This chapter though... Anyway enjoy ;-) xx
Bell's POV:
I jerked up from my bed when the pressure in my bladder pulled me out of my very nice fantasy dream about Dylan O'Brien. Man i was pissed. Did mother nature seriously have to call right now??
I quickly fubbled out of bed attempting to get to the bathroom which seemed so far away at the moment according to my heads calculations.
Gosh! Majoring in football math and physics is stating to get to me, I've been calculating how long it takes to get everywhere I go, especially when I'm lazy or in such pressing situations eg. Right now.
When i finally get to the bathroom I flicker the light on and literally sprint to the toilet like it was my favourite thing in world right now.
Once I'm done with my business I freeze when i register my outfit in my head I don't remember having the curtsey of changing into night wear actually I only remember falling asleep in Keith's c-- I cut my thoughts short when another thought crosses my mind... Oh no.. he didn't... Couldn't he have-- no no way I encourage myself.
On my way back to my room i decide to go down stairs for a glass of water, I guess all that thinking made my mouth dry.
After having a glass of water i walk back up stairs, when i got to my room i didn't even bother switching on my light and this time I use the shorter route to my bed but on my way I bump into something and it moans which makes me scream like a little girl.
I jump onto my bed covering my whole body under the covers while still screaming. I hear the light flicker on but I'm still too scared to even look.
"Isy are you ok? " i hear a voice I know too well fill the room with concern lacing through it. I start to uncover myself in disbelief but when I'm finally uncovered I'm reassured that it wasn't all in my imagination because their was Keith sitted beside me on my bed.
''What are you doing here?'' I ask still kind of screaming.
"Well I never liked the idea of you staying here alone when Lizzy left so i stayed to make sure you were ok and I had to sleep on your couch" he explains himself.
"You slept on my couch?" I state staring at the couch near my bed. "Why didn't you just sleep next to me?" I ask curiously.
"Well I wasn't sure you would like to find someone sleeping in your bed without your consent" he says running a hand through his dark hair.
"I don't see the big deal we have slept together before" I state.
God that sounded so wrong.
"Well in my defense I just found myself in the wrong room and next to you" he says thinking back to the other day.
"Yeah you were drunk and you passed out on my bed" i reply through laughs but leaving out the fact that we were almost going to have sex until he pass out on me.
We both share a laugh as I move over to the other side and gesture for him come over. He kicks off his shoes and switchs off the light before joining me in bed.
"Did you change me into this?" I
ask curiosity getting the best of me."Yeah" he says after a minute of silence.
Explains why I still have my bra on.
Thank God the light is off cause my cheeks just got set on fire after that.
"What was that?" I ask when I hear something drop.
"Uhm my shirt?" He says this more like a question.
Oh great shirtless hot boy in my bed and this he is very sober. Boom!
"Oh" is all I manage to say.
"I can put it back on if this makes you feel uncomfortable" he states.
"No--no it's perfect" oh my God did that seriously just come out of my mouth??
"Mmhm" he hums teasingly.
"Shut up and go to sleep!" I say between giggles. Honestly it was perfect if twelve year old me could see me now.
I was about to close my eyes when i felt arms sneak their way around my waist making me flinch when our bodies contacted. God he smells so good. Focus Isabelle!
"Get off me" I say while squirming beneath him. Or is it like 'I just wanna feel your body on me'#via singing.
"Shut up and go to sleep" he whispers in my ear with a low voice giving me a taste of my own medicine but I swear his hot breath on my neck made my whole body develop goosebumps.
Which makes me accidentally grind on him. Earning a groan from Keith but the vibration from his deep groan hits my body causing me grind on him again.
"Jesus Isy! I can't sleep if continue doing that and I won't be held responsible for what I would to next." He says strenly.
"I told you to get off me" I defend myself but this time I grind on him on purpose.
"Two can play it that way" he says and the next thing I know his on top of me and I'm pinned beneath him.
He grabs both my legs puts them around his waist then lowers himself into me as his hands pin mine at either sides of my head. Might I say his member just landed on my core because all I'm wearing is a t-shirt and the only thing between us is my underwear and his pants. He caves his head into my neck making his lips touch my neck.
He starts grinding his hips into me causing his member to press onto my core and I can't stop the loud moan that escapes my lips as my body arches into his.
"Mmhm!" He hums then starts brushing his lips up and down my neck which he had maximum access to all thanks to my arched body. He paused for a moment then he grinded onto me again earning another moan from me.
The worst part was that he had my hands pinned on each side of head making sure I don't touch him as he continues his pleasuring torture.
"Keith... Stop" I say but my words are a panting whisper. Not so convincing if you ask me.
"Why should I? " he asks and I can feel his smirk on my skin.
"IT'S TIME TO GET UP THE TIME IS 5:35!" "IT'S TIME TO GET UP THE TIME IS 5:35!!"
I slammed my very noisy very annoying alarm. OMG! it was a dream... Oh my God I just had a sex dream about Keith!?!
Well my dream was right about one thing I am in my t-shirt, my favourite one might I add. I smiled at my outfit as I made my way to flicker my light on.
I stared at my couch when a memory of my dream found it's way back to my mind causing me blush. Great his not even her but his causing me to blush.
I lazily dragged my body to the bathroom to take a shower because seriously that dream had my body hot. I still have enough time before school so I'm going to take my precious time.
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