The Gifted Curse

13: The Truth

I yawn loudly as I stretch out my arms. I squeeze my eyes shut and suck in a breath. It's then that I realize I'm not home, I'm at Katie's house and in her room. I blink twice and peer around myself. I spot sam sprawled out on her pallet. She's snoring loudly and her hair is a mess. I cover my mouth to hide a snicker. My eyes roll from Sam's body to Katie who's peacefully sleeping on her bed. My lips instantly form a smile. She looks like an angel. I tilt my head and let out a breath. Although, before I know it, I'm being hit with the memories last night. 

My eyes widen and I cover my face with both hands.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!" I shake my head and feel my face heat up. "Fuck," I curse and briskly uncover my face. I quickly stand up and let my blanket fall off of me as I do so. I stomp over towards the door and angrily grip the knob. I swing the heavy wooden door open and slam it shut. My feet bang against the hardwood floor as I travel towards the third door at the end of the hallway. I grasp the knob and swing open the door. "Who the fuck told you it was alright to seduce me!?" I yell as I enter Dillon's room. 

Sleepily Dillon sits up in his bed. He wavers slightly but when his eyes settle in on me his mouth turns into a grin. "Oh, good morning darling." He hums. I narrow my eyes and stomp towards him. 

"I'm going to shove my foot so far up your ass that the king of England from 1864 will be able to feel it!" I holler and push myself in his face. Dillon half smiles and runs a hand through his messy hair. My eyes watch as he does this. Fuck... that was hot. BUT I'M MAD AT HIM!

"Liv, don't be so mad. I told you that I was planning on making you fall in love with me." Dillon smirks and tilts his head to the left. I squeeze my eyes shut and suck in a breath. 

"First," I hiss, "I'm not in love with you. Second," I pause and stick my finger in his face. "What you did last night was not okay!" I yell. Dillon's smirk only widens. 

"What I did? You mean what you did." Dillon moves his face closer to mine and this causes me to jerk backward slightly. He catches my face with his strong hands and my oncoming breath seems to stop in my throat.

"W-what do you mean? W-what did w-we do?" I stammer. Dillon's eyes glide up to my mouth and he pulls me even closer.

 "Are you talking about this?" He questions before bringing my face to his and connecting our lips. 

"Mmmmmmmmph!" I scream against his lips. I try to pound on his back to let me go, but he doesn't budge. Also... why did kissing him feel so good...?

Ahh, so you admit that I'm a good kisser? 

I finally get enough strength to push myself away from Dillon, but he's got a good grip on my waist, so my freedom is limited. I narrow my eyes at him. 

"Of course not you idiot!" I yell and raise my hand to bash him in the head.

"You weren't saying that last night," Dillon says with half-lidded eyes. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. Only squeaks and weird noises. My face blushes and I immediately cover my face to try and hide it. 

"Dillon! We're not even dating! You can't just kiss me on the spot like that!"I exclaim. Dillon narrows his eyes at me. My eyes glance over his agitated looking face. "What is that look for?" I ask my mind not connecting with perfect logic. Dillon rolls his eyes and lets go of me completely. 

"Liv..." He starts but then sighs and shakes his head in defeat. "Nevermind." He looks away from me and I get the sudden feeling that I've done something very wrong. 

"No, Dillon, what is it?" I question. He doesn't meet my eyes so I reach out my hand to touch his cheek. "Tell me, I won't be upset if that's what you're worried about," I say in a hushed voice. Dillon sighs again and finally looks up to my eyes.