Crash and Burn

Chapter 10

I kissed him.

It felt good.

It wasn't supposed to.

I wasn't supposed to kiss him. I wasn't even supposed to be there with him.

"I wasn't supposed to do that," I blurted, backing away from Chad. That kiss had instantly knocked me out of my trance.

"Abigail-"

"Don't call me that. It's Abby," I cut him off, uncrossing my legs and standing up.

"Wait, wait, wait! You can't go!" He exclaimed, jumping off the truck bed a few moments after me.

"I know. You're my ride back," I said, sitting in the passenger seat and shutting the door. He came and leaned his head through the open window and propped up against the door.

"What's wrong, Abigail?" He asked, and I sighed.

"I am not supposed to kiss you," I said, leaning back and plopping my head against the headrest.

"Shame," he deadpanned, and I shot him a venomous look.

"Okay, seriously. Why?" He asked.

Why can't I?

"'Cause I told myself I wouldn't," I answered, squeezing my eyes shut to keep out the memory.

It didn't work.

Please, Adam? I promise, I'll listen.

No, Abigail. You won't listen and I'll lose you.

I promise, Adam! I won't even drink if you're that worried!

Okay, fine. Only if you do something for me. You have to sleep with me tonight after the party, and you can't talk shit about it after.

Why do I have to sleep with you? I thought you said we wouldn't rush things.

Yeah, but I'm getting bored. We have to do something.

Okay, whatever. As long as I get to go to this thing.

"Abigail? You okay?" He asked. My eyes opened and I sucked in a breath.

"Yeah, fine. Just thinking," I said as my head spun.

"You looked like you were having a nightmare and you weren't sleeping," he said, worry and concern filling his eyes.

"Basically," I hissed. "Can you take me home?" I asked, looking away from his face.

I really wanted to kiss him again.

"No," he said, leaning closer towards me through the window.

"Fine, I'll walk," I said, scooting over to the drivers side and opening the door. I knew he wasn't going to move away from my door, so why try?

"Wait, wait, no! Hold on!

"What?" I asked, shutting the door and starting to walk away until he grabbed my arm. His had was warm and all I wanted to do was wrap myself up in his arms.

"Let go," I said. But he had no idea how much I wanted him to hold me and never let go.

"Why?" He asked again.

"I don't know," I answered, my voice sounding defeated. I stopped pulling on my arm and he pulled me in. I fell into his arms and he pulled me into a hug against his chest.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I sighed and nodded my head.

"Do you still want to leave?" He asked, and I shook my head no. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, laying my head on his shoulder and wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Thank you," I said, and I could feel his smile.

"For what, Abigail?" He asked, setting me on the edge of the tailgate. I kept my arms wrapped around his neck and my head on his shoulder, and he held my knees to his sides.

"For making me stay," I said. I could feel my breath reflect off of his neck, and his chest breathing unevenly.

"Anytime," he said.

"Do you wanna lay down?" I asked, and he sighed. He climbed up onto the truck bed with me and I grabbed a pillow and laid down. He laid his head on my stomach and I giggled.

"What?" He asked.

"There are other pillows," I said, resting my hand on top of his hair.

"I know, but pillows can't pet my head," he answered, turning his head and pleading me with his eyes.

"And I will?" I asked, resisting the urge to run my fingers through his hair.

"Please?" He asked, and I smiled. My fingers ran through his hair once, and I absentmindedly repeated it.

"Abigail?" Chad asked, and I sat up and moved his head to my lap.

"Yeah?" I asked, my eyes falling and jerking open every few minutes.

"Why didn't you like it?" He asked, and I frowned.

"I didn't say I didn't like it, I just said I wasn't supposed to do it," I explained, tracing his hairline on his forehead with my finger.

"Why not?" He asked innocently. I obviously offended him or something, because he looked upset that I even did it.

"I promised myself I wouldn't," I said. It was a need-to-know basis on this subject.

"Why?" He asked, and I smiled and combed my fingers through his hair.

"Because I need to," I said, and he stayed silent as we watched the sun fade into stars.

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When we woke up, my head was on his chest and one of my legs were between his. I watched Chad's face as he slept, drinking in his features from the side. His sharp jaw line, dark eyelashes, and the natural pout on his lips was a suited look for him.

"Hey," he said, and I almost sighed at his just-woke-up sleepy voice.

Holy shit.

My finger was tracing the outline of his hand, which was resting just below his rib cage. My hand dropped and I looked up at his face. His eyes were still half-closed, and his hair was still messy from my constant routine of combing through it.

"Hey," I said, moving under his hand and tracing his six (maybe eight?) pack.

"Do you like touching me?" He asked, and I gave him the 'are you fucking serious right now' look.

"What? It's a serious question! You've literally been holding on to me or touching something the entire night," he said, and I cringed.

"Sorry. Old habits," I explained, sitting up and putting my hair into a ponytail.

"What do you wanna do today?" He asked, and I grinned.

"I can't hang out with you, I have plans," I said, sounding offended.

"Awh, really? So a guy brings you out to the middle of the woods and you guys sleep together in the back of his truck and you can't even spend the day with him? C'mon, Abigail, I know you're not that bad," he said, sitting up and smirking.

"You make it sound so sexual," I answered, flipping my ponytail over my shoulder and laying back down beside him. I was careful not to make contact with him, just to see his reaction.

"I make everything sexual, just by being there," he said jokingly and taking off his shirt.

"What're you doing?" I asked, struggling to keep my eyes from wandering his perfectly toned body.

"It's hot, and I have too many clothes on," he said, laying down beside me and smiling.

We sat in perfect silence as the morning began, and I laughed at myself. It has been way too long since I have woke up next to an attractive guy.

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