window to look at him, annoyed. "We're home."

"Thanks, mate." I mumble and open the door, stepping out onto the pavement before he drives back around to park my mum's car at the front of the house.

I dig my keys out of my pocket and walk up the front steps and unlock my door, barely cracking it, before I'm immediately hit with a familiar scent. Vanilla mixed with a floral essence, Violet's perfume, making my house smell like heaven and my stomach flips.

I push the door open all the way and find Violet sitting on my bed, smiling at me. I smile brightly back at her and rake my eyes down her body. She's sitting with her legs crossed at the end of my bed with one of my flannels wrapped around her tightly. Her hair is perfectly swept over her shoulder. She looks like a fucking dream.

"You lied to me." I point an accusing finger at her and she giggles nervously.

"I wanted to surprise you." She shrugs innocently and pouts her bottom lip out at me.

"Hmm." I hum and shut the door behind me, locking it, and take quick steps across the room toward her.

She stands up from the bed and drops her arms, allowing the flannel to fall open at her sides, revealing what she's wearing underneath.

"Holy shit." I mumble, losing my breath for a moment. She looks incredible in a matching black lace lingerie set. "You got this for me?"

"You like it?" She asks, seeming a little shy.

I run my hands underneath the flannel and over her shoulders, sliding the material down her arms. It drops to the floor and pools at our feet. I take her hand and lift it above her head as she spins slowly, letting me take in every piece of the ensemble she bought for me.

She looks phenomenal. Her tanned skin looks so smooth and soft. The lace hugs every part of her perfectly and I inhale sharply watching her ass jiggle when she turns to show me. I'm fucking hard already.

Once she's facing me again, I drop her hand and let my fingers trail over the lace garters on her thighs, smiling to myself when goosebumps rise in my wake. I slide my hands around the back of her thighs and grip her ass roughly as she gasps, arching her back into me. I pick her up suddenly, earning a surprised squeal, and she wraps her legs around my hips.