Chemistry Of Lust

CHAPTER 9

*EDWARD'S POV*

Last night all I could think about was her, specifically the evening well spent with her. Now, it's not just about sex, she just pushes all these buttons in me which makes me excited, curious, angry and demanding at the same time, which is impressive. I hope she and I have something in the future and not just sex.

I am really sleepy but I have soccer practice so I really have to leave. So, coffee will have to work. I don't feel like showering as I still smell of her. So, I decide to not shower just yet and take one after the practice. Soccer will help me clear up my brain which is constantly having not so decent thoughts about Charlotte.

I reach the pitch just in time as the whole team gathers up. "Look, who's here." Says the goalkeeper of my team. I flash a smile at my teammates as they hoot hysterically. I raise both hands and they all scream louder, "Captain's here!!" "Yes I am." I say as I put on my studs.

They all overreacted to my arrival because the season's about to start and from today starts the final training in which we will be practicing against our own school members but not of our grade, they are the professional seniors who have already got admission in the best of all schools, concerning soccer.

 We stretch a little before playing and there is no definite planning on how to play because our tactic has always been the same; "Rough and tough team win all the games." And suddenly this reminds me of mine and Charlotte's conversation. Oh hell no, right now she is the last thing I want to think about because if I think about her, it will distract me ruining my game which can't happen, especially today. I have to control myself.

I somehow get through the whole game without thinking about Charlotte but the game was shitty and we lost terribly. I couldn't concentrate. My anger gets the best off me and I stomp off to the locker room, get out of my sweaty clothes, hopping into a cold shower. I let the cold water wash away the sweat and her intoxicating yet sweet scent.

I get out of the shower about 20 minutes later and I really want to text her but I can't. She doesn't know it but she blocked me. So, I will have to somehow get throughout the day without her smart mouth. I would go to her place unannounced but she probably wants to spend time with that stupid Derek or whatever. I don't hate him but I absolutely don't like him.

*CHARLOTTE'S POV*

After coffee, we decide to have few hours to ourselves to have shower and get ready before meeting downstairs to decide what to do for the rest of the day. I put on a dark green crop top with black pencil skirt and a pair of black boots. My look topped with a little bit of makeup. When I head downstairs, Derek is already there, on his phone sitting on the couch.

He turns towards me and goes, "Woah, you look nice." "Thank you." I say as I reach to where he is now standing with his hands in his back pockets. 

"You don't so bad yourself, blondie." I say as I eye him. He is wearing a light blue T-shirt the same color as his eyes matched with black jeans, his Tee reads 'Mr. Sexy'.

 "I will take that as a compliment." He said. 

"You should, and I agree with your T-shirt no matter how narcissist it looks." I wink. 

Derek laughs, "Now, let's go before we end up on the bed. It's already 12:30." This renders me speechless so I just nod in response because I knew that he didn't mean it in the decent sleeping way.

Derek leads me to a very luxurious looking red car, which I am pretty sure is a sports car. "Did you rent this?!"

 "Well, my friend owns it so; I borrowed it from him for today." "Impressive." I say as I glide my hand at its door. I open the door to sit in the passenger seat just as Derek got in the driver's seat beside me. He starts the car and soon the speed is blaring.