The First Girl I Loved

#22

Stacy's POV

"Stacy.."

I felt goosebumps all over my skin, just her mumbling my name.

I'm still looking at her in disbelief, is she really here? What is she doing outside my hotel room? I fell asleep earlier in the couch while reading a book when I heard something from the door. Like someone just bumped or hit on it. I got curious and scared as well, but just to make sure I checked and opened the door and yeah, I saw her sleeping outside. It's pretty cold.

I sat down and quickly smelled alcohol. She's drunk. Where did she came from? She's still injured and I don't think she can go somewhere with a sprained ankle.

I felt an electicity all throughout my body when I slowly touched her arms. I froze in split-seconds and felt her burning skin.

"You're burning," I whispered and slowly cupped her face which is really red and even hotter than her arms. She's really drunk.

I was about to pull her up when she threw her sweater away and exposed her half-naked upper body. My eyes widened and realized that she'd removed her sweater and maybe used it as blanket earlier.

Her fingers travelled to her bare stomach into her chest near her side boob, and scratched it roughly with her slender fingers.

"God," I growled and saw her exposed cleavage. I tried to look away but it's too irresistable to resist. My face is burning as well, when she shifted and exposed more of her boobs.

"Fuck," I closed my eyes and managed to pull her up. I placed her arms around my neck and I guided her to the living room. I heard her small giggle when I lightly touched her side. Oh, I forgot that she's extemely ticklish. A grin spread across my face.

But my smiled faded when I remembered that I'm not supposed to be happy.

Because I know that when she wake up in the morning, everything will be just the same. I will stay away from her like what I'm doing. Like what I promised.

"Hey, where are we *hik going? That's my roomyy!" she whined and pointed at the door and was about to lay down again on the floor

"No, no. That's not your room. Come here," I grabbed her hand and felt really happy to hold her hand again.

I missed her...

God. Why are you doing this to me?

We have the hotel to ourselves because my roomate told me she's going somewhere with our other teammates.

We sat on the couch and felt her looking at me. I looked at her and she looked confused. She hiccups adorably while giving me a confused look.

"Are you really here? Am I not dreaming? *hik Or hallucinating?" she reached for my hand and slowly intertwined our hands. She looked at our hands happily.

Can I be happy just for this night?

"What are you doing outside?" I asked while she's still looking at our hands grinning.

"Huh? I'm not outside *hik We're here in my couch," she said looking at me like I asked a very silly question and snuggled closer to me.

I closed my eyes and God knows how I missed her warmth. The way she squeeze me into her arms. Everything feel so right and all that I gotta do is to hug her back and pull her as close as possible to me.

But there's a big chaos in my head. That this is not right. This is just one of my illusions. That she will never be mine.

I pushed her away from me harshly causing her to almost fall on the couch. I looked down and let my tears fall from my eyes.