Daniel and Justine.
Justine.
After getting off the phone with Jacob, I hopped into the shower to clear my head rid of Daniel, clean the sense of his touch from my body, and the feel of his kiss from my neck. I even washed my hair to make the body cleansing process even more affective. I eventually cut off the water and stepped out of my shower, wrapping a towel around my body. I walked out of the bathroom, my heart jumping out of my chest once I saw Daniel sitting at the foot of my bed, looking through my phone. He looked up at me with a small smile. “So, he called?” he asked. I stood, uncomfortable and dripping wet in my towel. “Did you talk about me?” he asked. “How did you get in here? I locked the door,” I spoke.
I felt his presence coming closer to me. I held my towel closer to my body, when he became so close that I could smell his aroma. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, messing with one of my wet strands of hair. I continued looking down to avoid his glare. He moved closer to me, his hand resting on the wall. “You smell nice,” his hand began running up my still wet thigh. I smacked his hand away impulsively. He chuckled. “Someone’s feeling feisty,” he spoke into my ear. “D-Daniel, please leave,” I spoke, looking down. “Aw, you don’t like my presence?” he pouted, caressing my cheek. “Daniel, please… I need to get dressed,” I began trembling at his touch again. “Who says you don’t have to walk around in nothing but a towel?” he bit his lip. I held the towel even closer to my body, hating the way he stared.
“I think you need to go back to your session or something,” I spoke as he closed me in, resting his other hand on the other side of me, on the wall. “Why should I?” he asked, his eyes staring into mine intensively. “Well, I-I--.” “Look me in the fucking eyes, Justine,” he forced my eyes to meet his. “Well, I… I think you’re…” my throat grew tight as one of his arms pulled me close. He took my hands that were clenching the towel into his and locked them behind his neck. “You think I’m what?” he whispered, his lips only a few centimeters from mine. I started trembling again, my chest beginning to heave up and down. “Say it, Baby… Don’t be afraid of me… I’m Daniel, your friend,” he smirked. “I think you’re crazy,” I blurted, looking into his eyes. “And I think you’re fascinating,” he smiled, caressing my cheek. Boom. His lips met mine.
I melted… I melted into his slightly psychopathic ways. I gave into his warm smile and nice personality… before he became—I don’t know—infatuated with me. I gave into the Daniel that I met over two months ago. My knees grew weak as my heart raced. His arms being wrapped around me was comforting, seeing as though I haven’t been held since Jacob left… His lips were soft, and his kisses went in such a pace that it was perceived to be romantic. From afar, I heard my phone ringing, and I didn’t hesitate to snatch my lips from Daniel’s and go over to my phone. It was Jacob.
I took a deep breath before answering the phone. “Hey, J.” he greeted. “Hey, Curly,” I smiled. “If I were to… oh, I don’t know… visit you, could I come into your room?” he asked. I laughed slightly. “Yeahh… what are you trying to get at?” I asked. “Let me finish. Let me finish… And if I came into your room, could I… oh, I don’t know… fuck you senseless?” he asked nonchalantly. I choked on air. “Could you what?” I asked, taken by what he said. “You heard me, J.” I could tell he was biting his lip. “You’re fucking insane,” I shook my head. “I might be,” he challenged. “Where do you come up with thoughts like this?” I asked. “I don’t know. I just woke up and thought about it,” he nonchalantly answered. “Mhm… Well, I’ll talk to you later, Curly,” I spoke. “Okay, J… I love you,” he spoke. “I love you too,” I smiled. “Bye, J.” “Bye, Curly.”
I hung up the phone, noticing that Daniel was no longer in my room. I then thought about what actions took place before I answered the phone. I plopped back onto my bed, covering my face and groaning. “I’m a bad person,” I sighed.
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