Not So Sure Yet:

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Hey guys know it's been a while hopefully I'll begin to update some more. Decided to let the points of view go back and forth a little between Seth and Quinn the bold is Seths' thanks for reading hope there still people who do. Enjoy

Rehearsal Dinner:

"So Quinn how are things from what my baby bro has told me you managed to get yourself in a bind with your boss?" Nathan manages to capture the attention of everyone at our kind of small intimate party.

"Nathan!" Me and Zachary yell at the same time.

"What, come on Quinney you know I'm just joking." He looks to Seth and gives him a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes.

"Why does this feel like a pissing contest?" Alex interjects.

"Because it is." Quinn looks over to Alex and than back to Nathan.

Seth leans into me and begins whispering in my ear. "Now why is that? Please don't tell me another true love ex boyfriend Quinn?"

"No not exactly. Seth please, please I am begging you. You can play your jealousy card with whoever you want but not with Nathan same as Zachary with them no. We have history but not that way all he's doing is sizing you up he's just protective."

Her eyes were pleading with me. I can see right through them.

And suddenly I felt like a dick. I couldn't help it, my possessiveness. In my line of work, in the type of girls you meet. There all looking for a hand up.

So I just returned the favor took what I needed from them. And that was the difference between those girls and Quinn.

She didn't need anybody she took care of herself. Fought her demons on her own. She was a fighter. He fell head over heels in love with the girl who called him out who constantly argued with him. And who still cared enough about him when he was a dick to the rest of the world.

Anthony was a different story. Anthony he could let go. Everyone always carries a special place in there hearts for there first love. Unfortunately us as human beings will always compare the old to the new. But I could accept that.

As soon as I saw her run to him with the simple gesture of his arms opening. And the smile that crossed there faces I knew.

He was one of the lucky ones.

He was the one she allowed to see her broken. He was the one she would call when she had nowhere to turn to. He was the one she would go to when she got lost.

He was the one she allowed to save her.

That's where it came from. The jealousy. It was different with Zachary. There was a friendship there that he recognized. He held the same one with his colleagues.

But this one made him want to take her back to his bed.

To remind her that if she needed someone it was to be him.

So at the end that's exactly what he did.

We walked hand in hand to his room.

It wasn't going to be tonight. She knew there was too much left unsaid.

She grabbed her bag from Lawrence while I went and unlocked the door. It wasn't tonight that much I knew. But regardless this would be the first time she slept in my bed.

Than and there I wished we were in my home. So it would be my actual bed that she marked as there's.

"Do you need help with that?" He was trying to be smooth. She giggled at him.

"I'm more than sure I can manage. I'm gonna jump in the shower than I'll join you."

The Shower was my thinking time. Sharing a bed with Seth for the first time. Definitely consisted of thinking about.

What if it was weird. What if he doesn't want. Doesn't want what. Why the hell are you overthinking something as simple as sleeping. Inwardly groaning at my stupid self and my damn what ifs.

I decided it was time to just face the music. Or sleep in the damn bed.

Stepping out of the bathroom was weird. At least for me it was.

He was already in his pj's. He looked beautiful. And weirdly my mouth watered.

He gestures for me to go to him. Nervously I make my way to sit next to him on the edge of the bed but instead he grabs my waist and drifts me to stand in between his legs.

He grabs me from behind my next and put his mouth on mine. Its slow and yet so passionate.

His tongue traces my lower lip and soon I grant him access.

I don't know how it happens. But next thing I know I'm under him and kissing isn't enough anymore.

He lifts my tank top just under my breasts. And begins to trace his nose inhaling my scent of arousal and body wash.

"Don't get me wrong, I love the no bra and tank top." Than he begins to nip and mark my stomach. When I groan I hear him growl. "But what happened to the sports bra and spanks?"

Than I'm pushing my thighs together there's still too much that hasn't been said. And at the rate he's going he just might find my spanks under my sweats.

"Seth." I push him from his shoulders so we're back to facing eachother.

"Isn't there something you want to ask me? Anything at all?"

I can see his wheels turning. I love the face he makes when his mind begins to work. These past few days have been long.

Being away from him seems to get more difficult with each passing day.

"I love you." He whispers. Barely a whisper even.

"Seth, I.... i don't know." I'm fumbling.

This wasn't expected. At lease not yet.

"You don't have to say it back. I'm sorry to ambush you but I want you to know that I love you. I fall deeper everyday and the day you say it back will probably the best day of my life."

I stand and begin to pace.

"Seth I'm trying. I am. I'm scared though. You are not supposed to be with a girl like me. Our worlds don't match. And I feel myself falling deeper and deeper everyday. And there will come a day where you will realize that... that..."

Than i started to cry. And he was at my side in an instant. Before the first tear even fell.

"I'm sorry. Everyone who's said they would always be there have turned there back and walked away. Every guy I've ever liked has chose someone else. And the ones who claimed they loved me took it back. And I'm so scared to lose you it sometimes keeps me up at night."

He walked me to the bed. The bed we would be sharing. We tucked in close together. Arms wrapped around the other.

"You don't have to say it now."

He gave me a quick kiss.

I began to find solace in his arms. That was definitely new.

And as I began to drift off. I heard one last plea from his mouth.

"Try and watch me walk away from you. I can't seem to stay away. Trust me I've tried."

With that my eyes closed.

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