Cliché, Complicated and Confusing.

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Freya's POV

As I turn around to feel Romeo's presents, I feel nothing. I open an eye and see he wasn't laying in bed anymore. It was about 11 in the morning and we spend all of last night out clubbing and I was hungover as hell. Romeo's apartment was so big, I couldn't even hear if he was cooking or something. If Romeo had a hangover he usually stays in bed till te evening and then goes out again.

I get up grabbing a shirt he threw on the floor last night putting it over my naked body before walking out the room. I could hear Romeo talking on the phone.

"I'll see. They're all fine. Have you? Please don't embarras me. I'll speak to you later mom." He says before hanging up. He didn't hear me come in. I wrap my arms around him as he sat shirtless with his sweatpants at the breakfast island. I kiss his cheek making him turn around and meet my lips.

"Are you okay?" I ask and he nods. "Hungover as fuck. Do you want coffee?"

"Yes please." I say and he gets up as I sit down. "You look so hot in my shirt." He says and I chuckle looking down at the oversized shirt. He made me feel so shy eventhough I was the opposite. We were together 4 months now. Time FLEW. He picks me up setting me on the table standing in between my legs.

"I can't believe how in love I am with you." He says running his hand through my hair and resting it at the back of my head. I bite my lower lip hearing him say those things. His other hand raises my thigh, I feel his lips crash onto mine. "I love how you are smiling at me knowing whats about to come." He says and I bite my lip smiling at him. I wasn't wearing anything under his shirt. My fingers trace his boxers line before dipping my hand into his boxers. He groans out against my lips making me smile. He positions me a little closer to him before taking my hand out of his boxers. I push his sweatpants and boxers down at the same time before he steps out of them taking his shirt off of my body. He was still holding my thigh up squeezing it as he eased into me. I squeeze my eyes shut before biting my lower lip. I could still feel what we did last night.

"You'll be the death of me." I moan out. His thumb goes over my lower lip as he slams into me holding me as I moan out in pain and pleasure. His tempo increased and I felt my legs trembling as he held me. My moans became louder as I build to my climax. He tugs my hair slightly kissing my neck driving me over the edge. He holds me as the wave overcomes me. He picks me up and helps me into the shower before we start all over again.

"I can't walk." I say holding onto him with a towel wrapped around me. "You fucked me up." I say. He looks at me and chuckles. "I'm sorry." He says picking me up.

"I have to go to my parents anniversary dinner and party." I remind him. "I wasn't thinking." He says biting my lower lip gently. "Chill, you can stay in my bed all day." He picks me up swooping me off the floor before putting me in his bed.

''I wonder, will it be like this forever?'' I say looking at him. He kisses my cheek before reaching for his phone that was next to me.

''It will be.'' He says sitting down. I see him texting as he sat down in his clean clothes next to me. I sit up trying to forget the ache down there. I hated being the girlfriend that was very insecure but sometimes I could not help it.

''Brianna and you always texting. Its getting on my nerves.''

''Stop reading my text messages then.'' He says chuckling.

''Seriously?'' I ask and he sighs locking his phone.

''I haven't spoken to her for a few weeks.'' He says.

''You shouldn't be speaking to her at all.'' I was annoyed we were having this conversation again. ''You shouldn't be texting your ex. That is weird. Especially when were together?'' I say