Under Control (FreenBecky)

Chapter 4: About Fellings

So a week and a half flew by.

It's 8:25, we haven't had our first couples for several days, and I've become completely lazy, and in the morning I could barely open my eyes.

I'm sitting in her car, now my head is resting on the steering wheel, my eyes are closed and don't want to open at all, but I make a little effort over myself, get up to look at the time again - 8:45.

"Damn it, where the hell is she, we'll be late" I dial the number. 'A minor drug addict' that's how I wrote her down in a fit of anger, now I have a different opinion, but I can't get around to interrupting the contact.

There are long beeps on the other end and nothing else, I persistently dial five more times, but to no avail.

I take the elevator to the top floor, ring the bell, it doesn't open, I press the bell button again and this time I don't let it go for a long time, listening to the loud, incessant trill outside the door.

Finally, the door swings open, Becky stands on the threshold, in black panties and a tight white T-shirt, which does not hide the visible nipples at all. I shyly look at her face, she stands up, leaning against the wall, rubbing her right eye with her fist in a very childish way.

"I overslept" the voice was even slightly guilty.

"It's okay, we'll be a little late, get dressed" I looked around, there was no one at home, "Where is everyone?"

"My father left on a business trip at 6 am, Jane called late last night and said that she was sick, and Heng, apparently, had already left for work.

"Great, and who should I take you to after school, you know the rules?" I asked, puzzled.

"You'll spend the night with me" she looked out of the bath, winking at me.

"No, and my boyfriend will obviously be against it."

"You said that you live alone" the girl asked, puzzled.

"You asked: do I live with my parents, and I answered: "no, I live alone," which means without parents, but I didn't specify with whom exactly."

"You're a bore" a towel flew at me, causing me to smile.

I stood in the hallway, leaning against the wall, waiting for Becky to get dressed, she was spinning around in her room, still half naked, and I, for an inexplicable reason, wanted to look at her, but I restrained myself, only occasionally casting cautious glances, accidentally catching the moment when she took off her white T-shirt, exposing her flexible graceful back, I saw her tattoo, narrow, stretching along the entire spine, for a moment, and she hid it, dressing herself in a dark T-shirt, turned around, catching my gaze, smiled with a slight smile grin, but, fortunately, she remained silent.

" Ready? let's go"

"I didn't even put on makeup, I'll have to do my makeup in the univer toilet" she took a cosmetic bag from the shelf and we went out, got into the car and drove off.

"I'm hungry and have a latte" the girl pouted playfully. We were standing at a traffic light, I turned to her, giving her a sympathetic look, "We're already very late, Bec, be patient a little, you'll have something to eat at the university"

She pursed her lips offendedly and turned to the window, crossing her arms over her chest. I turned to her to appreciate the performance, looked at her tousled top, playfully tousled her hand, to which she pulled her head back with offense.

"You better comb your hair, they don't let such shaggy people into Starbucks" she immediately turned around, giving me a wide smile, her cheeks dimpling, and then reached out and kissed me on the cheek, making me blush with this seemingly completely innocent action.