Running From Love (A Eric Northman Love Story)

Chapter 11: Making Out with Eric Northman

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ł West's POV ł

Eric looks at me with... emotion? What is this? He looks guilty and oddly concerned. Something is stopping him from drinking from me and it isn't me. I'm just pinned here.

I can't deal with the way he is looking at me. He actually looks concerned and caring. I can't deal with emotion like this. Emotion has never been my strong suit. I guess that's one of the reasons I wanted to strip. It can numb me and my heart. So I don't have to feel. Feelings always betray you. My heart can lead me astray, however my brain will always tell me the truth. Whatever it is Eric is feeling for me I can't let him feel it any longer. I can't stay here. Even though I love it. Amelia is my friend and Pam is to.

Pam shared something with me the other day that I'll never forget. When we were at Blood Lust she started telling me about her other plans.

She wants a prodigy. She has for sometime. She wants someone to hang out with, to teach, and to love. I naturally assumed she wanted Amelia. Try are so close. And she does. Pam wants to be Amelia's creator. But then she told me something else. I remember her exact words. "And I wouldn't mind if Amelia had a sort of, twin, let's call it." When she smiled at me I knew what she meant. She wants me and Amelia to be her prodigies. I hadn't wanted to think about it until today. I sort of suppressed it.

I've gotten to comfortable here. I've let myself become close with people in this short time. I can't slow that. It's like I'm betraying myself. I'm turning the gun on myself. And I have to leave before I pull the damn trigger.

When you get close to people they hurt you. That's how society works. I'm running tomorrow night. And nobody in this club can stop me.

My mind snaps back to reality as Eric backs away from me and goes back to whatever he was doing.

As if nothing happened and I didn't just make a life changing decision I go back to cutting up apples.

After I finish cutting up two green ones and a red one I put them in a small bowl and go sit on the couch.

Eric follows after me carrying two drinks. One is obvious blood meant for him. The other appears to be some form of fruit juice. I think. I hope.

He hands me the fruit juice thing and I sniff it suspiciously. He rolls his eyes and sits beside me.

Well this is awkward.

I eat my apples slowly.

He sips his blood.

I drink some fruit juice. It's really good so I drink the rest of it very quickly. Putting the glass down on the small side table beside me I continue to eat my apples.

He finishes his blood.

He takes our glasses to the kitchen and puts them in the sink.

He comes back and sits down beside me.

I look over at him and observe his smirk. He turns to me.

I'm going to leave tomorrow. And whether I like it or not I have a crush on Eric Northman. It's obvious that he'd be ok with that.

Well if I'm leaving tomorrow anyways and I'm screwed emotional wise. What's the point in denying myself my emotions for these last couple of hours.

I drop the apples and at the same time he reaches for me. Our thoughts were the same both of us thinking along the same track like one mind.

He grabs my waist and pulls me to him. At the same time I pull his bare chest against me by his neck. My back slams against the couch and Eric is on top of me.

I kiss him passionately like I never have a person before. His arms are sliding around my waist and slowly brushing my tank top up. I let him no longer denying myself this pleasure.

I slowly wrap my legs around his waist and he groans against my lips. I smirk silently. Felling my now nearly bare back I stop the kiss and stare into Eric's eyes.

"And what do you think your doing Northman?" He looks flustered for a moment but then observes my devious smile and silences me with a kiss.

My tank top lands on the floor beside me before I even know it's been taken off.

He sits up pulling my into his lap. Not wanting to stop this moment Eric merely carries me through the room. I'm still not sure where it is we are going when the door to my bedroom opens. Eric slams me down on the bed and moves over top of me.

I smile up at him and he smiles down. His fangs are still away, thank god and I know I'll have to stop this soon. Before it goes to far. I don't want Eric to lose control. I just can't have that.

Eric's hands glide around my pant line and I move my hands over his bare shoulders. Laughing and smiling we roll on the bed kissing passionately.

Forcefully holding my waist and me clinging to his broad shoulders we fall off the edge of the bed. I laugh lightly and Eric silences me with his sweet lips.

I feel Eric's hand squeezing my butt and decide that this is far enough. Through heated kisses I make out to Eric. "Eric...this is...as far as...I'm going...with you."

He stops and pulls away from me with a fierce look on his face. Flipping us so I'm on top of his sitting on his waist. I lean down to his angry face. "For now that is."

I spring up trying to calm myself down and regain my composure. I walk out to the living room and put on my tank top again.

Despite myself I touch my lips and smile. I almost want to jump up and down in delight. There was such electricity bouncing around me. He's like a drug I just can't set enough of (((any other twilight fans get this))). I want him but still know I have to leave.

Screw my messed up life.

ł Eric's POV ł

Damn you West. How does she do this? She's a real tease and yet I like her. Why can't she just have submit to me? Then again if she did I probably wouldn't like her as much. I love that independent fire. When it doesn't burn me that is.

Now I'm just laying here on her floor. With my hands behind my head hoping my plan worked. In her juice I slipped her some of my blood. I really thought she'd catch onto that. I guess I overestimated her a little. She drank every last drop. And seemed to enjoy it too.

Satisfaction fills me. She'll be mine soon and there is nothing anyone else can do about it. Because she won't be forced into anything she'll want me. She'll come right to me willingly.

Sookie will be coming to pick her up tomorrow though. I hate working with them. It's much to uncomfortable and strange. I'm long over Sookie but just really dislike seeing her. She's quite an annoying little bitch sometimes if you ask me.

"Eric," I hear a small timid voice from the door which I recognize as West's. A smirk light up on my face. "Can we watch a movie?"

I usually don't watch movies. The pathetic dribble that humans come up with annoys the hell out of me. But despite that fact I respond with. "Of course."

Getting up I see her figure in the doorway. He hair in covering half of her face. The side with the green eye and her lavender one looks at me expectantly.

Begrudgingly I follow her to where she has already put in a blue ray disk. She sits on the couch and I sit beside her. Slowly, almost shyly, she curls up beside me as the movie starts.

«Ya this chapter is kinda dull and it's honestly sorta a filler. But hey they made out and rolled around and all that.
Until next time dearies!

Now for a update on my life.
Me and a friend let's call her Amelia just because I can!! Want to film a tv show to put on YouTube. We also want to guy I have a crush on to do the filming some editing and act in it. So this should be interesting.

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