Off-limits

Chapter 4

Beep beep beep beep

I rolled over at the sound of my alarm clock and hit it about 10 times before it finally shut up. My head was pounding (most likely from the alcohol) And when I looked down I realized I was still in the dress from yesterday. I couldn't remember much of the party except for one certain occurrence that left my head my head buzzing. Ryan.

How dare he do that? I can wear whatever the hell I want whenever the hell I want. He doesn't control me. I mean sure the dress is a bit revealing but I'm 18 I am free to make my own decisions.

I rolled out of my bed an walked over to my bathroom, tripping over my feet the entire time.

I reluctantly lifted my head to the mirror and took in the horrendous sight of my face. I had bags under my eyes, and my skin was sickly pale. I looked dead, and I felt it too.

I peeled the tight fabric of the dress off of my body and jumped into the shower. The hot water relaxed my stuff muscles and helped my hangover to subside a bit.

When I stepped out of the shower I noticed that there where no towels in my bathroom. the closest ones where in the guest bedrooms bathroom...

I assessed my situation:

1. I need the towel because I'm soaking wet.

2. Justin is at work so I don't have to worry about him seeing me.

3. I escorted everyone out last night and had checked to make sure all of the rooms were empty.

After assuring myself that nobody would see me I walked across the hall into the guest bedroom and grabbed a towel from the bathroom.

I quickly wrapped wrapped it around myself, happy that everything had gone as planned.

Suddenly I heard steps outside the bedrooms door. " Kayla? Hey, we need to talk, where are you?" Ryan's voice echoed through the house.

Shit.

I heard his footsteps lead into my bedroom his voice repeating my name.

Slowly his footsteps grew louder as he walked to this room. I panicked and ran to the first place I could think of. The shower. I closed the shower door behind me and held the towel close to my body.

"Kayla?" he was in the bedroom now.

He walked through the bathroom door and walked around the room. He checked the closets, the bathtub, and finally, the shower.

His eyes caught mine and relief rushed over his face. He walked straight into the shower and hugged me tightly to his body. I however, did not hug back, I held my towel up to my body.

"God I was so worried. Don't hide from me. Ever." he pushed me back and held me by my shoulders looking into my eyes deeply.

"Promise me. Don't you dare roll your eyes at me. Just promise."

I shook my head slightly at him and finally gave in. "Fine. I promise not to ever hide from you." I shrugged.

"Ryan, if you don't mind me asking, What the hell are you doing here?"

"Your brother said you weren't answering your phone and asked me to come and check on you to make sure you were okay." he said in a 'duh you idiot' tone which pissed me off to no end.

"Okay. Great. Now as you can see I am absolutely fine. Now leave so I can get clothes on." just as I finished my sentence his eyes started to hungrily trail down my body. His eyes grew dark with lust and a smirk grew on his lips as my green orbs connected to his dark blues.

He took a step towards me. I took two steps back and hit the wall. I mistakenly lifted one of my arms to my head where I had hit it on the wall. As I did so my towel started to show a side view of my naked body.

SHIT!

I quickly grabbed the towel before it could show anything and Ryan then had me pinned to the wall, with one arm on either side of my head.

I quickly ducked under his arm and ran out of the shower stall and through the guest bedroom to my bedroom.

As soon as I stepped into my room I locked the door and ran to my closet. I didn't have much time, Ryan knew where the extra key to my room was.

I threw on some underwear, sweats, and a bra before I heard my door being unlocked I searched through my drawers for a loose shirt but I couldn't find one. I grabbed the first shirt I could find and threw it over my head letting it slip down my body.

As I looked down i realized that the shirt was fully made of black lace and was see-through. One of Rachel's shirts.

My door opened and Ryan walked in looking like a jumble of emotions, the most prominent ones being:

Anger..

And lust.

AUTHORS NOTE

Hey guys I'm sorry that I haven't undated in a while I've just been switched between this story and my other one.

WRITERS BLOCK IS MY ENEMY!!

I know what I want to happen in this book but I'm having trouble bringing it to paper. Jeez. I am a hot mess. Anyways.. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!!!!! I LOVE YOU ALL OMFG AHHHHHH!!!!!!

-PEEPLOVA2013