Black hair falls to the side

Chapter five

Chapter five

pixies POV

I wake in an unrecognizable room.

I'm laying in a big double bed.

I open my eyes wider and rub the sleep out of them.

I look around and then behind me.

I gasp.

Why is Spencer laying next to me? I must be in his room.

I breath out and gag at my own breath.

Weed and alcohol.

oh, now I remember, yesterday afternoon.

I lay back down and turn and face Spencer.

he looks so hot, his black lashes, perfect shaped face, black hair all messy and fluffy.

wait what? why am I saying this, we hate each other.

but he's hot.

no, NO!

I look down at my self.

why am I in my bra and undies, and theres bandages around my wrists.

I don't remember cutting or getting changed.

I look back at him and notice he doesn't have a shirt on.

I giggle, no I can't talk, only scream.

I pull the cover up and look at his bare chest.

not bad, six pack, v-line, big muscles.

oh and he's in boxers!

I reach my hand down and just brush it over the buldge in the fabric.

"Like what you see down there?" I jump.

"Morning." he says as I sit up, blushing a deep shade of red.

he looks down at me and smiles so I pull the covers around me.

he smirks as if he knows something I don't.

I put my wrists in his face and look up at him with big eyes.

"I, um, well found you in the ally, passed out and stoned." he scratches the back of his neck. "And you had bloody cuts on your arms and wrists."

he stretches and I find myself staring at his perfect body.

"I brought you back here and you wouldn't wake up so I just let you sleep here." he smirks again and this time I see his dimples.

his hair falls in front of his eyes so I reach across and move it.

as I pull away he grabs my arm and pulls me towards him.

I close my eyes and as our lips meet I soften and lie down more.

the kiss is so passionate that it seems like it will never stop.

he pulls himself up onto me so he is straddling me.

his lips are so soft and sweet.

I pull my mouth away from his and take a breath.

he nuzels my neck and whispers.

"You don't know how long I have wanted to do that." I just nod and pull him closer to me.

he starts moving his hips on me, so I mirror his actions, we fit together perfectly.

"Pixie, I want you." he growls.

I then push him off me and sit up.

"What?" he asks, looking worried.