The New Boy

Chapter 41

"Hey gorgeous." I heard his husky voice and it made my cheeks flush. I looked over my shoulder only to see the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen, how could somebody be gorgeous even when they've just woken up just a second ago? He placed a peck on my shoulder and the coldness of his lips sent shivers down my spine. The butterflies in my tummy were probably somersaulting each other down there.

"How did you sleep?" He asked.

"Like a baby." I said with a grin. I loved waking up next to him, it brightened my day already.

"Good." He said. I laid on my back and he climbed upon me and I felt his length in between my legs, blood started rushing through my body and my breathing quickened. I had never felt it before, I embraced the feeling.

"It's still early."

"To kiss you?" He asked, damn Henry's grey eyes were such a beautiful thing to look at. But as he was on top of me, it was hard to make eye contact, his eyes intimated me.

"Yea, and to make me want you." I said and tucked in my bottom lip in between my teeth.

"You know you always want me." Well, he was not wrong, he was fucking irresistible. His hard stare alone weakened every muscle in me, it made me want to succumb to him when he hadn't even asked.

"Am I wrong?" He said and caressed my neck with his forefinger. My breathing quickened. He then leaned in to kiss my neck and I let out a soft moan. I couldn't handle him, even when I tried to. He was spontaneous and unpredictable and those were my favorite things about him. I could not catch my breath.

"Answer me Navia." He knew that I could not say anything, my throat had went dry and whatever cable connected my brain to my vocal cords had been cut by his charisma. No words could escape my mouth, whenever I tried to open my mouth and say something, it was a moan that escaped. I bit my lip hard so that nothing actually escaped.

He then stopped and the feeling of his lips against my neck lingered. I yearned for more, I yearned for his touch, I yearned for his lips crashing against mine but then he disappeared like smoke that was driven away by a ceiling fan.

And then, my ringtone sounded faint. It got louder and louder every second and that's when I woke up from my sleep. It was a fucking text that woke me up from my dream. It was all a ...fucking dream. Henry could not leave my mind no matter how much I tried and to think that it went to the extent of me dreaming about making out with him. I hated my subconscious mind for teasing me like that. I groaned and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

I checked the time, it was five in the morning. After peeing, I brushed my teeth then went to clean downstairs. My head felt heavy for me as I carried it down the stairs. I drank water but it made it worse. I needed another alcoholic beverage but unfortunately I finished all of them when I had the chance last night.

I made myself a strong cup of coffee because my body was on total shut down and needed caffeine to switch it on. I felt like a zombie... again. I guess it was a thing then. I drank the coffee and I felt my brain slowly waking up.

Even with my heavy and throbbing head, I picked up all the bottles and went to throw them at the small bush that was four houses away from mine, no evidence for my mother this time around.

I came back and cleaned the house, made sure that it was alcohol scent free. I sprayed the strawberry-scented freshener in the living room. I cleaned the kitchen and washed the dishes that we used. I then made sandwiches for the gang so that they found them ready when they woke up. My head was fucking killing me though, Kylie should teach me how to make that mixture.

I was never keen to learn how to make that mixture because Kylie was always around to make it for me, I was always with her when hungover was killing me. I had to learn how to be a big girl now and take care of myself.