Chapter Three.

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Chapter Three.

(Might be a little short sorry)

“Aurora I’ll need your help today.” Jordan looked over at me from his seat.

“What is it?”

“Well, because my apartment’s been invaded I don’t have any clothes for the next few weeks.”

“What do you mean ‘weeks?’ I don’t think it’ll take that long for them to find you.” I joked, yet he gave me a stare that immediately shut me up and made me feel insecure as if he could read all my thoughts. I felt weak under his gaze.

“I’ll just need you to go to Will’s house and borrow some clothes from him for me. I can go shop for more if I need it later.” He responded.

“Well why can’t you just go?” I asked.

“Aurora are you stupid? Will lives down the hall from me I can’t just walk past the police in my apartment and say ‘sup.’”

Ignoring his insult, I sighed in agreement.

As soon as Jordan gave me Will’s address, I headed over, surprised at how close he actually lived from me.

Once I passed Jordan’s room, which didn’t have any police in it at the moment, I knocked on Will’s door.

There was a muffled sound and a scramble towards the door, where I saw Will in better lighting than at the club, and realized why Jessie had her thoughts on him.

“Hey, I’m one of Jordan’s friends. He said that you’d have some clothes he could borrow.” I introduced myself.

“Yeah, he told me about you coming.” Will replied and let me in.

Looking around his apartment, it was very neat and clean, the opposite I expected. But as we neared his bedroom door, he told me not to enter, and between opening and closing the door to get in, I noticed the cluttered mess in the room.

He spent less than a minute, randomly throwing clothes into a bag then handed them to me.

Before leaving, he smirked and said, “Don’t have too much fun,” and handed me a small baggie. Noticing what it was, I dropped it and backed away. “I wouldn’t have sex with Jordan in my life!”

He rolled his eyes and muttered a ‘mhm’ then ended up picking the condom up and plopping it into Jordan’s bag of clothes.

“Well, bye!” He smiled.

“Bye.” I returned with a half smile and walked back home.

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“Jordan I have your clothes.” I yelled as I walked into my apartment, not knowing where he was.

He ran out of the bathroom, freshly bathed and only wearing a towel, which gave me a full view of his body. And even though I tried not to look, he managed to see me glance at his toned body for a split second and smirked.

Taking the bag away from me, he said, “Thanks” and patted my head which messed up my hair.

Once he returned out of his room with clothes, he asked, “So what do you want to do for the rest of the day?”

“I’d like to eat something since I haven’t even had breakfast and it’s already 2:30.” I responded.

He nodded. “I’ll get right on it. You go watch a show or whatever and your late lunch will be ready in half an hour.”

“That’s a long time.” I muttered and began walking towards the couch, yet he appeared right behind me and whispered in my ear, “Unless you want some of me right now.”

“Maybe later.” I stuck with his flirty actions, immediately regretting it as he smacked my butt and returned to the kitchen.

After watching half an hour of Scrubs, Jordan called me over to the table.

“I made you ramen!” He beamed.

I laughed. I didn’t know what I was expecting, definitely not a five star meal, but also not ramen noodles in one of the cups it comes in.

Since he looked so proud of himself, I said, “Thanks.” Then proceeded to get a fork and eat it (yes fork – how else are you supposed to get the noodles?).

He stood there shocked.

“What?” I asked confused.

“I made you soup as a joke.”

“It’s better than nothing.” I shrugged.

We stayed in silence for a moment and then he made himself his own cup.

Once I finished, I threw my cup away and went back to the TV, and Jordan sat down on the couch next to me minutes later.

“So what are we watching now?” He took the remote and started flipping through the channels, completely ignoring the fact that I was watching my show.

He turned the TV off once he realized there was nothing to watch, and looked at me. “We should do something.”

Thinking nothing but sexual ideas, knowing Jordan, I said “No.”

“What do you mean?” He was confused.

“Didn’t you see what Will put in your bag?”

“Yeah. You wanna do that?” He smirked and I yelled “No!” again.

“I was kidding; we wouldn’t do that just yet, we need to know each other more.” He picked me up and lied me down on the guest bed.

“You’re really pretty Aurora.” He said quietly as he towered over me in a kneeling position on the bed, adjusted my hair behind my ear and inspected my face up and down. I felt horribly insecure, yet comfortable.

My breathe hitched as he brushed my face with the back of his fingers. I looked straight at his eyes, which didn’t meet mine. Instead they gazed upon my lips with desire so strong I felt like he was going to collapse right onto them.

And he did exactly what I didn’t expect. He pulled away.

 “Jordan please.” I begged him, not knowing what I was saying.

He looked at me with regret.

“I shouldn’t have done that.” He walked away from the bed.

I stood up after him, and turned him around right against the wall.

“I want it.” I took the lead, yet he kept refusing.

“Aurora, I can’t do it, now can you please exit my room.” He demanded.

I left slowly, and sulked as he locked the door once I left.

Why didn’t he go for it?

I knew I was being selfish – only wanting what I wanted and not thinking of him, but I haven’t had such emotion and strong desire towards a person in a long time.

And I was expecting to get it from Jordan.

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~INeedACreativeName

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