Sitting In Traffic

Chapter 28- So Long, Fuckboy

Riley was just dropped off at Arthur's house by a taxi. He had asked her to stay with him for the next few days before she flew to New York City. Which was an offer that Riley was quick to say yes to. He was waiting on his balcony for her when she was getting out of the taxi, grabbing her bags before the car drove off.

Riley didn't notice him for a moment, not until she heard him call her name. Riley looked up, meeting his eyes that were looking down on her. She was planning on doing what Daniel told her and not tell Arthur about Max. It wasn't going to happen again, so it didn't matter.

"How was your flight?" Arthur said loudly down to her.

"It was good" Riley said back, she didn't know how to feel right now. If she should've just let him potentially cheating go, or ask questions. "It was really long"

"I'll be down in a second to get your bags" He told her, disappearing into his room when Riley started walking inside the house.

Riley unlocked the doors with her key, and headed inside with her bags trailing behind her. She stopped to close the door and slid her shoes off, hearing Arthur's footsteps walking down the hall upstairs. Riley looked towards the staircase when Arthur was rushing down quickly.

"I missed you so much" Arthur told her, which was a lie, he filled the void of missing her with other people. But Riley was letting her suspicions go, she had no proof, Arthur told her over the phone he wasn't cheating. She she was choosing to believe him. If she brought it up, she'd have to confess about sleeping with Max. She didn't want to do that.

Riley wrapped her arms around his neck when Arthur went in for a hug, pulling her into his body tightly. Riley laughed when Arthur lifted her from the ground slightly, peppering kisses along side her neck.

"Arthur I can't breathe" She said, sliding a hand to his chest after her two feet were on the ground. Riley looked him in the eyes before their lips smashed together. Riley's hands were on the back of his neck, pulling him in closer. Her body was pressed closely to his, feeling his hands slip under her shirt slightly. Arthur pulled away, pecking her lips multiple times. "I'm not ready to leave again" Riley said, parting from his arms and walking into the house more when he grabbed her bags.

"What day do you leave?"

"Friday" Riley told him over her shoulder. "The 26th, 3 more days"

"You have to spend most of it practicing too don't you?" He asked her, following her throughout the house and up the stairs, heading towards their room. A room that had freshly washed sheets on a bed that was being shared with Julia when Riley was gone.

"I think I'll practice for a few hours and that's it" Riley said, she didn't want to overdo it this time. And quite frankly, she wanted to spend time with Arthur. "I'll have time go over things in New York so," She shrugged, opening the door to his room.

"Well all of your music stuff is in the office downstairs" He told her, watching her sit down on the bed.

"Can I bring it up here?" She asked him, "I can write on your piano" Riley looked up at Arthur when he stood in front of her. Smiling, he started moving between her legs she was parting for him.

"Bring it up later" Arthur said, following Riley onto the bed when she moved further onto it. Arthur was moving over her, taking his shirt off smoothly in the process. His hands were already going for Riley's shorts, tugging at them gently when Riley lifted her hips, wanting him to take them off.

"So we're just getting right to it aren't we?" Riley laughed, sliding her shirt off when Arthur sat up slightly.

"Is that fine?" He asked her, "We can wait if you want"