Fuck Puck Love

Chapter 41- Vienna

The phone call with Ezra was tough, I didn't know that just hearing his voice would have that big of an effect on me. God did he sound addicting which only infuriated me, because all I wanted to do was hate him, but I couldn't help but love him instead.

I let out a sigh and turn around to a wondering Leslie. She's looking at me with those puppy-dog eyes and I laugh, instantly cheering up. She has a way of doing that for me, and it makes me wonder if that means we should maybe be more.

"So?" she eases on.

"So what?" I say with a laugh.

"How did it go?" she says doing a little jump where she's sitting on the bed with her legs folded under her and the comforter bundled between her thighs which I now notice are quite perfect. 

Why am I looking at her like this? God, she probably thinks I'm so weird. I draw my eyes away from her thighs only to see she is staring at my tits which are very accentuated in the pink v-neck halter top she let me borrow to sleep in.

I clear my throat in hopes of easing some of the very sexual tension in the room and guess what it does absolutely nothing. She looks at me with her siren-like eyes and I can't help but take a step closer to her. I noticed her clench her thighs tighter around the comforter allowing myself to take another step towards her.

"Good, it went well"

"Yeah," she says breathlessly slightly raising her eyebrows now giving her that doe sort of look as she softly bites her bottom lip causing her to take a sharp inhale. It's like it's getting harder for me to breathe.

"Yup"

She gets up from her seat and takes a step towards me so we are probably six inches apart and I can't help but want to close the gap. 

She must read my mind because she does it for me by grabbing onto my waist and pulling me into her. I'm taller than her by at least 5 inches so I'm looking down at her and she moves her hands from my waist to the back of my neck before pulling me until our lips are centimeters apart from each other. 

My eyes are closed and I feel like I'm ready but I have this sinking feeling in my gut telling me that this is all wrong. Not just the fact that she's a girl but just that she's not Ezra.

"Are you sure" she whispers against my lips.

God am I really about to do this? and then it hits me, I am completely and utterly still in love with Ezra St.Claire, and as much as I want to believe that what he says is going to change everything I know it can't. There's no way it will so without thinking for a second longer I press my lips into hers.

It's a soft kiss, the type that you see in Disney princess movies but it doesn't feel like it should be in one. It doesn't have that magic in it. The type where you feel butterflies and fireworks, and to no fault of Leslie who I now know happens to hold some serious skills in the kissing department, this kiss just doesn't make my heart stop or make me feel like I'm weak in the knees. 

As much as I wanted to do this to maybe get back at Ezra in some twisted way, I can't do that to Leslie. I grab onto her shoulders and lightly push her pack pulling away at the same time.

"I'm sorry I can't do this," I say softly with guilt eating away at my heart.

"Did I do something wrong"

"Oh god, not at all, its just, it doesn't feel right you know"

"I get it, I liked it though," she says with a laugh

"Oh trust me, you are an impeccable kisser," I say lightly bumping her shoulder with my elbow.

"Not too bad yourself"

The night goes on like any other night and I can't help but thank my mother for moving us here. I've met some of the most incredible people and thanks to them I feel like I'm healing. 

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I got it done early yay! SO ummmm what did you think?