Limerence | I

35. The Next Step

Soooo.... I wasn't sure if my last chapter was private or not so just in case, this is the link: https://www.wattpad.com/183399716-limerence-j-p-34-christmas-eve

Xavier and I were lying side by side after hours of really intense sex. Beside our heavy breathing, we were silent. The tension in the room was strong. I didn't know what to think. I assumed he was still upset about me disappearing for a week. But I refused to apologize. Maybe I was being stubborn but I didn't care. "I hate you." I mumbled. From the corner of my eye, I saw him look at me. An amused smirk grew on his face.

"That's not what you said a few hours ago." He argued. I turned my head and glared at him. He chuckled, obviously satisfied with himself. I had to stop myself from smiling too, so I rolled my eyes. I wanted to hate him so badly but I couldn't. Especially after the way he made my legs feel like Jello. "You could never hate me. Just like it's impossible for me to hate you." He said, this time with a more genuine tone. I sighed because he was right. All he had to do was flash a smile and I fell in love all over again.

"Whatever" I stated with hostility as I tossed the cover off of my body. I was struggling to keep my word about ending things but I was forcing myself to. I searched the hardwood floors for my clothes. I found my jeans first and slid them on.

"Where are you going?" Xavier asked in an annoyed tone as he got out of bed as well. He opened his drawer and pulled out a pair of basketball shorts. By the time he put he them on, I was zipping up my leather boots. I was struggling just to keep my balance being that my knees were a little weak.

"Home." I walked away and toward the living room where my jacket was lying on the couch. He followed closely behind me. I grabbed it and walked toward the front door. I opened it but before I could open it fully, Xavier reached over my head and slammed it closed. I groaned of frustration. I didn't need this right now.

"You're not leaving until you talk to me." He said. His tone was filled with anger, or frustration, or annoyance but it was hopeful. Almost like he was begging. And when I looked up at him, I saw the vulnerability behind his eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat and agreed. I sat on the couch with my jacket in hand; I wasn't planning on staying too long. I folded my arms and waited for him to begin. "I know that I'm not the easiest person to be around lately. I've had a lot on my mind and I keep making the mistake of taking it out on you. I haven't been doing the best job at showing you how much you mean to me. But that's all gonna' change right now."

"You expect me to believe that?" I responded. I felt like he was saying this to get on my good side. He'd probably act like the perfect boyfriend for a week then, go back to his old ways. He pressed his lips into a straight line and took a deep breath. He stood up and walked away, back to his bedroom. I was confused until he came back less than 30 seconds later. He sat beside me again. This time, he held a silver key in his hand. My heart pounded with excitement and nervousness.

"I want you to move in with me." He stated as he looked me in my eyes with all seriousness. I raised my eyebrows, my mind blank.

"You want me to move in with you?" I repeated it out loud just so I can make sure I heard that the right way. He nodded but his face remained emotionless. I bit down on my bottom lip and took a moment to think. How would I move in with someone that has me so confused on how they feel about me? I was prepared to ask him but he beat me to it.

"I don't want you to doubt for one second that I love you. Every time I look at you, I just think of how beautiful you are and how lucky I am that you're giving me the time of day. My heart skips a beat anytime you show me that gorgeous smile. And when you say my name..." He trailed off and took a breath. "I know it's been hard but you've been by my side through everything that's been happening lately even though I haven't treated you the way I should. And the thought of you walking out of my life kills me because I don't know what I'd do without you." He finished. Tears were building up in my eyes and I tried to keep them in. But I found myself rapidly wiping them away as they stained my cheeks. It was such a relief to know that I wasn't head over heels for someone who didn't share he same feelings. I saw a slight smile on Xavier's face. "Is that a yes?" He asked obnoxiously.

"Yes" I nodded my head and wiped away the last of my tears. It was stupid of me to be crying but I couldn't help it. They were happy tears. Xavier pulled me into a kiss and I melted right into him.

I hate this chapter. I rewrote it about three times and it still isn't what I wanted it to be... It's a filler anyway, so I'm moving on.