Home Wrecker {A.F.I}

Chapter 7

Alexandria

It was around ten thirty when I heard a knock on the door. I walked out of my bedroom to answer it, only to bump in to Cailin, "I'll get it Cailin, just stay in your fucking room," there wasn't a reason that I could think of to say that to her, but I didn't want her answering the door in case it was Ashton, Briella or Luke. Especially Ashton. She gave me the biggest death glare she could manage, and slammed her bedroom door, "just a sec," I yelled out to the unknown visitor as I walked to the door. I got there, took a breathe and opened it. The first thing I saw, was a tall male, dressed in all black. I looked up to reveal the one person I didn't want to see, but did at the same time, "what the fuck do you want?" I asked him
"You," he said, "I just want you," I stood there speechless, not knowing what to say. I just looked up at him, knowing that this was exactly what I wanted him to do years ago, to just randomly show up at my door and say that he wanted me. He wasted no time, pushing me inside, closing the door with his foot and attaching his mouth to mine. I kissed back instantly. There was just something about the way this felt, so wrong but so right.

We ended up making out against my front door for what felt like hours, but what was really only a couple of minutes; five at most, until I finally came to my senses, realising that the bitch could walk out of her room at any moment and catch us, "we can't do this," I said against his mouth
"Why not?" He asked
"At least not here, Cailin could walk out at any second," I told him, "my rooms the one at the back," I said pointing to the closed door, that had a large treble clef on it, much like the one tattooed on my hand, "go in there," he nodded and gave one last peck to my lips. I composed myself and followed, he'd just closed the door after entering when I heard Cailin
"Who was at the door?" She demanded
"No one that concerns you," I told her, opening the door slightly, slamming it shut, "so where were we?" I asked, walking towards Ashton, standing awkwardly next to my bed
"Right about here," he whispered taking the last couple of steps towards me and attaching his lips to mine, pushing me on to my bed at the same time. Again I knew this was wrong; oh so wrong, but I couldn't help it, it felt so right.

Our clothes made their ways off of our bodies and on to the floor, and again we repeated the events of two nights ago, "we have to be quiet," I told him and he nodded, burying his face into my neck, his large hands making their way to my core that was aching for his touch. It didn't take long before I came from him just using his fingers.

Honestly when I woke up the next morning, I expected him to be gone, I'd expected him to leave, but he hadn't, "do you have work this morning?" He asked, his voice groggy from just waking up, his breathe tickling the back of my neck; it sent shivers up my spine
"No day off," I told him, flipping my body around so I was facing him, "perks of being a manager,"
"What time is it now?" He asked, I reached for my phone on the bedside table
"Eight," I told him, he nuzzled his face into my neck, and began leaving small kisses, "go back to sleep, it's early,"
"There's better things I can think of doing," he said in to my neck
"Oh yeah?"
"Yep," he moved a hand down to my core and ran a long finger down my slit, "so wet, even this early," I could tell a smirk had formed on his lips, just by the way he spoke. Then all of a sudden I felt him slip two fingers in to my entrance
"Fuck," I groaned, "keep going," and he did, moving his thumb to rub the small bundle of nerves, "oh shit,"
"Lex!" I heard from outside my door
"Oh fuck," I gasped, at both his movements and the fact that Cailin was standing just outside my bedroom door, "stop," I moved my hand and grabbed his wrist, tugging it away from the pleasure he was giving me. I shivered at the loss of contact, but I didn't have a choice, "you have to hide," I said quietly
"Why? She's not gonna come in, is she?"
"I'm coming in!" She yelled
"Fuck," he groaned, he looked at me as if to ask where he should hide, I pointed to my closet, he nodded, getting out of the bed, grabbing his clothes and walking to the built in wardrobe. He opened the door and crouched down. I got up, chucking on the tank I still had of his from the weekend, throwing it over my naked body, just managing to close the door of the wardrobe before Cailin opened my door
"What the fuck do you want?" I said, "it's fucking eight am,"
"Who came over last night?" She demanded, just like she did last night, "I didn't hear them leave,"
"They weren't here for you, so mind your own fucking business," I told her
"You don't have to be so fucking rude," she said
"Honey, it's fucking eight in the morning on my day off, you woke me up," it wasn't true that she woke me up, but she may as well have. She would have woken me up, if Ashton hadn't decided to come over, "I have every right to be like this,"
"What ever," she scoffed, "you might wanna cover your neck you slut,"
"I'm sorry?"
"I know you had a guy over," she pointed out, "I heard you both last night,"
"Congratulations," I said sarcastically
"You're a lying little slut,"
"I never said I didn't have a guy over," I shrugged, "stay out of my life," I groaned
"Remember what I said, slut," she said, her tone warning, "I will get to the bottom of everything,"
"Bottom of what?" I asked, not concerned in the slightest, there was no way she'd be able to find out anything
"I've suspected you've been lying to me about certain things since I got those tickets," she told me, "I will find out the truth,"
"Good luck with that sweetie, now fuck off and go to work,"
"Anything to get the fuck away from you," she turned on her heel, and walked away; not forgetting to slam the front door on her way out.