All Over Her

Chapter 12: Clean-ups and Kisses

Cedric looked aggressive. He looked actually angry. This constantly positive and happy boy seemed completely different.
He spoke with malice, "What's your problem Riddle?"
Mattheo let go of Daphne, giving her the bottle. "Nothing Diggory, my bad bro." He chuckled slightly.
"Nothing funny about you spilling shit on me and my girl Riddle." Cedric said.
I got caught a little off guard about the 'my girl.' I noticed Mattheo looked at me, then back at Cedric, his joking smile fading into a snarl.
"Get yourself another drink bro, you'll need it if you wanna keep macking on your slut." Mattheo said carelessly.
I was taken aback, when out of nowhere Cedric started swinging. He hit Mattheo straight in the face. I stepped back instinctively. Mattheo got himself back up, tasting the blood falling by the side of his lip. He laughs, swinging another punch back. The crowd that was once on the dance floor is now surrounding the two boys. I was mortified. I've never seen a fight up close, let alone be the reason for it.
They were on the floor, wrestling, hitting each other back and forth. After what felt like hours but was probably like two minutes, Mattheo's friends pulled him off of Cedric. Cedric's friends helped him get up. Mattheo spat blood out onto the floor, looking at me.
"I told you Diggory was a fucking dog." He shoved his friend holding onto him off, swiping the liquor back from Daphne and disappearing off. I took a second to process, then I rushed over to Cedric.
"Thank you guys, I'll bring him over to the bathroom and get him cleaned up." I rushed Cedric to the bathrooms, hoping they'd have something to help. I brought him in, locking the door behind us. I leaned him against the countertop, searching under the cabinets.
"I'm so sorry Cas." Cedric said defeated. I pitied him. I really did.
"It's alright Ced." I said, grabbing hydrogen peroxide and a washcloth.
He was bleeding from his eyebrow and I already saw his right eye starting to bruise. I poured some peroxide onto the towel.
"This is gonna sting." I said, pressing the wet towel on his injury. He winced.
"I know. I know. I'm sorry but I have to clean it."
His hands held my waist as I cleaned him. I caught glimpses of his knuckles, they were red and had some blood on it. I just couldn't tell if it was his. After some time, the bleeding from his eyebrow stopped. I went back down to find a small bandage, carefully adhering it onto him.
I cupped his face, "You're okay."
"Good thing about that, I felt like it sobered me up." He grinned.
I let out a faint laugh, "I'll have to take your word for it."
I let my hands fall to his shoulders. His hands still on my waist. We stared for a few seconds.
"What did he mean.. He told you I'm a dog?" Cedric asked.
"I'm really not sure.. He spits bullshit at me often." Cedric looked even more defeated.
I said, "If it's any consolation, I think you looked hot with the eyebrow blood."
He smiled, "Does it really take violence to get to you Miss Black?"
"I'm a simple lady, what can I say?"
We're back to looking at each other silently. Just looking at each other's faces. It felt like one of those moments Ziggy talked about. Not the clicky thing or whatever. I felt like I was supposed to be clicking with him. But I just wasn't. But what made the most sense to me was to kiss him at this moment. I lean in, trailing my hands from his shoulders, cupping his face again. I kiss his lips gently, trying not to be aggressive with his now color changing face. I kiss him deeper, mimicking the way he kissed me. It's a pleasant experience. He tried to slip his tongue in again, and I allowed it.
His desperation was back and I was worried he'd be able to tell that we were not at the same level right now. Blaming this discrepancy on the current state he's in, I just go with it. I put my arms to lay around his neck, allowing him to pull me closer. He starts moving lower, kissing at my jawline, moving slowly to my neck. He's very gentle about his kisses. Very meticulous. I have to hand it to him, he's not so bad at it. He breaks away for a second.
"Can I move lower?"