Sneaking Out Changed My Life ***WATTY AWARDS FINALIST 2013***

Chapter 9

WELL, SINCE MY OTHER STORIES HAVEN'T GOTTEN ANY COMMENTS FOR ME TO CONTINUE, I WILL UPDATE THIS ONE INSTEAD. YOU'RE WELCOME :)

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When we got into the bedroom, I flopped onto the bed and crawled under the covers instantly, not wanting to know anything Chris had planned. I felt him crawl in next to me, and he pulled me close to his chest.

"Can I just sleep please?" I asked him.

"It's only 10:30." He complained.

"Okay, well you don't have to sleep, but I want to." I said. He started kissing my neck from behind.

"Can we do something else instead?" He asked. I groaned.

"Chris, you're not making this any easier." I said.

"That's a good thing." He whispered as he continued to suck on my neck. I bit my lip, still not wanting to give in.

"Please?" He whispered.

"N-no." I said, stuttering as he slipped his hands beneath my shirt.

"Come on." He begged, trying to take my shirt off.

"What's with you? Stop trying to convince me to do something I don't wanna do right now, please." I said.

"No." He said firmly. I sighed in frustration and got up.

"Where are you going?" He asked. I ignored him, walking out of the room. I wasn't mad at him, I was just disappointed that he was so eager. What if that was all he wanted? What if he never really liked me? I mean, he wouldn't tell me anything about him really, which told me he was hiding something. I just didn't want to give in quite so early. I'd give him a week, then, I would give him what he wanted. A week was reasonable, right?

I went into the room I had been in earlier and shut the door, curling up on that bed. When I waited 15 minutes and Chris still didn't come in, I fell asleep.

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"Kylie, wake up. Come on, we have to go to school, let's go." I heard a voice say. I opened my eyes groggily and shook my head. Chris was shaking my shoulders and ordering that I get up.

"Stoppp. Go awayyyyy." I groaned, attempting to push him off me, but it was no use. He continued to stay straddled over me, and I blinked to clear my vision. He was in his boxers- again. And I was in... His bed? I sat up quickly, and regretted it when my head spun. I looked around and realized I was back in Chris' bed.

"How did I get in here?" I asked.

"Mm, I carried you." He said with a slight smirk.

"Chris!" I scolded.

"What? I was lonely." He pouted.

"That's your excuse for everything." I accused.

"No! Well, maybe, but that's not the point." He said, crossing his arms.

"Can you please get off me?" I asked, although I knew I enjoyed the feel of him on top of me. He smirked.

"Give me a kiss and I might." He said, biting his lip. He looked so sexy biting his lip, I couldn't deny him. I leaned in and kissed him, and when I pulled away he remained straddling me.

"I thought you were gonna let me up." I said.

"I said I MIGHT let you up, I didn't say I would for sure." He said. I tried to move my arms, but his hands were clamped down on my wrists, pinning my arms to the bed.

"Why can't I get up?" I pouted.

"Cause I wanna better kiss." He said.

"You love being in control of everything don't you?" I said, rolling my eyes.