*Getting a little sexual here Warning
Taking a deep breath, I pause before knocking on the door to his apartment.
Awaiting the hell filled wrath I was about to receive from two weeks of attempting to break up with this man.
But of course, stupid as I am, I was unable to stay away.
The door slowly creaks open and I look up from my shoes to see this beautiful man before me, fresh out of the shower, with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
Leitus held the doorknob in one hand and brushed his teeth with the other. When he sees me he rolls his eyes and turns to walk back inside.
"Wow, I leave for two weeks and this is the hello I get? Fuck you too then," I sigh as I close the door behind me.
It was about seven in the morning but I couldn't sleep because all I kept thinking about was this idiot.
He walks into the bathroom and ignores me while he continues to brush his teeth as if I wasn't even there.
"Are you reverse ghosting me? Is that what this is?" I ask.
Knowing that I had ignored all of his calls and text for the past four days.
He shakes his head with a sarcastic look but still refuses to look at me.
"Alright alright, I'm sorry," He stops and looks at me, gives off a snarky grunt and continues ignoring me.
"Lei...I wasn't thinking straight. I dunno there's something about being away from you that makes me question life and us. But I couldn't stay away if it makes you feel any better."
Another grunt.
"Listen, I don't apologize often so this is me trying okay!" I yell.
He finishes and puts his toothbrush down, gripping the edge of the sink, while looking down at the ground.
"I never said I was good at this relationship thing...I'm trying but...you know what. This is pointless, I'm just going to go now,"
Getting impatient I walk out of the bathroom. Feeling all sorts of useless emotions and shit as I go to leave.
But just as I open the front door, It slams closed.
His hand rested on top of the door, holding it shut as he stands behind me, towering over me.
"Finley,"
He says my name in that deep sexy voice with a British accent that makes my heart skip a few beats. I groan and lean forward. Resting my forehead against the cool wooden door.
"So the angry boyfriend speaks," I mutter, my sarcasm is met with his seriousness.
"Is there someone else?" He asks and I turn to him shocked to find him so close with his eyes so intense.
"No...Not that I know of. Why sould you ask that?" I joke but he doesn't even smile.
"Why are you freaking out then?"
"I'm not freaking out,"
"You're panicking,"
"I am not,"
"Yes you fucking are,"
I can smell the fresh scent of his soap and the toothpaste on his breath, he was so close. I wanted him to fuck me and kiss me at the same time.
"No...okay maybe a little bit. I'm terrified of commitment alright, It's a flaw. I admit but I'm trying to get past..."
His hand comes off the door and slides to my hair as he kisses me. The surprise sends me backward against the door. He breaks away for a second, kissing my cheek and working down to my neck sending shivers down my spine and I can feel the heat within me, rising from uncontrollable emotions which were too damn strong for my own good.
"Try harder,"
He whispers and gently bites my ear. It was all too much as he grabs my waist and kisses me again, pressing himself against me as I fall against the door. His broad back exposed as my fingers dance against the nape of his neck.
"Mmm I've missed you,"
the honesty comes tumbling out of my mouth in something between a sigh and I moan.
"I can tell," he chuckles and I gently bite his bottom lip, not liking his comeback. But the small bite does the opposite as his kiss gets deeper and somehow my pants had slid down my hips as his thumbs trace circles against my hip bones which drive me insane.
"So are you really sorry or were you just being an asshole?" He asks as he sucks on my neck, and I let out a small whimper, between his hands and gentle sucking I was a mess but he was holding back for revenge.
"It...was...genuine," One the last word he reaches lower and I cry out into his shoulder.
"I thought so, stop letting your pride getting the best of you."
He says and I bite my lip as he takes my shirt off, it falls to the ground and I almost fall with it considering how badly my legs were shaking. I thought I was going to collapse, the heat rising from my body collides with his as he traces my cheekbone with his thumb.
"God, even though I'm still so pissed off at you, I can't be mad when you look like this... but you already knew that." He narrows his eyes and I can feel the smirk spreading across my lips.
"Aha! I knew it was a trap! Fin..."
I pull him to me and force him to kiss me again as he laughs. But I turn his laughter into deep moans when I take off the towel wrapped around his waist.
*Oh Finley....
The newly single Jamie coming next
Also sorry I just flirted with some guy in the library and made out with a girl in a staircase so I'm a mess today. XD
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An American In London S3
Ficción GeneralAfter breaking up with the love of his life, One of the guys finds themselves alone and unable to go without. With broken relationships and broken people finding ways to fix themselves, this season will be the most delicate season yet as Marius, Fin...