Rejection Causes Love?

Chapter 12: Worry

When Chris and I made love, it felt like nothing else I had ever experienced before. It felt amazing, and I didn't want to throw this away by staying away from him. But I had to accept him for him to accept me... Right?

"I love you Madison. Why can't you understand that?" He asked between breaths as his body finally slumped against mine. He rolled us over so that I was laying on top of him, and then he stared intently into my eyes.

"I-I do understand Chris. I'm sorry." I admitted, the words leaving my lips without my permission. I hadn't meant to apologize, or tell him anything that would make him believe I trusted him. Then I shook the overreacting thoughts away, taking a deep breath and telling myself that I needed to give him one more chance. I just hoped I wouldn't regret it.

"Madison... Do you love me?" He asked softly, brushing his thumb across my cheek as he swept a strand of hair behind my ear. I blinked slowly and then stared down at his bare chest as I rested on top of him. A billion phrases flashed through my mind, but I pushed away all the negative ones, wanting to focus on the positive. I wanted to focus on the truth. I groaned and pulled his lips back to mine, kissing him hungrily and gasping for air between our kisses.

"I will always love you Chris, even if you don't love me." I assured him, and his arm tightened around the bare skin of my back, causing a shudder to pass through my body.

"But I do love you. That won't change, and I won't hurt you. Ever again." He growled fiercely, his tongue tangling with mine as he kissed me deeply. I grabbed his face in my hands and stared into his eyes, seeing how much pain I had caused him lately. His pain was reflected back into my own gaze and I dropped my head into the crook of his neck, ashamed. I couldn't believe I had been so selfish. I needed to take risks once in awhile, but I was too absorbed in the fact that Chris had the potential to hurt me again, and I hadn't wanted that. I still didn't want that, but I knew it wasn't something I could control. Just like I couldn't control my love for him.

"I'm so sorry." I mumbled into the warm skin of his neck, kissing it softly as his fingertips brushed over my skin.

"It's okay baby." He whispered, his words soothing and calming. I sighed heavily and his hold around me tightened, his warm body making my body tingle in response. I loved him too much to let him go, no matter what happened. I just couldn't let him go. It was impossible.

"Will you trust me again?" He breathed, sounding nervous of my response.

"I'll give you another chance. Just don't ruin it." I whispered, admiring the planes of his chest. He smiled and his hands rested on my waist before I remembered something.

"So who are you going to prom with?" I asked suddenly, my heart speeding up. He chuckled and his grin widened.

"I was wondering if... You wanted to go with me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"M-Me?" I asked, shocked.

"Of course. I hadn't asked anyone else at the time, but I was intending on asking you if you ever talked to me again." He admitted. I smiled back at him in return and kissed him softly.

"I would love to go with you." I mumbled against his lips. He sighed in relief and then rolled us over again.

"I love you." He said, and I smiled at his words.

"I love you too."

***

I woke up and realized with a jolt that it was dark outside, and I was naked in Chris' arms. My heart froze and I instantly grabbed my phone, seeing that I had about fifteen missed calls and then I felt like I was about to die when I checked the time. It was 2 am, and my parents were gonna kill me.

"Shit." I mumbled under my breath. I felt Chris placing soft kisses on the back of my neck as he worked his way up to my ear.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly. I blushed and looked away in embarrassment.

"It's 2 am and my parents realized by now that I'm gone. They're gonna kill me when I come home." I groaned out in annoyance. He chuckled and then slipped on his boxers as he slid out of bed.

"Okay then. Get dressed, I can drive you home." He mumbled, handing me my clothes. I instantly got dressed and ran into his bathroom, fixing my hair and checking my reflection in the mirror before I decided that I looked okay. I sighed deeply and walked back outside, going downstairs and exiting Chris' house as I saw him waiting by his car.

We both got in his car and he started it up, pulling out of his driveway. He drove down the street and I stared at his face, illuminated by some of the street lamps.

"Thanks for driving me." I said softly, but inside I was still terrified of what would happen when I got home. He nodded and reached out, taking my hand in his as he drove.

As soon as we got to my house I leaned over and kissed him deeply, and he kissed me back for a few minutes until we broke apart and he kissed my forehead lightly.

"See you later." He mumbled, letting me out of the car. I waved to him as he drove off, and then I walked up my driveway, slipping my keys out of my pocket and unlocking the door. I silently crept inside and tip-toed up the stairs, making my way to my room and flopping down onto my bed. I just hoped my parents wouldn't find me in the morning, and that I could sneak out the door and go to school before anything happened. I crossed my fingers and hoped that would happen, but in my mind I knew it wouldn't. My parents were much too observant, and they would definitely catch me. Now I just had to make up a story of where I had been all night...