Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 23 - I know what you did

Weston planted a gentle kiss on my forehead as my head rested on his chest. The rest of my body weight was on his lap as he sat on the close lidded toilet seat. My ear was pressed up against his chest so I could get a clear hearing of his thumping heart. It seemed to have calmed down as of recently.

"What did we just do?" I asked him. Such a stupid question. It was obvious what we had done but it seemed as if my brain just couldn't take in the information. God knows how long we have been at it in here. Moaning, kissing, panting, and thrusting. Everything making me go insane and making me do things I would never do.

And now we're sitting together, all snuggled up against one another. Like lovers? But we were in our schools restroom.

He hummed before shrugging. "I don't know. What do you think we did?" He asked in a teasing voice as he gently played with some strands of my hair.

I knew exactly what we did. I just didn't want to say it. I didn't want to admit it to him, but...

I had sex with Weston Griffin. In our schools restroom!

Me a few week ago would have literally died if he found out what he just did with his enemy. I can already hear the muffled cries from him.

"I never knew you were a crier, I always took you for the screaming type" Weston shares his thoughts as he taps his finger on his lips.

I glared up at him as he grinned back down at me. "Well how was I supposed to know I'm a crier? I've never done it with anyone before and I never thought I would ever do it with a guy!" I retorted as I just watched him chuckle at my little out burst.

"Chill, can't I share my curiosity?" He chuckled.

"I hope you die of laughter" I glared at him.

"Then how will I fuck you again when I'm in heaven?" He grinned as he caressed my cheek softly.

"Who said you're going to heaven?"

"Has anyone every told you you're mean?"

"No" Why was I suddenly getting a feeling of Déjà vu?

I sighed softly and decided not to argue with him any longer. It was almost as if I lost braincells each time I argued with him. He continued to gentle pat my back soothingly. There was a sense of silence between us, though it wasn't the uncomfortable kind like I thought. It was actually, comfortable silence. That should be a thing right?

I've always known Weston as that one obnoxious boy who all he does is break hearts and sleep with girls. I always thought there was no space for kindness in his dark heart. But after that moment we shared I feel like there is more to him that meets the eye.

After some moments of silence our project suddenly sparked into my head. "Right. Are you coming over for our project?" I looked up at him as I waited for his reply.

He gently push my hair back and stroked my forehead. "No can do little L. I have practice after school"

I furrow my brows. "What do you mean? Didn't you already have practice during lunch?" Why was I suddenly getting disappointed over the fact he wasn't able to come? Before the last thing I would want him to do is come over, and now I can't help but feel disappointed that he can't come.

"I did. But we have an away game next Saturday and coach says we need to practice our very best if we're gonna win this" He explained to me. Right, he was on the basketball team meaning he would be having games he'll have to go to. I guess I forgot about that.

I nodded at him as my gaze shifted down to the ground. I still felt disappointed though.

"Aww, are you sad you wouldn't be able to see me for some time?" He took my chin before turning my face back to his. A gentle smile streched upon his perfect symmetrical face.