My Autumn with April

Seventeen

~Elliott~

I could feel her overthinking this with every passing second it took us to get back to the hotel room and I wish I could just turn her brain off. Just stop her thinking shitty things for one day and let her be free of it all. 

This probably wasn't a good idea. Taking her back to my room whilst we were both a little drunk, high on frustration with each other. But I'd promised myself I wasn't going to let another chance to claim April slip by me and I wasn't about to let this one slip. Not having her was starting to make it hard to breathe. I knew April was avoiding me and likelihood was if we don't work this out right now, drunk or not, it's going to be weeks before she lets me see her again. 

It's not like I was planning anything right now. I just wanted her alone and away from every other guy in that club that was dying for her attention. Selfish as it may seem I want it on me and me alone. I want her in my arms, in my bed because she's been in my head constantly for over a decade and it's driving me to insanity. 

I pulled her into my room, closing and locking the door behind us both and flicking the light on. 

We stared at each other. My eyes pulling over her short black skirt and the top that tied at her back. An outfit I'd have never pictured April wearing and yet it both suited her and I could tell she was more than comfortable with it. Judging by the 2 new friends that had appeared half way through the night, this was the kind of thing she wore when she lived over here. 

I looked up to Aprils face. A huge range of emotions sat in her eyes and it made me want to make them all stop. 

"Stop thinking." She slowly breathed in as I stepped closer. 

"I- I can't." With my hands on her hips, I so slowly backed her up to the wall. April let out a quiet gasp when her back pressed against it, palms resting delicately on my chest. Another wave of silence washed over us whilst I tried to give her time to settle her brain but I could see it wasn't working. She was looking for ways to leave, how she could get out of this without confrontations and scurry away to her room again without ever having taken a risk I know she wants to take. I know April. "El-" 

"Do you know how long I've been wanting to kiss you April?" She blinks slowly. "11 years. 11 years it's taken me the courage to finally do this. I'm not going to let your brain ruin this for us. Unless you can tell me that you have never once thought about the same thing. Not in the bakery when we had the flour fight, not whilst we danced at the wedding, not when I came to yours after, not when I walked you home last week. Not once have you wanted me to do it. Tell me you haven't and we can sit down and watch a film and I won't do another thing ever." I pull her closer into me, waiting for the answer that would shatter my soul. But after a few seconds, she doesn't answer. "You can't, can you?" April shakes her head at me. "Because you want me like I want you. Right?" Those ocean eyes look up into mine. Her fingers move over the cloth of my tee shirt tugging it ever so slightly. "Please answer me, Love. I'm going insane." 

"Yes." Her voice cracks but those 3 letters are all I needed. I dipped my head down, reconnecting our lips again. In the club, I'd been rough. I needed to short circuit her brain and make sure her attention was right on me. But now I had her. I finally had April in the palm of my hands an I could take my time. I wanted to taste every inch of her mouth right now. 

I ran my tongue over her lips and I swear, I tried to keep this sweet. I tried to keep it just us both making out. But the quiet moan paired with her pushing up onto her tip toes and pushing her fingers into my hair. It was too much. I bent down, grabbing her thighs and pulling her up around my waist without moving my mouth away from her for a second.