WARNING: Mature language and Intimacy. Read at your own discretion. (18+)
Sequel to Babysitter. You don't have to read the first book! But if you want to go ahead (:
Nate and Nik are twins that are inseparable but will falling for the same girl br...
I walked hand and hand with Lottie until we reached her dorm. It's pretty far from mines. She took her keys out and opened the door walking in and turning on the lights. Her room was something I expected. White bed, smell of smoke and band posters everywhere. It was clean too and I noticed the other bed for her 'roommate' was empty. There was just a mattress there.
"Where your roommate?" I asked her while looking around the room. She pulled my hand and signaled me to sit in her bed which I did. "I don't have one" she said walking to the restroom shuffling through her drawers and pulling out an first aid kit walking back and sitting next to me. She grabs my face softly and I turn towards her.
"This may sting" she said and cleaned my cuts and blood with alcohol. It obviously did sting but I tried not to show it. "Why don't you have a roommate?" I asked just to make a conversation. I honestly didn't care why but I asked anyways. "They didn't want to deal with a person like me" she said softly wiping my face more and adding small bandages. "A person like you?" I asked hoping she wasn't insecure about herself. "Yeah, a person with drug habits" she said getting up and walking back to the restroom. I follow behind her.
I pop my head in and see her sitting on top of the closed toilet seat with her hands covering her face. I squat down to her level with her legs in between mines and I grab her hands softly, removing them so I can see her face. She had a few tears running down her cheek looking at me with her gray eyes. "Don't give me that look" she said sniffling and wiping her tears with her sleeves.
"What look?" I said and she looked down again. I picked her head up with my finger and made eye contact with her once again. "The look of sympathy. I don't need your sympathy. I'm tired of people looking at me like a lost cause or a social casualty" she said getting up and pushing me away while walking out the door. I fell to the floor since I was squatting and lost my balance but got back up to followed her, seeing that she was in her bed laying face down with her face buried on her pillow.
I sit next to her turning her around and picking her small fragile body hugging her. She wasn't sobbing or crying hysterically. She was just sniffling. "That band sucks" I say and she backs away turning around and looking at the band I was pointing too. "That's my favorite band jerk" she said smiling showing her dimples and punching me softly in my shoulder. I actually didn't know the band but I had to try something to make her smile again. "Pfft as if, You don't know what good music is" I said smiling back at her.
"Oh, and you do?" She asked crossing her arms and looking at me offended because I said her music taste sucks. "Of course i do" I said poking her left dimple with my right arm. She smacks my hand away and gets up turning on her iPod and playing some rock music. "This is good music" she said bopping her head back and forward while playing air guitar making me laugh.
"Is not"
"Is too"
"Is not"
"Is too" she said pushing me back but I grabbed her arm and yanked her forward toward me so she would fall too. She let out a small scream and fell on top of me.
She picked her head up and was inches away from me.
She began to lean in but before she did I flipped her tiny body over with me now on top of her. Her legs were spread apart and I was in between them. I wanted to kiss her so badly but I knew i couldn't. She ran her finger down my spine making me shiver with a sexual sensation. Her hand was on my cheek stroking it with her thumb making me close my eyes and open them back up making eye contact with her.
That moment I said fuck it and smashed my lips into her in a soft way and we moved our lips in sync. She wrapped her legs around me pulling me closer to her. Her hands were also on my hair massaging it and mines where on both of her sides picking myself up so I won't crush her with my weight. My right hand began to go up from her ribs to her neck but I was careful and didn't touch her boob. I don't touch private areas unless I'm allowed to. She was trying to turn me around so she can be on top of me again but I didn't allow her. I love to be in control and I love to make the other person feel pleasure by my actions.
I snapped back into reality and pulled away from her. No, no this was wrong. I can't betray my brother like this. I sat up with my back facing her. I felt her sit up too and she wrapped her arms around my neck kissing it. "No stop" I said getting up and rubbing my temples. "What do you mean?" She asked with eyes filled with hurt. "I can't do this to Nate" I said turning around and walking towards the door with my hand in the handle. "Wait" she said making me stop dead in my tracks.
"Stay" she said with hurt in her voice. "Stay for me" she said and I gripped the handle. Not knowing what to do.
I turned around and walked towards her laying in the bed with her following and putting her head on my chest, swinging her right foot around my waist and pulling herself closer to me.
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I knew I made a mistake but something was telling me that staying was the right thing to do at the moment.
