Roommates With Mister Arrogant

Unspoken Feelings

ELLIES POV

The aftermath of the party lingered in the air like stale popcorn, thick and uncomfortable. I sat cross-legged on my bed, my textbooks sprawled open but forgotten, my mind racing through the events of the night. I'd been consumed by anxiety, the warmth and laughter too much to handle, until Dom had found me, trembling in the bathroom. He'd embraced me, grounding me, whispering calming words into my ear while the chaos of the party swirled around us. But now, the intimacy of that moment felt like a barrier between us rather than a bond.

When I glanced over, I noticed Dom standing by the mini-fridge, his eyes fixed on the floor. He hadn't spoken much since we returned to the dorm, and the silence was oppressive. It was like we were stuck in an uncharted territory, both yearning to say something yet fearing the repercussions.

"Do you—do you want to talk?" I finally broke the silence, my voice barely above a whisper.

"About what?" His tone was clipped, guarded.

"About last night," I said, biting my lip. "You know... when you helped me."

He turned slowly, his expression unreadable. "I mean, it was just me being a friend. You were having a rough time."

"Right, but It felt... different." I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I searched his gaze for understanding.

His eyes darted away from mine. "Different how?"

"It felt like you were really there for me... like you cared, you weren't just your sarcastic self." I admitted, my voice shaky. "And now, it's... tense."

"Tense?" he echoed, a hint of defensiveness creeping into his words. "You think I'm tense?"

"Well, yeah," I said, frustration rising. "You're acting like nothing happened."

"Maybe I'm just trying to process it," he replied, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. "It was a lot to take in, Ellie."

I felt a pang of rejection at his words. "I Just wanted to say thank you, But just know you don't have to shut me out. I think this changes the dynamic of our relationship, like we can actually be friends.."

" Friends?" Dom interrupted. "It wasn't that big of a deal, Ellie."

I glared at him, irritation boiling over. "It was for me...that was a vulnerable moment for me."

"I get it." He stepped closer, his frustration evident. "But right now, you're acting like this means more than it actually does."

"What does that mean?" I repeated incredulously. "You were the only one who helped me when I felt like I was being pulled under from the past."

"Maybe I shouldn't have gotten involved," he said, his voice lowering, his jaw tightening. "I should've just let you deal with it, it wasn't my place."

The words felt like a slap in the face. "Why would you say that? You did something that helped me. I just... I thought you were actually going to be caring for once."

"Caring? That's the problem." His eyes flared with intensity. "I'm not that person. You were vulnerable, and I was right there. And now things are complicated."

"Complicated?" I echoed, my heart pounding in my ears. "It doesn't have to be! We can just—"

"Don't you understand? I can't be that guy!" he interrupted again, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

"Dom, please." I stepped closer to him, feeling a pull I couldn't ignore. "I just want to get along. One night your freaking out every time I talked to Matt and then helping me...and now your acting like this!" I say frustrated. "I just don't understand you."

He paused, his face taking on a conflicted look. "I don't know what's happening to me." he said, his voice barely a whisper. It was like there was more beneath the surface, emotions bubbling up, and it terrified him.

Suddenly, the charged tension hung heavy between us. Ignoring it felt impossible; it was like standing in the eye of a storm, where everything inside me screamed to bridge the distance between us. I took another step closer, my heart racing, but I wasn't prepared for what happened next.

The air shifted as he leaned toward me, his expression softening, his eyes searching mine. I held my breath, yearning for the closeness, and then, just like that, he pressed his lips against mine.

The kiss was tentative at first, a question hanging in the air, and then became something more urgent, more hungry. I responded instinctively, wrapping my arms around his neck, pressing myself against him, feeling the warmth radiate between us. It was everything I had wanted but had never dared to voice, and I could feel both our anxieties melting away into something electric and intoxicating.

But just as quickly, Dom's hands tightened on my waist, and I felt the dam of his restraint breaking. The kiss deepened, his grip firm as he pulled me even closer. I could feel the heat rising between us, my heart racing in a wild rhythm that echoed the rush of emotions swirling around us.

And then, just as suddenly, he pulled away, the warmth of his body leaving me feeling cold and empty. His eyes widened in realization, confusion flashing across his face.

"Ellie, I—" he stammered, stepping back.

"Wait, what?" I prodded, trying to recover from the whirlwind of feelings that had surged through me. "You just kissed me!"

"I know! But this is wrong... I can't do this." Dom ran his fingers through his hair, pacing in a way that made my heart sink. "We shouldn't have done that."

"Why?" I tried to reach for him, but he stepped back further, creating distance I desperately wanted to close.

"No, I can't- this isn't me." He stopped, looking at me with a mix of regret and something like fear. "I can't handle this right now. You don't get it—this changes everything, and I'm not ready for that."

"Dom, wait—" I started, but he was already moving, grabbing his jacket in a rush. "You can't just leave! Not like this."

"I need to think," he said, his eyes darting away from mine, visibly shaken. "I'll talk to you later."

With that, he was gone, leaving me standing there, my heart racing and confusion flooding my thoughts. The sudden emptiness in the room felt suffocating, and I sank back onto my bed, replaying those moments—his touch, his lips against mine, the way we'd ignited something raw and real.

But now, as the silence closed in, I couldn't shake the feeling that whatever had just happened had changed us forever, and I wasn't sure how we'd navigate this new terrain when he returned.

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Well that changes the dynamic doesn't it....

New feelings are coming for Dom and Ellie-what will happen between them?

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