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62. Enzo St. John | It Meant Something To Me

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Will you write a one shot about hooking up with Enzo one night just cause. You regret it after cause you are not sure if he likes you in that way, not sure if it meant anything to him and you're scared to tell him how you feel so he ends up getting you to admit it just by simple subtle touches. -you can decide if enzo feels the same or not.

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 hooking up

"dont say you haven't waited for this all your miserable life." I say, in the moment as his lips touch mine, then my jaw, my neck, going down slowly.

"god you're just so perfect aren't you" he growls at the sight of my body, making me blush.

the next day

Walking out into my lounge I find multiple different supernatural beings in my living room.

Rubbing my eyes to see if I was daydreaming, the bodies remained.

"y/n" Enzo smiled turning back around, my heart drops remembering what happened last night and how he immediately left last night after what happened.

"Lorenzo" I clear my throat stepping past everyone to go to the kitchen.

My heart still sat in the pits of my body, what if last night meant nothing to him? that's why he's happier than usual. I mean he was sitting next to Bonnie, everyone said that he adored her. Maybe I was just a distraction for him to gorget her for a night.

I mean she did yell at him yesterday and now they are ok.

I should have told him last night before it all escalated further, prevent myself from feeling something more for him, something that wasn't strictly friend related.

Rummaging through my fridge trying to find something to take my mind off of Enzo and the supernatural sleep over that happened at my house all I found was Rum, Rum that wasn't mine or anyone in my living rooms.

"Hey." A voice stops me from causing a mess in my fridge, spinning around to see Enzo with a giant smile on his face "Oh, Hi." I clear my throat slamming the fridge going straight to the pantry.

I regret it, I shouldn't have had sex with him. I mean I regret it but I dont.

What if he doesn't actually like Bonnie, they do get along really well.

He walks up to me, sliding his hand across my hip to get into the pantry next to me, reaching for the box of cereal above my head. Looking down at me in the process.

After grabbing the cereal he leaves the pantry, grabbing my hips to squeeze past me.

"why do you keep touching me, there is plenty of room." I say to him "you're acting like you don't like it when I touch you love. you enjoyed it last night." he says in a smug tone "don't act too cocky st john, bonnie might hear you" I roll my eyes.

"so thats what this is about" he laughs pouring the milk into his bowl of cereal "what?" I say leaning against the countertop "you're jealous, upset even." he says putting a spoonful of cereal in his mouth, I shake my head denying any claims that he has against me "no, you're wrong." I smile to him.

"then what is it, I know something has gotten to you and I know it's got something to do with me?" he says with his mouth full "you know what, yeah it is, what's with the touching, when i walk into my living room you're all snuggled up with bonnie yet last night you called me a goddess. Explain Enzo." I fold my arms going serious and he shrugs.

"Well you're a bundle of surprises." he chuckles "I'm serious Enzo, I like you, more than most people. I don't just have sex with people because they ask." my tone was serious, trying to indicate the mood of the conversation.

He walks over to me placing his hands on my arms "Relax, Y/n. I like you too. You think I'm some male slut?" he says jokingly "yes, i do." I say with a straight face. "Well ease up love, i like you too." he mumbles going back to his cereal "sounds convincing." I mumble sarcastically.

"you better like me because last night meant something to me, and I won't let you ruin that for me so you basically HAVE to like me." folding my arms once more "I HAVE to?" he questions me "you HAVE to" I say before walking off.