𝖦𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖡𝗈𝗒 - 𝖡𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖪𝖺𝗎𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗓

In Love

(MENTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIONS!)

*2 weeks Later*

"Okay, that's the last of the clothes." I hand Bill the shirt, already on the hanger. He makes space within his closet, placing it by my others. We went on a huge spree, and now I have a good variety of clothes. Including Bill's, that somehow fit me. He's just that skinny I suppose.

I stretch, getting up from his bed. He closes the closet and turns to me, holding his arms out for me. "Come here!" He beams, grinning big. I giggle, walking to him and hugging his torso. He wraps his arms around my shoulders, rubbing my back.

He sways side to side with me, holding me close. Very, very close. Tom appears out of no where, we jump to the sound of his voice. "Aw! Look at you two! Just kiss already, jeez. Anyway, I was going to ask if you guys wanted to watch a movie with me."

Tom asks, leaning against the doorframe. Bill pulls away, looking down at me. "I don't think we mind, right Nova?" His pretty hazel eyes meet mine, and I'm melting into him like an ice cream and the sidewalk in summer. "Sure." I coo, unraveling from Bill's body.

Tom grins, walking downstairs. I follow close behind, Bill on my trail. We make our way to the living room, Tom sits down on a couch, I wait for Bill. He walks over, giggling and pulling me down with him on the couch. I sit next to him, watching the television as Tom clicks to a movie I don't recognize.

I get comfortable, and the movie begins. So far, it's cute. A man and a woman meet in college and talk. As the movie goes on, a lot of tension is being creative. And by tension, I mean sexual tension. Specifically between Bill and I.

If I hadn't mentioned before, he and I were nearly cuddling. I was laying on his stomach, his legs wrapped around mine. I could hear his heartbeat going rapid even from his stomach. His body so warm, it felt as a desert. Was I making him nervous?

All of a sudden, a true sex scene comes on. An hour into the movie. Tom is hard staring, but as I glance at Bill, he's looking at me. I pretend it was a quick glance and look away, my own heart beating a million miles an hour. Moans and whines echoe from the skin slapping sounds of the room.

Bill adjusts his hips underneath me, and now I feel it. I blush a deep shade of red, keeping my face down and somewhat covered with my hands. This is the most tension I've ever felt in my life, especially laying in a guys lap with a sex scene on. And you're not dating.

Finally, it ends. A sigh of relief exits my lips. Thank god, if it were to go on anymore I think I would've died of embarrassment. The movie was normal after that, but lord I would've passed away.

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"H-Here you go, I'll be in my room." Bill stutters, his eyes struggling to stay on mine. They're all over me. "Okay, thank you Bill." I coo, adjusting my towel. My heartbeat could probably been seen through my chest. He clears his throat, smiling awkwardly at me. He's already showered, and his front piece is clipped back with a bobbypin.

He closes the door behind him, and I drop my towel. Staring at my figure. Does he really like me? I mean, look at me. How could he like me? I was a girl from the streets whose been freeloading for 3 weeks. Is it out of kindness or force? I don't know.

I quickly shower and get out, drying myself off. Just as I drop my towel to hang it, Tom walks in. I gasp, covering myself. His eyes go wide, he grins. "Sorry, Nova." He chuckles, closing the door again. What is it in this house with not knocking?!

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I exhale, stepping into Bill's room. He looks up from his magazine, a cute smile on his face. "Hey Nova, I had this crazy idea. And I know it's really late, but what if we went to go get ice cream?" I widen my eyes. "Bill! My hair is wet, it'll be cold."