Convenient Misunderstandings. (boyxboy)

19) A dirty promise.

Lights off.

I gasped in fear when everything suddenly went dark and I broke the kiss, hugging Aabel in fear. He quietly huffed and embraced me, his hot breath tickling on my neck, and his hands keeping my waist warm. He just felt so good next to me … A day ago, I was disgusted by him, and I hated him like I’ve never hated anyone before, and now … Now, I actually liked him.

I legitimately liked him!

“W-what’s going on?” I quickly asked, trying to keep my tone low. My heart was going crazy from panic, and the screams of half the people invited wasn’t helping, either. Landsverk, on the other hand, was quite calm, and I couldn’t tell why …

“Are you scared?” He asked me, his lips purring on my earlobe. I gulped and closed my eyes, shaking my head slightly in disapproval. Of course I was, but I was never going to admit it, you stupid!

Someone knocked over the table and took a megaphone. I didn’t see that, of course, but I heard quite clearly the way he broke some glasses on the ground and spoke with one hell of a loud voice.

“O-Okay, so chill, guys! For some reason we have no electricity, Claire probably forgot to pay the bills, ha-ha! Anyway, all jokes aside, there’s a freaky snowstorm coming and the power is cut, so we have to spend the night here. Everyone grab their phones and make their ways to the hall room, we’ll light the fireplace so it’ll get warm and we’ll … TELL EACH OTHER GHOST STORIES, WOO!”

Everyone suddenly started cheering and grabbed their phones and lighters, heading to the hall room. I suppose Claire was already there, trying to get the fireplace going, and before I knew it, Aabel and I were the only ones left in the kitchen, sitting next to each other on the couch.

I … had no idea why, but this was suddenly making me excited … To be alone with Landsverk was the worst case scenario, but to be alone with Snowy was a sight to see and a thing to experience. Somehow, I was getting both and I enjoyed it just as much.

The thing was, he was drunk, and a lot of my actions and movements could be interpreted completely wrong.
Ever wondered how a drunken man interprets a kiss?

“Lights out, eh?” Aabel breathed, making my skin shiver from his vibrating whisper.  He was extremely perverted when drunk, that’s for sure.

“Hands off.” I quietly hissed and grabbed his hands, only to find myself lying on the couch. For some reason, Landsverk was more powerful under the influence of alcohol, and he had pushed me on my back faster than I could react. I could barely see him in the darkness, except for his turquoise eyes, shimmering in front of me. We seemed to be quite close, too, seeing that his breath was tickling my lips like the соск-tease he was …

I just want the real Snowy. I want the Snowy I knew, the one who made me laugh and blush and cry when my laptop was destroyed. I want the Snowy I love … And I don’t know if Aabel is truly Snowy.

“You kissed me.” He stated; I could feel the hot gushes of air hitting my neck. He was definitely moving down on my body, and I was starting to feel weird. The inner sides of my thighs were slightly burning and my underwear seemed to be getting tight …

“I-I did, I’m sorry.” I apologized, stuttering apologetically. Yes, I wanted to actually kiss Snowy, but seeing how I was only going to get Aabel, I thought I might as well do that. I still couldn’t realize that my best friend on the internet and my crush happened to be an illusion, and to be honest, I was trying not to think about it. If I thought about it too much, I would have difficulties swallowing the truth.

There is no Snowy. There’s just this diск …

“Sorry? Why? Who did you want to kiss?” Aabel suddenly asked, showing he was much smarter than he looked. I gulped and sighed in content when I could no longer feel his  body and hands moving. He must’ve stopped …