✓ 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐞

0.5 | shattered phone

It's the morning of day 3, and I'm woken up by the gentle touch of Noah. His fingers were trailing over my arms, around my neck, and down my torso to where my hips met my legs.

"Good morning," I croak, looking at him with half-lidded eyes.

"Good morning," He says back, watching his finger go around my body.

"What are you doing?"

He hums, "You're so beautiful."

I smile.

"Your arms are perfectly toned, and you have a nice skinny neck, and your stomach is flat. Your hips are boney, but I like them."

I stare at him, unaware of what to say. Was this like... an insult or...?

He was dragging his fingers along the joints of my body, where this bone met another bone.

"Do you want any coffee?" I ask him, "I can make some."

He groans, then rolls over me, wrapping his arms under my body, "Don't go yet. Stay with me longer."

I laugh, hitting his shoulder, "Is that a yes or no?"

"No. I hate coffee. I don't even have a machine."

"Oh, well you could have told me. Now I have no reason to get up."

"Good. Don't leave."

We were still very much naked, but it seems as if he didn't care. We go silent again, and as we do, I hear my phone ring from the living room.

"Noah. Nina's calling."

He groans.

"Get off," I whine with a laugh, "I have to answer her call."

He groans again, but rolls off to the side, allowing me to get out. As I sit up, I grab the comforter, wrapping it around my body before standing up. I leave him in the bed completely naked as I walk into the living room.

But the ringing wasn't from the living room, and It wasn't from the kitchen either. My phone was on the table, and it hadn't gotten any notifications since last night. I check around, finally finding the sound from a drawer in the kitchen. It was a small iPhone 8.

Kyle was printed at the top. This wasn't Noah's phone, this was someone else's.

The ringing stops as I pick up the phone.

"Did you answer it?"

I drop the phone, and it shatters as it hits the floor.

"Shit," I mumble.

"Oh and now you broke it," He laughs, "That wasn't very nice."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, you just startled me."

He wasn't wearing anything, he just stood there with his hands on his hips, tapping his foot. I tighten the blanket around me as he walks toward me, entering the kitchen then looking at the glass on the ground.

"Don't move or you'll cut yourself."

I stand still, watching as he bends over, scraping the pieces of the phone into his hand.

"I didn't really need it anymore anyways, so don't feel guilty."

I nod, looking down at him as he looks up at me. He then throws the glass into the trash then investigates his hand before he walks away.

"Stay there! I'm getting a broom."

I do as he says, and stay there until he comes back, he starts sweeping around my feet, bringing any leftovers into a pile in the middle of a white tile.

"Alright you may walk now, but be careful, I don't want glass getting in my blanket."

I nod, then step away and out of the kitchen onto the wood. Even though he said not to feel guilty, I could sense the tension in his movements and his voice. He was impatient.

"I should probably go anyways, I have a lot of errands I need to run today."

He hums, "Alright."

I purse my lips, then walk off back toward his room. I put the blanket back on the bed, smoothing it over before I grab my pants from the ground. My skirt and bra were still in the living room.

Before I walk back in there, I put on my skirt and underwear, then wrap an arm around my chest.

He was gone from the kitchen, so I assumed he was putting the broom back.

I grabbed the blouse and bra quickly, then headed back into his room. I put those on, then paid for an uber to pick me up.

Nina wasn't picking up her phone, so I decided to leave that alone for now. After 5 minutes, he came back into the room actually dressed this time. Just sweats though, no underwear. I could tell.

"Do you have a ride?"

I nod, smiling, "Yep. I got an uber."

"Perfect. Make sure it's not some rando okay?"

I laugh, "I'll be fine, but thank you."

"Just don't need you getting kidnapped you know? I'm already starting to get attached."

"Thank you for your concern, I appreciate it."

-

"Oh my god! How was it? Was it big? Tell me all about it!"

I cringe, "It was good. And I'm not telling you his dick size that's weird."

She rolls her eyes, "Boring, but continue"

"His house was nice. I don't really know where it is to be honest because we went there at night and I was slightly tipsy, but other than that, it was so luxurious. And he had like a whole room type thing for wine. Just for wine!"

She moans, "Ugh! So he's rich!"

I nod rapidly, "Fuck yeah."

"I can't believe you bagged someone hot and rich. Why can't it be me?"

"You fuck someone like every week! Shut up!"

We both laugh. It felt good talking to her like this, about something that I finally did. Usually, it was always me hyping her up about getting more dick. I'm starting to think she's had enough, but whatever. I don't care as long as she doesn't get pregnant.

"Okay well I'm going to go shower," I tell her.

"Yeah wash it all off, babe!"

"You are gross!" I laugh, pointing at her as I stand up.

I shake my head, laughing to myself as I walk off toward the bathroom.