This boy next to my room

49

June

I am awakened by a huge pressure literally blocking my breathing in my stomach. My mind is still a bit confused and for a moment my heart stops beating because of the shock, I'm not in my room?

No fool, you are on a cruise!

I slowly come to my senses as my eyes open slightly. I squint at the brightness of the room, it's daytime. Then I look down with my stomach to see an arm holding me, Connor's.

Did he really sleep on my bed ?

I remember what happened yesterday very well and honestly, it felt good to talk to him but even so, I'm still embarrassed about our fun time. We didn't actually fuck because there was no penetration but it felt like it. I made him cum and he made me wet so it's the same thing, isn't it?

I replay these memories in my head and sit up slowly so as not to wake him. I hear him growl but I prefer to ignore it and hurry to change.

I look at the time and it's barely eight in the morning. I got used to waking up too early because of the reformatory, but obviously here they let us sleep a little more.

As I put on a small jacket, a squeaky sound is heard behind me.

"Damn.." I hear. I turn toward Connor's husky morning voice.

"Hello?" I gasp not sure what to say.

"What time is it?"

"Uhm.. Eight o'clock."

He sighs in annoyance as he gets up from my bed. Okay we're back to usual Connor, he's definitely not the same as yesterday.

"Reassure me, you're not going to pretend like nothing happened?" I ask.

"I could ask you the exact same question." He retorts in a matter-of-fact manner.

"No I won't, and I hope you will too."

"Then neither I will. But right now, I have an extreme urge to pee." He said before hurrying out of the room.

...

With my fork in hand, I stare boredly at Lorena, a girl I would define as way too chatty and boring, talking about her upcoming manicure. Next to me, I can hear Kat's muffled laughter.

"No one listens to her, do you think she noticed ?" She whispers. I nudge her lightly with my elbow to tell her to shut up.

Instead, she bursts out laughing and the attention of the whole table is on her. I can't help but laugh back and now we look like two assholes.

At the end of breakfast, I get up along with everyone else to clear the table. Once it's done, I go to the terrace to observe the sea which is incredibly beautiful. It is sunny and windy, not too hot and not too cold and the sound of the seagulls is punctuated by the sound of the engine.

I approach the barrier and lean against it. My thoughts drift to my discussion yesterday with Connor and the fact that I told him about my family with impressive ease. I don't talk about this to anyone and I never thought I would be able to do it, especially with a boy I had only known for a few months and on top of that, I hated.

I gave him the opportunity to harm me without thinking too hard.

But he also gave me the opportunity to harm him by telling me his past.

Except that I would be unable to harm him.

Even if he harms me.

"Hey."