Alone With Each Boy [Complete]

Gabriel

~Sang~

I was bored.

So bored.

Currently, I was sitting on Meanie's bed while he went to fetch us something to drink.

He was practically babysitting me.

Everyone else was on Academy business.

I thought it was going to be fun staying the night at Meanies, but so far, all we've done was homework, which Kota chastised us about before leaving me in Gabe's 'capable' hands.

We've done nothing else but homework.

Gabe and I were the only one's in his house, his family being gone for the weekend.

"Oy, trouble. Clear that pretty little head of yours. You look like shit with that face." My thoughts were interrupted by the one and only flamboyant Meanie.

I narrowed my eyes slightly. "That's the way to every girl's heart."

He sat next to me, his face suddenly serious. "What wrong trouble?"

"I'm bored," I whined out.

His face broke into a grand smile. "I can fix that."

I looked at him curiously. He dropped the bottles of water on the ground and picked me up bridal style. I squealed. "What are you doing?"

He chopped me. "Shush, be a good little girl."

I was giggling my head off. He dropped down, bringing me with him, onto the couch. My legs were sprawled across his lap. His arms wrapped around my shoulders, holding me close. I was flesh against his chest.

"We are going to watch t.v."

I sighed, "That's it?"

He smirked at me. "Just watch, I have something else in mind."

"Ooh, what?" I asked eagerly.

He chopped my thigh, "Shush."

I was excited, Gabriel had a creative mind, what could he possibly be planning?

My attention was brought to the t.v. A show was on. It was made up of a ton of mini clips of people doing silly things, or getting hurt. I couldn't help but laugh at some of the stupid stunts. Why were we watching this?

"Well," Gabe said. Wait, did I ask that out loud? "For one, I wanted to hear that dead gorgeous giggle. Secondly, you are never to repeat what you see."

"Do you honestly think I'd try the stunts?"

"You're trouble, so, yes."

The show had finished shortly after that. "What now?" I whined.

He chopped my thigh again. "Shush,"

In retaliation, my stomach growled. My eyes widened, and I looked at Gabe. He laughed. "Let's go get food."

We ate, watched t.v., played a game, and I was still bored.

I sighed in exasperation. "Gabe," I whined. "When are we going to do something fun?"

A mischievous glint overtook his eyes. "Alright trouble, let's have some fun."

I perked up. He slid my legs down, stood up, and walked over to a speaker by the t.v. I furrowed my brows. What's he doing?

He put a song in, and stalked back over to me. "M'lady, may I please have this dance?" His voice curled in a fancy accent. He offered me his hand. I giggled, dropping my hand into his warm one.

"Why of course," I said, taking up the fake accent. "It is my honor." I couldn't stop giggling. He smiled at me.

He pulled me up, and dragged me to the middle of the room. A classic rock song started to play. He grabbed my hand, and placed it on his shoulder. With his other hand he took up my on, intertwining our fingers. His free hand gripped my hip. We were close, very close. This felt, intimate.

I personally thought the song was too upbeat for ballroom dancing, but I didn't care. It made it all the more fun."Just relax." He whispered into my ear.

I knew I was smiling like crazy.

He lead me, and we moved around the room. His eyes were glinting, and he was smiling just as much as me.

Another song came on, and I didn't recognize it either. It was even more upbeat, a pop song.

Gabe grabbed my other hand. We danced, and he hummed along with the lyrics. He had a beautiful voice.

Meanie spun me, and my back was pressed to his chest. His chin plopped down onto the top of my head. I felt my cheeks radiating, my heart thundering. A tingling feeling overtook my senses. I couldn't dwell on it long, though.

He spun me back, but let go of one hand, and I spun away from him, still grasping onto his one hand. He looked at me, smiling brightly before tugging me back.

Everything passed in a blur, and my stomach did flips. Next thing I knew, I was tilted, Gabe holding me, and my hair feathering towards the ground. This was just like the romance novels I read, or the cute dancing scene in movies. My heart skipped a beat.

Something different was in his eyes. It stole my breath away. Meanie gently pulled me back up, and he looked flustered, his cheeks slightly tinted.

I was breathing deeply. So was Gabriel. Our breathes mixed in the space between us.

His hands moved to around my waist, and on instinct, I dropped my arms around his neck. I was flush up against his chest.

A new song came on, a slower tempo one, one I recognized.

Gabe swayed us back and forth. I hummed along with the words, resting my head on Gabriel's chest. My eyes fluttered shut.

I mumbled out the words, "Come on get higher, loosen my lips, faith and desire, and the swing of your hips. Just pull me down hard, and drown me in love."

I lifted my head, my eyes widening as I realized just how intimate this song was, especially in our circumstance. My cheeks were tinted. Gabriel stared at me, his eyes luring mine.

I was breathless. The same feeling from earlier returned. I was tingling all over.

Gabriel's crystal eyes were captivating. I mumbled the words softly, part of my brain following along with the song. "Come on get higher, loosen my lips, faith and desire, and the swing of your hips. Just pull me down hard, and drown me in love."

My heart was speeding. It was so loud in my ears. Could he hear it? Could he feel it?

My mind blanked, and I tried to drop my gaze to look away. My eyes landed on his lips.

I raised my eyes to look back at him. His eyes dropped to my lips. My tongue darted out to moisten my lips. It was getting increasingly hard to swallow.

He looked me in the eyes. A longing I'd never seen before was there, begging for something.

Just do it already. I begged.

I couldn't stand it any longer.

Gabe pressed his forehead to mine. "Damnit Trouble. Tell me to stop, please." He begged.

"Do you really want to stop?" I whispered.

He grunted. "Fuck no."

"Then why stop?" I asked simply.

It sounded like he whimpered. "Sang... I, I can't."

He started to pull away. I held tightly around his neck. "But I can."

With that, I push upwards, and crashed my lips to his.

Hesitantly, I pulled back. Did I just kiss him?

Desire swarmed his eyes. He looked shocked, his lips slightly parted. His eyes slammed shut as he crashed his lips to mine, hungry, passionately.

It was real, just like how books said, I felt fireworks, and my toes curled.

This was real

This definitely was fun.