I Guess He Hates Me(COMPLETE)

Chapter 6

So I hit 100 reads over night, which was my goal! Next goal is to hit 500 xD

I don't have much to say for this Authors note, although I did finally come up with who I want to play Carson. I'm not going to post it just yet though because I know personally for me when I'm reading a story I already have an image in my head of how I want the guy to look so when I finally see a picture it ruins things for me.

Thanks - Tots

I woke up, glancing over at the clock. 2:03 AM. The room was dark and my bed was warmer than usual so I snuggled back into my pillows, and the warmth, trying to fall back asleep. I lifted my head, peaking over to find a sleeping Carson. He laid on his stomach, an arm draped over my stomach, his head turn so that he was facing me and his lips parted slightly as he slept. He looked so peaceful I debated with myself whether or not I should just let him keep sleeping. Deciding against it, I reached over and poked his shoulder.

"Carson, wake up." Poke.

"You need to go." Poke.

He swatted at my hand like a cat, grumbling incoherently, and tighter his hold on me, scooting closer and burying his face into my shoulder. I let out a frustrated sigh.

"I really don't want to explain this to my mother."

"Well I can't exactly leave so easily can I?" He snapped at me. Woo, grumpy Carson. He looked up narrowing his eyes at me, not bothering to release his grip on me despite the fact that he was being rude. "Your mother didn't get home till about an hour ago, and she has a guest."

"Wait, what?"

"I tried to leave already and they almost saw me." He said, disgusted. "Therefore, I'm staying."

"What were they doing....." I hesitantly asked.

"I could show you." His voice was suddenly dangerously low and his eyes darkened. Within a second he was Hovering over me, elbows resting on the side of my head. My heart sped up. He leaned down and began pressing soft kisses onto my jaw and the base of my neck, his hands suddenly grasping my thighs and pulling my legs around him, grinding himself into me. I left out a gasp in surprise, a wanting need pooling in my belly.

My breath caught in my throat. "O-okay I get it. You can s-stop."

"But do you really want me to." He whispered against my skin.

"yes p-please." He threw back his head and let out a low laugh at my words. He released his grip on my legs and returned to his original sleeping position, chuckling at how I had been effected.

"All you have to do is ask, baby, and I can finish what I started." He said with a wink as he cuddled into me. I had yet to figure out the mystery that was Carson Knightly. It seemed as if his favorite pastime involved messing around with my emotions. I turned over on my side, facing away from him as he spooned me from behind, burying his face in my shoulder. He confused me to no end. The guy hated me, yet here he was trying to cuddle with me.

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When I woke again that Saturday morning, the clock read 9:46. I found myself disappointed that Carson was missing from my bed but I didn't put too much thought into it as I got up and begun to get ready for the day. After a shower, I slipped on a pair of black high waisted, loose cotton shorts, a striped halter crop, and my black braided Greek sandals. I put on a floppy hat and my ray bans before grabbing my fringe YSL cross body and departing the apartment. The weather was perfect and I had begun to desperately want to go to the beach. I hadn't been to the Hampton's, so I quickly pulled on my iPhone and called Lily.

"Lucy! What's up beautiful?" Her quirky voice rang through my ears.

"Do you want to head to the Hampton's for the weekend? I haven't been yet."

"what a FABULOUS IDEA. LET ME CALL THE WHOLE SQUAD. Meet me at my place." I flinched at the sudden squealing and her weird use of American slang.

I quickly purchased a bikini from the first store I saw, not wanting to turn back to go get one and headed to Lily's. When I arrived it seemed as if she really had 'called the whole squad.'

Keeley was applying lip gloss, already in her forest green bikini, with a white see through cover up dress on top. She didn't bother to look up to greet me, just mumbling a cool "hey."

Liam and Carson were leaning against the wall, talking about something boy like and stupid probably. Liam looked at me with a smile. With a terrible impression of my accent "hey Lucy, G'day mate."

Carson didn't hesitate to smack the back of his head. "You sound like a fucking idiot."

Before long we all headed to the Hampton's. I ended up seated between Keeley and Carson, who didn't seem to want to talk to me at all that morning. I guess it had something to do with him spending the night with me?