Don't Let Daddy Know (Martin Garrix fanfiction)

Fourteen

Chloé's POV:

When I felt his soft warm lips connecting with mine, I couldn't resist a small moan that escaped from my mouth. This kiss was the first one I experienced with my full consciousness on since I didn't remember much from that night at the club.

Martin's left hand still rested on my cheek, cupping my face whereas he put his right one on my hip, pushing my body closer to him.

My brain was almost frozen, I wasn't able to think twice of what we were actually doing. All I could make out was this breathtaking kiss, teleporting me into a place that felt safe and carefree as his tongue brushed mine and left a tingling feeling inside of my stomach.

This is exactly what I need.

I didn't know how long this passionate kiss endured, but after a while Martin released from my lips, much to my disappointment but I shoved this thought beside as he wrapped his arms around my tiny upper body, his strong grip felt unbelievably great and made me feel safe.

Shocked by his behavior, I heard him whispering in my ear: "I'm here for you, Chloé."

Martin's lips brushed my ear before he moved his head down until I could feel him peppering soft kisses on my neck.

"Martin.", I pushed him away which fortunately succeeded because he obviously didn't see that coming.

He sat few inches away from, a confused look an his face as he tilted his head the way he did the first day I visited his apartment that made him look way too cute.

God, I can't concentrate while looking at him being like this.

"What?", he asked, his lips were red and even a bit swollen from our kiss.

Thinking of that, my stomach began to turn around itself.

Pull yourself together, Chloé!

"What are we?", I asked shyly.

"Humans."

"Martin, I'm serious.", I grumbled as I saw a smile on his face.

"Me too.", Martin stated bluntly and started to jiggle his legs, the smile still prominent on his face.

Can he not sit still for a minute at least?

"I mean are we friends?", I unconsciously started to play with my fingers again. Then I added quietly and I was pretty sure he wouldn't hear it anyways: "Or more?"

Martin's face expression immediately changed completely, his eyebrows furrowed and relaxed again, and he opened his mouth but closed it after a second.

"You're right.", Martin whispered as he looked down at his hands in his lap. "I'm sorry."

I sighed, not able to think of what to reply.

"Let's be friends. I think we both have enough problems.", with that Martin stood up from the couch, stretching his arms up in the air while his shirt lifted up and made his incredibly defined v-line and his lower abs visible.

Dutch parents definitely do something right.

"So Chloé", Martin said while walking into the kitchen, "do you want to talk about what happened?"

His sudden question made me shudder. My thoughts moved back to my parents, my crying mum and yelling dad and the sudden burst out from my mother:

We're going to get divorced.

"Chloé?"

I looked up to see Martin standing behind the kitchen counter, his arms rested on it.

"I prefer not to talk about it.", I muttered and followed him into the kitchen, stopping right next to the refrigerator.

"It's fine." His smile seemed genuine for once, it wasn't his usual sexy smirk that he used for girls. "You know, sometimes we're not that different from each other."

"Why do you think so?", I asked, glad that Martin didn't force me to talk about the current situation in my family.

"I hate talking about stuff I rather forget." All of a sudden he became sad and seemed to think of how to change the topic as he smiled again and asked me: "Do you want something to drink?"

"A coke is fine.", I replied, leaning against the wall next to the fridge as Martin opened the refrigerator and took out two bottles of the black beverage.

"I think we won't run out of coke for a while.", he said and pointed at the fridge filled with about 20 bottles.

"Are you crazy? You know how much sugar one bottle of coke contains?", I said shocked, but a small smile played on my lips.

"I don't give a fuck.", Martin smirked and poured the coke into two glasses.
"Live a life you will remember.", he sang and laughed goofily as he put one glass into my hand and the other one in his.

"Cheers, Chloé.", he smirked again.

"Shut up and drink your coke, Garrix." I suddenly felt happy, not caring about my problems and trying to make the best out of this day.

"Oh, I like dominating women.", he winked and drank his glass of coke in one go.

"It seems like everything is some kind of sexual for you.", I laughed and sipped on the ice cold beverage.

"Well, can you blame me? I'm living with a hot girl now.", his green eyes sparkled in the light as he exited the room and left me alone with my thoughts.

I should have stayed in a hotel.

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