This boy next to my room

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June

Going on a cruise?

Yes.

Get in the same room with Connor?

No.

He refuses to forget that bathroom stray and it pisses me off, he's going to get me drunk on it for a long time to come I know. I would never let myself get carried away like that with him again, it was dangerous.

And here I am staring at him from the bed next to his. He opens his suitcase.

I'm in a state of confusion.

"Would you stop staring at me like that ? Not that I mind, but it's a little creepy." He says suddenly as he pulls out his stuff.

"Because of my grinch eyes right ?" I sigh as I slump down on my bed.

A silence follows, I was expecting him to laugh or even worse; to criticize me even more, but he doesn't do any of that.

I glanced at him and from the look on his face, I could almost believe he was feeling guilty.

Connor guilt? Haha.

"What, did you lose your tongue ?" I quipped.

"Would you rather I told you again how ugly your eyes are?" He replies dryly.

Ouch.

"I don't care what you think about my eye color Connor, your words have no effect on me."

He stops all movements and straightens up to look at me better, I swallow. I already know what he's going to say, I'm not a good liar and I think he noticed.

"My words have no effect on you ? Stop it, June. You get offended by every single thing I say."

"Yeah well anyway, your opinion doesn't matter to me anymore since Tyler told me otherwise about my eye color. I'd rather listen to him."

He laughs.

"What? Does it hurt your ego to know that someone actually likes my green's eyes color ? No because get over it, I don't need your validation."

"You know why I hate you so much June?" He sighs still having his hateful gaze inked in mine. "I hate you because you constantly lie to yourself by saying things that are completely opposite of what you really think."

"Nonsense."

"Why do you want to forget our kiss ?"

"The reason is clear though, I don't want to ruin my chances with Tyler. I already told you that."

"And once again you're lying. Just say it's because you're afraid of how you felt."

I prefer to keep my mouth shut. Not because he's not completely wrong, but rather because I'm troubled by the way he's so perceptive about me.

Minutes pass and I still don't move. The silence of this room was heavy at first but as the seconds pass, it becomes soothing. It's nice not to have to argue with him anymore.

I don't know what time it is but I already know that I don't want to leave this room. I didn't get all my sleep last night and I'm dead tired.

I'm so exhausted that I'm even forgetting the problematic presence of my roommate.

"Don't fall asleep, we have to meet the others in ten minutes." His husky voice brings me back to earth. He's good at disturbing everything in me, even my fucking sleep.

I get up with a grunt of displeasure without forgetting to give him a black look. He offers me a sly smile as an answer and also gets up.

"I should ask to change rooms." I say as I walk towards my not yet empty suitcase.

"Oh yeah ? Well, go ahead and enjoy yourself, but don't complain if you fall into the room of a sex-starved man."

"The only sex starved person here is you." I replied as I put my clothes away.

"Starved of you, I correct." He teases. The next second, I take a t-shirt out of my suitcase and throw it at him. His stupidity pisses me off to no end. He laughs as he pulls the suit off his face and I can't help but laugh too.

No sooner do I look down than a cloth hits my face. I pull it away and I realize pretty quickly that he just threw the shirt back at me.

Does he want to play that?
Okay, let's play.

"You should never have done that." I say as I throw it back with much more force, following that he continues with pillows and other clothes. That does not stop any more, our laughter resounds thoroughly in the room. I even forget the fact that we have to join the others.

During this little moment of childish pleasure, I leave my resentment aside.

As he continues to throw things in my face, I approach, shielding myself with my pillow from him. I already know what I'm going to do to win this game.

When I arrive in front of him, I cover his face with my shield and by reflex, he lies down on the ground, I lower myself with the cushion on his face and put all my strength on it in order to choke him.

I'm really able to kill him.

"Bitch." I hear him whisper. He struggles with his arms but can't do it, I feel like my vocal cords are going to break so much I'm laughing.

But this part of fun stops when suddenly, in a clumsy gesture, his hand violently hits my face making me recoil in pain.

He accidentally hit me in the eye and it hurt like hell.

"Oh fuck, are you okay June ?" He says in a slightly concerned tone. I just nod my head as I feel him approach me.

My hand flares up as he places his on it. Slowly, he removes it from my face, when it's done, he places it on my cheek then with these fingers, he caresses my eyelid currently closed.

His contact gives me the same sensation as all the other times, my skin tingles and undergoes a violent electric discharge.

I can even feel his breath touching it, the tension is high.

"It's okay." I say uncomfortably.

However just as I thought he was going to go back and break our electric bubble, his second hand starts to slide down my sides until it reaches the bottom of my breasts.