Corrupted. [Part II: On The Run]

Chapter One: What's In Georgia?

CHAPTER ONE:

  I awake to heavy, hot pants hitting my mouth.

  I slowly flutter my eyes open and flinch once I see Zayn's cheek pressed against mine. I slowly pull away, not wanting to wake him, and a string of his droll hangs from my skin. I slightly gag and wipe it off with the sleeve of his shirt that I'm wearing.

  I get off the bed and hear him make a loud and extremely weird noise.

  I look over, startled that I woke him… but see him just roll over, completely passed out.

  I look at the window and notice light coming from the other side… so much for getting up before sunrise.

  I get up of the bed and almost immediately step on Louis, from him being so close to the bed.

  A smirk forms on my face… I could easily step on his stupid face or kick him as hard as I can right now and easily just say it was an "accident".

  I take a breath and just step over him, wasting a perfect opportunity.

  I walk over to the dresser and see an old, dusty coffee machine. I notice a little packet of coffee.

  I pick up the packet covered in dust and wipe it off. I look for the expiration date, but it's so faded that it's unreadable. 

   I put it down. I wouldn't drink it anyways.

  I like lattes not coffee. It would be a waste.

  I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, now desperately craving a caramel latte. My mouth waters at the thought.

  "I can go get you some coffee, if you'd like?" I turn around, caught off guard and see Louis.

  He's standing in his boxers and his hair is incredibly messy. His eyes open halfway as they barely look at me.

  You take away the douche bag clothes and make him say something nice for once… he doesn't seem that bad… until you realize his motives.

  "I'm not doing anything for you, I'm not touching you… and you're most certainly not going to touch me." I cross my arms becoming defensive, "Whatever your intentions are its"-"Its just coffee." He cuts me off, with a rugged voice, still tired.

   His words are too familiar.

  "That's what you said last time, and you planned on trying to take my virginity." I state the fact and stare at him.

  "It's just coffee, I swear." He rubs his eyes, still half asleep. Making me believe him.

  He wipes his face and stretches.

  He leans over and grabs his clothes from the floor and starts to dress himself. "So yes to the coffee?" I turn back to face him and see that he's fully dress.

  "Um, sure, yeah. Uh, thank you." I'm not sure of what to say because I'm still not sure how I feel about this… just coffee? It's never just coffee.

  But I guess eventually we'll see just what actually he wants. He starts to walk out the door and I stop him, "I don't like coffee, I want a caramel latte. Okay?" I stare at him, making sure he gets the message… unlike last time.

  I shut the door behind him and wait a few moments for him to leave. I open the curtains and the sunlight quickly engorges the room.

  I look back at Zayn and see him facing the other way, so the sun doesn't affect him.

  I sit in the chair, in front of the window… not noticing it was here yesterday. 

  I look at the forrest-y view and see Louis' car leaving.