Staying With The Bad Boy For Two Months

Five More Minutes :: 33

"This could be the end of everything, so why don't we go — somewhere only we know? somewhere only we know . . "

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 I choked back a shaky breath, trying my hardest to collect as much of myself as I could and fight back the urge to pass out right there. My head was light and I could barely see straight. New York? Tomorrow? After graduation? New York was half way around the country. Why would he tell me this now? We could have had so much more time together rather than not even a single day. 

 I glanced up at him, amazed by how nonchalant he was of the situation. I shook my head, though it felt as if it were going to roll right off of my shoulders. "No," I mumbled. He opened his mouth to speak but blinked instead, taking a small exhale. "Alec, you can't. Please." I was so shocked that I didn't even notice the tears that were trailing down my cheeks. He stood from his seat and took a small step, kneeling down in front of me with a frown plastered on his lips. 

"I have no choice, Avi," Alec spoke, sadness lacing his voice. "I found my father. My real father." Then only anger began to console me. I didn't know how to react. His father left him, his father did not give a shit. I stayed. After everything, I still stayed. Alec took note that I was fighting the urge to speak and spoke for me. "Avalon, I know what you are going to say. Wanting to say, rather." He exhaled a sigh and slipped his hands into my own, brushing his thumb lightly along my palm. "But I spoke with him and he has changed. He really has. He wants me to come live with him in New York, buying me a ticket and everything." 

I could tell he was happy. But it didn't feel right, his father just showing up out of nowhere and offering him a one way trip to living in New York after all these years. After he gave up his rights of being a parent. "Just like that? You are just going to leave everything behind so you can go live with your," disgust coated my tongue. "your father!" I tore my hands away from him and stood. So many emotions began to overwhelm me. "Alec, I can't let you do this." 

"I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for me." He said, lifting himself into a standing position and facing me. His expression had hardened. I winced at his choice of words, averting my gaze downwards. "I have waited such a long time for this, Avalon. The least you could do is be happy for me." And I wanted to be. More than anything. But this was not a hundred miles away from me, it was two thousand. 

I scoffed. "Do you understand what you are saying?!" I was practically yelling, even though my parents were asleep. "You had an entire week to tell me this and you didn't, you waited until the last day. You gave me one day to say goodbye." I was crying much harder now, the words barely even coming out as properly as I had wanted them to. He took a step forwards and tugged me into his arms, the side of his face rested on the top of my head. 

"I'm sorry, I was afraid that if I told you sooner I would have stayed." He hugged me tighter. I prayed that he wouldn't let go, ever. But I knew that he was not going to. I knew he was going to leave. 

I choked up a few sobs, shutting my eyes. "So you want to leave me?" I questioned, my voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt. He pulled away just slightly and pressed his forehead against my own. 

"Of course not, Avalon." He spoke softly. "But my father left me and I do not want to lose him again."

"Everyone is leaving.." I stated, inhaling. "I just prayed that since you have been left before too, you wouldn't leave me." He only squeezed my frame tighter and re-positioned his face into the bridge of my neck. "I'm not going to say goodbye to you again." 

Alec pulled away and looked at me, his eyes soft. "You don't have to. Just know that I love you," a small smile crept up onto his lips as he spoke. "and I always will."

"I love you too," I spoke beneath my breath and mapped out the indentations of his collar bone with my fingertips. He looked down at me, his exhales and inhales a tangled, unbalanced mess. I couldn't help but press my lips onto his in that exact moment. I tried to catch myself before I fell into him, giving him every single bit of me possible, allowing his hands to travel in each and every direction they pleased.

Alec came to an abrupt stop and cleared his throat, his eyes closed. "I have to go, Avalon." He mumbled shakily. I shook my head, coiling my fingertips throughout his hair. I didn't want him to leave.

"Five more minutes." I stated. That devilish smirk of his lifted at the corners of his lips as his eyes fluttered open and I could tell by that intense gaze exactly what he was awaiting to be approved, only then did I surprise myself with a simple, curt nod before he had clasped his hands firmly on my sides and lifted me into a straddled position upon his waist. 

"Where is the quietest place in this house?" He questioned, his voice a velvety purr against my neck. I gulped back the emptiness in my throat. This was really happening. I was agreeing to permanently give Alec Vermont the most important treasure I could ever withhold without even a second thought. 

"Why don't we just go to my room?" I asked innocently, only because I didn't think being somewhere quite would really matter. 

Alec chuckled lowly, shaking his head in retrospect of my idiocy. "I would hate to wake your parents, princess." A small, quaint blush formed around my cheeks. After giving it a thought or two, it began to make sense. As many times as this boy had sex, being somewhere quite might just be the best idea he had ever had.

"Guest room, right next to the laundry room." I chuckled. He raised his eyebrows curiously. 

"Upstairs? Baby, I don't think.." I stopped him mid sentence, huffing a breath before I slipped carelessly from his grip and tip-toed down the hall to the guest room. My parents room was all the way on the other side of the house. I carefully opened the door and glanced back at Alec, grinning. He flashed a simper and lifted me up once more, gently closing the door behind him.

Might as well end senior year with a bang.