Moans of pleasure escaped his lips as he gently pulled away from mine. "Anymore and I might never leave you, baby." I couldn't help giggling feeling the warmth of his arms around my waist as he gently ran his fingers in swirls against my heated skin. "I don't want you to."
His chocolate brown eyes shining with an almost unnatural light smiled down at me.
As I ran my fingers through his hair, my sleeve caught on the zipper of his jacket.
"I guess it agrees that we're meant to be together.", Cole responded still smiling down at me.
I smiled back, but at the back of my mind stood out the very obvious fact of my extremely guilty conscience.
"You slut!", it whispered to me. "How do you sleep at night?"
"In Chase's arms, bitch", I smirked internally at my witty remark.
I guess I must've smirked for real because seconds later Cole asks me, "What's so funny?"
"Nothing, honey. Just thinking of you."
Nope, nope, nope. I just wanted to get Chase jealous enough to get in my pants.
Mission Accomplished! Or so I thought... Wait. Was I catching feelings for Cole? No. No. No way.
"Ugh. Give it a rest you two.", Anna grunted in disgusted and went back to scowling at the coffee nestled between her cold hands.
I had finally confessed everything that happened that dark, wet night that Cole stayed over, conveniently skipping over the part where I lost my virginity to Chase, so from that day forward Cole and I were officially a "couple".
It honestly was weird, not just for us but our friends. Sometimes one of Cole's jock friends would come over to our table to hang out with Cole, but end up leaving a few minutes later because of the weird tension between our cliques; Similarly, if Tyler came to hang out with me at the jock's table, he would silently excuse himself soon after arriving on account of the large, looming shadows of the over sized jocks. The only person unwavering in all the changes was Anna. Seriously, that girl wouldn't look out of place in a presidential ball even if she wore sweatpants.
"You know, we really ought to find someone for Anna. She's turning into a cat lady. ", Cole said smirking at Anna irritation.
"I do not need a guy in my life. I'm already dealing with two infants. I don't need any more." Right on cue, Sean and Tyler plonked down onto the seat next to Anna.
"Hey guys, what'd we miss?", Tyler piped in.
"Another make out session.", Anna said, rolling her eyes. The boys groaned in unison and immediately stood up and walked away.
"Hey, it's not my fault I'm so happy.", Cole called out after them.
"Hear that, Victoria?", my conscience spoke up. "He's happy. I wonder if now would be a good time to tell him that you're sleeping with his friend. Or perhaps a little later when he has fallen hopelessly in love with you!"
"He is not going to fall in love with you", a mini-me in a devil's halloween costume countered.
"Practice after school today, dumbass.", Chase bounded in and smacked Cole on the back.
"Stop calling him dumbass.", I snapped at the remark.
"Woah!", he raised his hands in surrender. "Yeah, woah. Where is this coming from?" "Might want to put a leash on that.", Chase told Cole, gesturing to me, before walking away. "Give it a rest, man", Cole mumbled to Chase's retreating figure.
I actually have no clue why I got defensive at the comment Chase made. Maybe it was because I may have some sort of feelings for Cole, despite the cheating; maybe it's because I didn't like the fact that Chase thought he had a one up against Cole. He had no such thing. The only reason that he felt superior to Cole was because I'd given him the chance, nothing else.
"He's just jealous", Cole whispered, nuzzling my neck. Oh, if you only knew, sweetheart. If you only knew.
"Care to explain yourself?", Chase's angry voice rang through the receiver of my cell phone.
"Explain what?", I asked coyly.
"Oh, I don't know. How about the time you basically flipped me off while your tongue was down his throat and you were in his lap."
"Oh, that.", I blushed at the way Chase described Cole and I.
" Yeah. That. You're mine. Don't ever forget that."
I rolled my eyes, annoyed. "I'm not your property, Chase. Cole is my boyfriend. I made a huge mistake sleeping with you."
"That's bullshit", he snapped. "You mean to tell me you didn't enjoy the sex, even a little? I bet if I kissed you right now you'd rip my clothes off and hump me", he chuckled with a hint of arrogance. He knew the effect he had on me and he knew how to use it to his advantage. Damn it.
"That's besides the point. I shouldn't have cheated on Cole. I-I like him."
"Okay, cut the crap Victoria. You and I was too much sexually chemistry. There's no way you're going to end up with Cole. I mean, he's a good guy and all, but we both know you don't do good guys."
"That's not true!", I yelled.
"Fine.", he hissed. "If you feel so strongly, I'll tell him myself."
"No! Don't", I was almost in tears at this point. Cole was the best thing to happen to me and the stupid bitch that I was, I ruined it by sleeping with his best friend.
I could feel the smirk on his face. "Well what do you propose?"
"Please. Keep it a secret." I knew what was to come. "What's in it for me?"
"Your best friend's happiness?" Stupid and naive, I know, but, hey, a girl can dream.
He scoffed. "What about my happiness?"
"Alright!", I snapped. "What do you want? I'll do anything to keep this a secret."
"Anything?", he asked coyly.
"Yes!"
"We'll I can think of a few things that keep can my mouth shut."
Ugh, pervert. "No sex", I snapped.
"I'm doing you a favour. You don't negotiate with me."
"No sex.", I pushed again.
"Fine.", he finally said after a long pause. "But I will get what I want, one way or another." he laughed and hung up.
Less than a minute later, my phone buzzed signalling the arrival of a text message:
My house. Midnight. Bring whipped cream. And wear that sexy cocktail dress in your closet ;P
Fuck, what did I do? Did I just confine myself to a life of hell again?
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The never ending Chase
Teen FictionHow does he do it? How does he leave me speechless just by being next to me? How can he make my knees weaken, without actually doing anything? How can he cause my stomach to be filled with butterflies, without saying a word? How? All these questions...