Hurts

Chapter 9

"Hey, curls."

"Ads. Come in, the guys just left.", he smiled.

It was quite big with a spacious living room and dark floors and furniture, the walls painted in a dark grey. The kitchen a black and shiny with wooden highlights.

"Wow, this looks expensive."

"Shared with 5 people it's okay. You can check out my room until the food is ready.", he unlocked the door.

"It's locked?"

"Privacy."

It was small but cosy, white walls and many posters and pictures, some clothes on the chair and a big wardrobe on one side, fairy lights in almost every corner, also pictures on them.

"Nice room."

"Thanks, also a reason why it's locked, fairy lights are not 'cool'."

"But romantic."

"Yeah..let's eat, I made pasta."

"Oh, I love pasta."

"Who doesn't?"

We sat at the table and ate in silence, it was pretty good, not perfect but good, from time to time I met his eyes, making him smile.

When we were finished, we put the dishes away and sat on the sofa, he started the movie and placed his head on my shoulder, holding my hand, I laid my free arm around him, resting my hand on his waist.

"I think we should get snacks. Drink?", he stood up making popcorn.

"Sure."

He sat down and started another movie.

"Can you do this?", I asked and threw a popcorn up in the air, catching it with my mouth.

"Of course.", he tried and failed.

"I see.", laughed trying it with two, also failing.

"Ha!"

"Shut up you can't even do one!", I slapped his arm.

"Make me.", he cheekily grinned.

"With pleasure.", I kissed him, moving closer.

He put his hand on my thigh, squeezing it a bit, I put mine in the back pocket of his jeans, making him hold his breath.

He pulled me on his lap, his hands on my hips, my hands behind his head, not breaking the kiss, I kissed his neck and tried to open his pants.

"Wait, stop, please."

"What's wrong?"

"I....erm..well..I.....never did that before.", he lowered his head and got red.

"How did the coolest person I know never sleep with someone?"

"I.....don't know.", he blushed.

"But you kissed someone before, right?"

"No.", he blushed even more.

"Do you want to change that too?", but he just answered with a kiss.

"Let's go to my room.", he whispered.

He pushed me inside and locked the door, he turned around and kissed me, taking my shirt off, I decided to tease him a bit and just slid my hands under his shirt, tracing my fingers up and down his lower back, before I pulled it over his head.

He let himself fall on the bed, pulling me down with him, I sat on his legs and opened his zipper, taking off his pants shortly after.

I took mine off too and started kissing his neck, moving my hands down to his boxers, I slid my hands in before I pushed them down, and threw them on the floor.

A few moments later he winced when I started, grabbing the pillow, breathing heavily. I gently touched him before we both finished shortly after each other.

For once he snuggled up in my arms, his head on my chest, his curly hair tickling my face, holding my hand. He relaxed and his breathing slowed down to normal again. Soon we fell asleep, cuddling.

I woke up to an empty bed, stretching and rubbing my eyes.

"Morning.", he said leaning in the door frame, just wearing boxers, brushing his teeth.

"Morning.", I yawned back.

"How did you sleep?"

"Fantastic. Are we alone?"

"No, one came back half an hour ago, he's hungover in his room."

"Oh, maybe I should go then."

"Yeah, maybe it's better."

"Okay then.", I tried to kiss him.

"Wait! Toothpaste.", he spat it into the bathroom sink, while I got dressed.

"Now.", he kissed me.

I smiled on my way home, I was happy, I couldn't even hide it from my parents.

"Hey, did you have fun?", my mom asked.

"Yeah."

"What did you do?"

"Well, he cooked, we watched movies, ate popcorn and went to bed later."

"I hope you were careful."

"Mom?"

"You're young don't think I would believe you if you told me you went to bed early."

"Mom! No! We just cuddled."

"Sure, honey."

I thought we were happy now, after what happened, but then Monday arrived.