The Unexpected

I'm Back Bitches!

 I spent the next 2 nights at Christians. We mostly cuddled, laughed, wrestled, and kissed. I have school and Christian has work tomorrow. I don't want to leave but I have to. Christian walks me out to my car and I put my things in it. I turn and face Christian who is looking at the ground. "Hey, what's wrong?" I say, lifting his head so he's looking at me. "I don't want you to leave. I want to spend forever with you." Christian says, running his fingers through his brown hair. I laugh sadly. "You have work and I have work and school. We can still spend time together but we have to do our jobs." Christian nods. I lean in and kiss him slowly, my fingers pulling his face closer to mine by his chin. We pull away and I get in, Christian closing my door after I'm in. I look up at him and he smiles. "I'll text you later. Okay?" "Yeah. I love you." "Love you too." Christian says, smiling at me. He kisses me one last time and I pull out of his long driveway and head home. I don't have class till 9 and it's only 7. When I get back to the apartment, Kris is asleep. I tiptoe to my room and get dressed in different clothes. I feel my phone vibrate in my back pocket. It's Christian.

Chris- Hey, it's later. :) ❤️

Xena- I noticed. I lub you. :) ❤️

Chris- Lub you too :*

Xena- I have to go but I love you.

Chris- Love you too Xena. ❤️

I smile at his cheesiness. (Yes that's a word). I put my phone back in my pocket and finish getting ready. I hear someone walking towards my room and turn and see Kris with serious bed-head. I laugh at her and she glares. "So how was he in bed?" "What? Kris come on, really?" "I'm wondering since you stayed there for 3 friggin days. Also, never texted to say you were alive!" I laugh at her dramatics. "I was fine. We didn't go that far. We cuddled but never went further. He knows about my dad. He promised to wait and never force me. He's not what he seems. He's nicer and so much more gentle than in interviews you know." Kris smiles warmly. "Okay then, I trust you judgement but let him know that if he does anything you don't want, I'll cut off his manhood. Serious." I laugh and Kris does too. She walks out and I grab my camera and my school bag. We both hop in the car, stop by the coffee shop and then head to the university. We go our own ways and I feel my phone buzz as I go to my first class. I pull it out and Christian texted me again.

Chris- Can you tell me why your friend is sending threatening emails? :(

Xena- Persistent. Protective. She is looking out for me. Don't worry. I talked to her about how careful you were. ;)

Chris- What's this about my manhood? :/

Xena- If you do anything I don't want, she'll cut it off. :0

Chris- *gasp* I would never :'0

Xena- I know. I told her. She's serious but then she's not. Don't worry. :) 

Chris- Good. I was kinda scared. :)

Xena- Well, I have to go. Class. Bye. Lub ya. ;) ❤️

Chris- Lub ya. :-) ❤️

I put my phone away and smile. I sit down in the back of the class and pull out my stuff. Business 101. Eh. I feel someone put their hand on my shoulder and turn and see my friend Eric. He's really nice. I think he has something for me but I'm kinda taken. He sits next to me, a small smile on his face. "What? No witty remark today?" "Not in the mood." "What's wrong?" "Okay, I know you know I like you and I was reading some online article yesterday and this came up." He showed me his tablet. It was a picture of me pulling out of Christians driveway but you could see me completely. Someone identified me and now I'm his "mistress". "Shit." "So what do you have going on with mister big time CEO?" "None of your business. None of the press' business either." I say quietly. Eric shakes his head. I scoff and face forwards just as the professor walks in. After a grueling hour and a half of Eric's obvious annoying sighs and a droning professor, class ended. I stand and walk away, grumbling to myself. Eric follows me for some reason and he audibly sighs. I turn around and glare at him. "What?! Why the hell are you following me?" "I'm sorry. I was just going to ask if we could talk." "Talk about what? If I'm dating him, if I like him, if I like you?" I snap at him. He steps back a little before responding. "I'm sorry, I've heard he isn't a nice guy, I've heard that he doesn't treat women's right. I'm just worried for your sake. He's a womanizer." "For my sake? You know what?! It doesn't matter what you HEARD! Unless you know him personally you have no fucking right to judge him! He's amazing, nice, and treats all women nicely! Even the ones that hate him! So shut the hell up unless you know, alright?!" I'm screaming.