"I love you. Remember that."

"Tell me something I don't know."

Continued***

My fingers trace around the hair on his chest. Now we're both sitting...I press my hips closer to him and he reacts. He chuckles, then gently kisses my neck with his hand grasping my back,  and he touches me, everywhere. hell, this feels amazing...

His hand travels over to the back of my dress, and he slowly pulls down the zipper. I throw it over my head and it falls crashing onto the floor.  His eyes study my body thoroughly.

"Like what you see?" I whisper...

In response, he kisses my bottom lip and bites it. My body trembles, but I don't pull away.  He kisses me, again, not innocently this time, but like a tease, hot and demanding. My senses have been seduced and now I can no longer think straight. I run my fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there is no gap between us.  I could feel his heart beating against my chest, and I loved it. A kiss like this was a beginning, a promise of much more to come.

His arms wrap around my back and our mouths pressed together in a long, passionate kiss. I feel his hand in my hair as he repeatedly untangles and releases it. Our bodies fit together as if we were made to do this, to fall into one other, to feel this natural rhythm. 

We pull apart and I hear our shallow breaths. My forehead is resting against his and we close our eyes.  As we parted I saw his eyes sparkle and lips curve up into a smile and I couldn't help but smile back. 

He begins to say something-

The door opens. 

" ARHHHHHHHHHHHHH" 

We jump apart.

It's Nat. Her face looks white as a chalk. She opens her mouth to say something but she begins to stutter. She looks like she's at a loss for words. I grab my dress from the floor and put it on. Nat's eyes and mouth were frozen wide open and I felt my face burning up.

" I- I ju-just can't believe...this," Nat says with a soft voice that sounds broken. 

I don't say anything but I'm a little confused. 

" Sam, what are you doing!" 

Sam. That's his name. I feel stupid, how could I make out with someone without knowing anything about that person, let alone his name. Why is Nat so affected by this? I couldn't think of a reason.  Also, nat knows him!? I am so confused right now...

" How could you do this to me." Tears fall from Nat's face uncontrollably and she aggressively wipes her tears with her arm. I watch as her mascara drips down her face more and more.

" Nat, what are you talking about?"  I ask.

She turns her head to stare at me. But someone this stare is different, it's not normal, she looks disgusted and angry. 

" Sam is my...my.... boyfriend for god's sake." 

That's when something takes over my body. Guilt. 

Author's Note

Hey Guys,

I know this is a short chapter. But I'm cutting it short because in my next chapter it's gonna be in the point of view of Nat. Anyway, I hope you guys like the story so far. Don't forget to vote:)