𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬

14- "It's no longer safe."

Welcome to chapter 14 I hope you enjoy it!
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I wake up, and I stare at the ceiling, feeling nauseous. Welp, all I can do is recover now. It's late. I thought getting a good night rest would do me good considering I'm practically sick now. But the symptoms are so bad that it woke me out of my sleep.

Its 4:50am.

Maybe I should find something to drink. I get out of bed and trudge to my door. I open the door and go downstairs to the kitchen, I look inside the fridge and see an unopened bottle of water before drinking it. I feel arms wrap around me, and I flinch.

"Relax. It's just me." Elliott spoke in a sleepy tone. "Oh.." I put the water bottle down. "Why are you up so early? You should be resting." Elliott inquires. "I can't sleep." I mention. "You?" I turn around. "Same reason." Elliott answers, backing away so we have space between us.

"I'm hungry." I look at him. "Well then, I'll order take out." Elliott takes out his phone. "What restaurant is open right now?" I fix my face confusingly. "This one." He points to his phone. "What do you want to order?" Elliott questions. I look through the menu on his phone for a moment, then answer, "Frittata." I told him.

Elliott adds that to the order and then pressed deliver. "Well now we just wait." Elliott states. Now since we are alone, maybe it's time to try again. I move boldly closer to him, trying not to be shy and he looks at me.

Did he not want to do this..? Maybe I shouldn't.

I still have not a clue if he likes me back. I step away from him and now we have space between us again. Elliot sighed, sounding frustrated, he started moving towards me and I moved back. Once my back hits the back of the counter, he pins his hand above my head.

Is this really about to happen?

My heart speeds up my pumping and adrenaline flows in my body. "Why do you always do something and don't finish it?" Elliott frowns. "You pulled away last time." I reason. Elliott's hazel eyes darken. My eyes drop to his growing dick through his sweat pants and I blush. Elliot lifts my chin so I'm looking at him before we both simultaneously kiss eachother.

After a minute, we pull away. I can't believe we seriously just did that. His lips were warm and soft. I was dazed. I wanted more of him and his lips.

I kiss him again. He kisses back as I wrap my arms around his neck and we began full on making out. Elliot bit down on my bottom lip, asking for permission, and I open my mouth as I feel his tongue invading mine. Continuing to tongue fight, Elliott grabs my neck with his dominant hand.

We were kissing like it was our last. Like we were both waiting for this. If it wasn't for Elliot speaking up, we probably wouldn't be kissing right now. Kissing so passionately, I could hear the doorbell ringing, and I think Elliot heard it too because he stopped and then rolled his eyes.

"Our food is here." Elliott huffs. "I'll be back." Elliott leaves, and I watch him go answer the door before getting our food from the delivery person. Elliot walked back to the kitchen then set our breakfast down. I go to dig in the bag, and I hear Elliott, "Actually. We can eat later."

Elliott pulled me by my waist, and my eyes widened, but in a blink, Elliott started kissing me more and more viciously. I reciprocated the force back but with passion.

I needed this.
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I was on my way driving home from Mr. Emerson's best friend's party along with the gang. Pissed off enough, apparently my daughter has been poisoned by the drinks there. Maybe Elliot was right. I'm starting to reconsider her fitting in the gang.