Only You

Chapter Five

One more chapter for the night guys, and I'm out! I have to study the processes of the action potential for a written essay quiz I have tomorrow in anatomy, and I barely know them, so this would be the last chapter I'm posting.

I might possibly post more tomorrow, I don't know. Probably not over the weekend, because I work and have other things to do. Plus, I'm not sure if the next chapter, I want it to go into the direction I have it written out in. So I guess I'll see.

Thanks to everyone who is reading & voting! It means a lot! Comment and tell me what you think, unless you hate it. Then you should stop reading it and not make me cry.

Alright, I'll stop ranting and post <3

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Ally

            There was a gigantic weight on top of me, making it impossible to move or breathe. I felt hot air panting on my neck, knowing exactly who it was.

            Ryder.

            We were curled up together, his body curved next to mine with our legs intertwined. His arms hugged my waist tightly, heating up my body. Sure, we’ve been in positions like this before, but something was off.

            I could feel his naked chest against my shirt, sending shivers up my spine. I tried to settle back down to sleep, but it wasn’t working. I tried to move so I wouldn’t wake him up, but I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I shifted carefully so I wouldn’t wake him up, but when I felt something against my lower back, I knew he was really up.

            Well, this was awkward.

            “Uh, Ryder…” I whispered. I was shifting my body, trying to move out of his grip, but I was only moving myself against his lower half, making this whole situation worse.

            “Jesus, Ally, stop moving.” He grunted, grabbing my hips in place to get me to stop moving. I froze immediately, wishing that this didn’t happen. Sure, he’s gotten hard in the morning before, but I’ve never paid attention, and I’ve also never had it stab me in the back.

            “Why…” I trailed off.

            “I drank a lot, I have to piss, don’t flatter yourself.” He smirked. He got out of bed, looking away from me and I saw the pink tint on his cheeks.

            Maybe it does have something to do with me.

            Or maybe he’s just really embarrassed about his “friend”. Either way, it’s still awkward and this makes me a little uncomfortable.

            And shit, I will flatter myself! It’s not every day I wake up to a boy’s hard on against my back.

            He took a while in the bathroom, and I could only imagine what he was actually doing in there, so I started changing. I was only in my black bra and my lacy undies when he walked in. His eyes got real wide and he stubbed his toe on the doorway.

            “Fuck! Ally, put some clothes on!” I rolled my eyes and slipped my clothes on, just like I was doing before he was ogling at me.

            “Are you okay?” I smirked.

            “Fantastic.” He muttered. He threw on a t shirt and a pair of athletic shorts and checked his phone like he always does. He’s always glued to that thing, because he always has a social life when he’s not with me. I probably hold him back.