Chapter 21

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Rye just looked at Annabelle's rosy lips. They were so close to his, that he couldn't stop himself, but think of how they could taste. He knew, he shouldn't, as it would mess things up, but he did it anyway. He leaned closer, feeling the girls heart pumping faster. They were millimetres away from each other, completely getting lost in the moment.

However, it was all broken by the laud knock onto the door...

Both of them quickly jumped away, realising they got lost in their feelings. Rye hearing Annabelle's heavy breathing, was ready to Avada Kedavra anyone who stood on the other side of the door. He brushed his hair with his fingers, trying to calm his emotions down. He walked and opened the door, to see a similar face looking down at the documents.

"Sorry for interrupting, but there has been a compl.." the man stopped talking, as he raised his head, realising he is facing the same pair that he disturbed couple of days ago, at night, in the different room. "Erm, complaining about noice" he finished, embarrassed.

"Baby, you were too laud again" Ryan shouted, decided to play the same game as they did before. Even though, he knew that Annabelle's screams, when she spilled the water, were laud and people had a right to complain, it didn't stop him to be annoyed at the man in front of him, for breaking the moment. His mind told him he should thank this guy for preventing further problems, but at that moment, adrenaline in his blood was travelling too fast to worry about such details. Annabelle came to the door, confused at what her roommate is doing. As her eyes saw the similar man, she smacked her head with her hand, wondering what all those employees think about her right now. This action caused the man to look at her, almost as if she was turning crazy. Her eyes travelled to Rye, looking for advice in this miserable situation. The boy tried to give her a sign to continue the game, wanting to blow the innocent man off the steam. Annabelle looked at the person behind the door, who was standing quietly, staring at her wet top that now, showed the contour of her burgundy laced up bralette.

"Oh, don't worry about that" she said, looking down at her top. "It's not the first time Ryan made me wet" she said innocently, as the mentioned boy almost choked with his own saliva. "Of course, I'll try not to scream as much, but you know, it all depends on him" she added, pointing at Ryan, realising it was technically true. If he would tell her about this stupid water problem before, nothing would happen. "But now, excuse me, I need to change" she finished, going to the bathroom.

"I'm sorry, I'll try to keep her quieter" Ryan said, as his emotions calmed down, feeling sorry for another awkward conversation this man had to face. He shut the door, not waiting for a response, at the same time as Annabelle came out of the room.

"Erm.." she started, not knowing how to comment the situation. She couldn't lie, she wanted the kiss to happen so much but now as she thought about it, she was happy it got distracted. Hard feeling would cause too much trouble.

"Yeah..." Ryan joined her awkward conversation, not knowing what to say. He looked at her, thinking that if someone would tell him, he can come back in time and finish what they started, he would jump in straight away. However, he decided to accept the circumstances, thinking that if something was meant to happen, it'll happen either way.

"Ehh, I guess we got a bit.. em.. carried in emotions. You know, lack of boyfriends and girlfriends for a long time" Annabelle started, not revealing the fact that long time for her meant nearly 18 years.

"So... we're acting normally again?" Ryan suggested, not knowing if that's what he really wanted.

"Friends again" Annabelle laughed, shaking his hand. The awkward silence appeared as no one knew what to say. "Ehh, I guess I need to visit Amanda and Andy for a second" Annabelle said, looking at her wet top.

"I wouldn't dare. It's nearly 2 AM and they acted so comfortably with each other in public that you don't know what they're doing now." Rye replied, laughing at Annabelle who pulled a disgusted face.

"Ew, Rye. They're my friends, I don't want to think about it" she said, as she squeezed her nose almost as if she smelled something bad.

"Come on, I'll give you a shirt to change to and we'll finish making toffee" he said, placing his hand on his stomach, almost as if he wanted to show he's hungry. As he did that, he realised his top is wet too. "Ehm, I guess I need to change too" he laughed off the awkward situation. Annabelle just blushed, remembering the reason why his top got wet. Their bodies were so close only about 3 minutes ago, and she still could feel the heat that Rye's body gave her. The boy went to his wardrobe and took out 2 t-shirts, one of which he thrown at Annabelle. She caught it, walking to the bathroom, while Rye decided to put it on in the room.

When everything was sorted, they came back to bed, with the toffies in their hands, enjoying rest of the movie. After a while, Annabelle lied comfortably under the blanket, as she placed the finished cup on the bedside table. Rye repeated her actions, trying to find a comfortable position. They had about half an hour left of the movie, but Annabelle couldn't concentrate because of Rye squirming all the time. As she was about to ask him what's wrong, he spoke.

"Emm, do you mind if I take off my shirt?" He asked, feeling a bit awkward. Usually, he wouldn't care and just take it off as he was sure Annabelle would have nothing against it, but after the awkward 'water' situation, he decided to ask."I usually sleep without it, and it became such a habit, I feel uncomfortable now" he explained as she looked at him.

"Yeah, sure. It's your room, do what you want" she said nicely, deep inside feeling mix of emotions about him being half naked. They lied in comfortably, under the blanket, watching the rest of the movie. Annabelle was keeping a distance from her friend, hoping that her body won't betray her at night and it will stay in the same position as it was now.

However, she didn't know that we don't usually get what we want...

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