IMPERFECT || T.K

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘

BLAIR MILLER

After a silent battle in my mind, I decided to talk to him about it.

The last time I assumed something that wasn't true about him, it ended in Noah's face broken in as well as his room.

A day had passed of him trying to figure out what was wrong, but I wasn't letting up.

I wanted to think it through for myself and have a little bit of time before I talk to him about it... I think i'm ready to now.

I let out a deep breath, entering in through his window.

"Hi." I greeted.

His lips curved into a happy pout. "Hi."

"I'm ready to talk now." I announced, sitting on the very edge of his bed.

He pulled me in closer, setting me on his lap. I huffed nervously.

He was so touchy now, versus in past instances when he wouldn't even let me cuddle with him in the morning.

I did that on purpose.

The cuddling.

I liked it when he held me, but I didn't want to admit it so i'd enjoyed it for as long as I thought it was going to last.

"I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to be honest about it, okay?" I adjusted my spot, now straddling him.

"Okay." He nodded.

"Did you sleep with Callie, Monday night?"

His brows furrowed. "Who?"

I looked down. "Pretty, she's tall, her hair goes down below her ass, brunette."

"She said you did." I frowned.

"I mean I get it, she's gorgeous but I thought you weren't—"

"First, I don't know who the fuck that is." He started off as he waver his finger in the air.

"Second, I haven't had sex with anyone other than you." He declared, pulling my hair back so that i'd look at him.

"Promise?" I felt very strongly about this, I needed him to myself.

He linked my pinky with his. "I promise."

I licked my lips together.