Y/N - 19 Years Old
My knock echoed in my ears and I held my breath, only releasing it when I heard his "yeah?"
I turned the knob and walked in, he was on his bed scrolling through his phone shirtless. 'Goddamn it' I thought as I lazily ran my eyes down his body. When I reached his face, his face was emotionless but his eyes danced with amusement, "Are you just going to stare at me?" he asked.
"I thought about it" I sounded oddly breathless, I blamed it on the run.
His lips twitched and he sat up. "What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I wanted to talk to you" I tried my hardest to keep my eyes on his but I was struggling. "Can you at least put on a shirt?" I said exasperated.
"What did you want to talk about?" he completely disregarded my shirt question. He leaned back on his arms, stretching out his torso getting comfortable, 'damn him'.
My eyes dropped to his abs and I subconsciously licked my lips before snapping my eyes to his and clearing my throat. "About what I said on Friday."
"Ahh. She does remember." he drawled.
I winced, "I'm so so sorry, I was so drunk and it's no excuse but I just feel really shitty about it.."
He stared at me, I was losing my nerve. "Say something" I whispered.
"Did you mean it?"
I responded softly, "Some of it.. I meant the part about forgiving you but not about needing space"
"And about you wanting to fuck me?" he asked bluntly.
My cheeks burned and I froze, I steeled my nerves and slowly looked down his body again. When I locked eyes with him, his were blazing. "Answer me" he demanded.
"Yes. I meant it" I answered honestly, breathlessly.
"Do you still love me?" his voice hoarse like it physically pained him to ask, worry seeped through like he was afraid of my answer. My walls crumbled at his feet.
"Yes" my voice clear, "Do you still love me?" I couldn't keep the nerves out of my voice.
"I never stopped."
He stood up and slowly made his way towards me until we were toe to toe, "Say it."
His hands came up to hold my face, "Please, I need you to say it first this time.." he whispered.
"I love you" I whispered back, watching his eyes close like he was savoring my words.
He opened his eyes and rested his forehead against mines, he exhaled choppily. "And I love you." I tilted my head up to kiss him when he stopped my movements, my face portrayed my confusion.
"If you kiss me, that's it y/n. We'd be together. We're not screwing around. We're not testing things out. We're not only friends. I can't have you halfway, I need you to be okay with the fact that you'd be mines again. Tell me you understand because once I have your lips again baby, no one else will have them."
A shiver racked my body and my thighs clenched. "I understand." A second passed, then two and his lips were on mines in a punishing kiss. A kiss filled with regret, longing, love. It was fucking perfect.
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