Barely Breathing

chapter 9

I woke up the next morning and was surprised I woke up before my alarm. Reece was still lying in the same position as last night, with his arm wrapped around me. I reached over to grab my phone to check the time and FUCK it was 9:45! I had slept through my alarm. I jumped out of bed and go my bag and ran into the bathroom. I could hear Reece getting up but that was the least of my worries at this point. I got changed into my outfit for the day in record timing http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=53515840  and then got my makeup out and that’s when I saw it. Oh lord this cant be happening! One big fat hicky on the side of my neck, I actually screamed. My first day at uni and I have a fucking hickey on my neck, real tasteful Taylor. Reece was going to die for this.

“Taylor you alright?” I hear Reece call through the door. He must have been standing on the other side because I opened the door to find him leaning against the arch wearing nothing but trackies and seeing that gorgeous ripped chest of his. I couldn’t help stare for a little longer then I should but I was snapped out of it by Reece waving his hand in front of my face. “Hello? Anyone in there?”

“You fucking gave me a hicky! On my neck you tool! And I can’t cover it up with makeup either, what the hell am I going to do!? What is Marcus going to say? Fuck I’m in for it!” I said pacing back and forth.

“Alright calm down its not as ba-“ I cut him off.

“FUCK” I said grabbing his neck.

“Ooooh kinky” he said winking at me.

“REECE you have one too!” I said guiding him to the mirror and showing him his love bite. I must say, due to the size and colour of it, I was pretty damn impressed with myself.

“Ahhh fuck” he said holding his hand over the spot “what are we gonna say?” he said realizing that it is pretty obvious that both of us have a hicky in the same spot. My mind automatically jumped to what Marcus would do. Ohhh lord he is gonna chop Reece’s balls ofF! That’s no fun for me!

A realization dawned on me. “Ok do you have a scarf?” I asked him.

He started to search his draws and found one, it was red and black and it did not match my out fit at all. Considering I was staring my first day at a fashion school, it probably wasn’t the best start…but it was better than the black spot on my neck.

“Here we are” he said chucking me the scarf “it’s the only one I have sorry” he apologized.

I let out a sigh before putting it on “ok come here” I said getting out my makeup bag.

“Woaahhh! What are you doing?” he asked backing away.

“I’m going to cover it up as much as I can!” I said pulling back to me.

Once I was done he looked in the mirror “Not bad but you can still kinda see it” I laughed at him checking himself out.

“Yeah I know, just tell the guys that is was the girl from last night and I’ll just keep my scarf on okay?” I said putting makeup on myself.

“Rodger that” he said nodding and acting like an idiot “I’m sorry but aren’t you going to fashion school? That scarf really doesn’t match! That is like social suicide!” he said trying to act like a girl.

“Yeah it is, but I’d rather been seen in this than be seen with a hicky” I said checking everything else was presentable. I put my lipgloss on and then packed my bag and put my shoes on. Reece was standing leant up against the door frame just watching me. Creep.

“Alright I’m of. I’ll see ya later brutha!” I said walking past him and he slapped my bum. I turn around and raised my eyebrows at him and he offered his cheeky smile.