Fly High With Me (H2ODelirious x Reader)

Fly High With Me

Warning: Drugs

You were too much of a nervous wreck to actually say anything. Your fingers were always grabbing at each other or messing with you phone or your sleeve. He made you restless. He made your heart pound. He made you want him, even though you've been craving him for years.

It wasn't until him and his other friend decided to go smoke in his tiny trailer that he finally said something. He took one step inside, grabbed the doorframe, and turned to look you dead in the eyes. "You guys can come, if you want." He said, but you could tell he was directing it more towards you.

Your stomach jumped at the opportunity before knotting with nervousness. The friend you brought was basically drooling over Jonathan's friend, Evan, and as soon as the two boys went inside, she was begging you to go with her. . But you were nervous. She eventually grabbed your hand and forced you. The camper wasn't intimidating, it was who was inside that was causing your stomach to churn.

His blue eyes locked with yours as soon both your feet were planted inside. You saw his hand pat the open seat next to him on the bench and that's when your nerves really started to blow things out of proportion. 'He's just being kind,' You told yourself.

Not only were you quiet, but you were shy and flustered. Every time he met your eyes butterflies swarmed your stomach. They filled every crevice and made sure you knew exactly how you felt. You couldn't help but look away each time it happened. You would smile into your lap and nervously play with your fingers. Sitting by him was enough. Watching him smile at you was riveting and when he spoke to you it was like no else was there.

The whole time, he was aware of what he was doing to you, you could see it in his confident smirk and subtle wink. At this point, he was high. It wasn't long until he was offering you a hit of his pipe. He was leaning against you and you were leaning against him, shoulders pressed.

"Wanna hit?" He smirked and held the glass object out toward you with one hand. You didn't know wether to accept or not; you were supposed to stay sober. "It's okay if you don't want to." He smiled again this time with his eyes squinting and his teeth showing. He was blazed out of his mind.

"I don't know how." You said sheepishly and diverted eye contact.

He nudged your shoulder and you looked up again. "I'll teach you."

All in all, the smoke burnt your lungs and irritated your throat. You don't know what was in that weed, but it made you even more restless and twitchy. Everyone thought you were cold, when really all you needed was a long walk. You told Jonathan this and he offered to go with you. Being higher than a kite, the news thrilling.

Everything felt animated and surreal. Jonathan showed you a dirt path and the two of you got to walking. He would ask you questions and you would try to answer them, but it was hard considering your mind was floating elsewhere.

"I dunno, getting blazed makes me twitch." You shrugged and kept your eyes low. "I can't really explain it."

"Good thing you don't have to then." He reassured and grabbed your hand, turning you to face to him. "Maybe you just need someone to calm you down." He said smoothly while softly grabbing your chin and leading you closer. Next thing you knew, his lips were on yours and it was suffocating. You had to remind yourself to breath because your heart was pounding in your ears and your lungs were aching.

His hands dropped down to your neck and you buried your fingers in his hair. He was kissing you with so much force that if you weren't careful, you'd fall backwards. The kiss was full of desire and it got heated quickly. His hands squeezed your hips and rubbed your sides and left goosebumps wherever they went.

Then finally, you both pulled away and you could breathe. Your lungs were on fire but you loved the rush. You stared at him for a short moment, craving more but holding back. He looked like he wanted to devour you and that alone sent shivers down your spine.