Chapter 7 : Beautiful Nightmare

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by KiaraWold

by KiaraWold

Chapter 7 : || Beautiful Nightmare ||

Ravenna's POV

pushing me against my locker was none other than the famous Dalton.

sighing I turned away from him, pushing my palm against his shoulder blade roughly but it was no use.

"Let go," I spat at him, clearly angry. With a small smirk, he ran his index finger down my cheek, sending a shiver up my spine.

"Don't act like you don't like it," he murmured, his hand grazing the side of my thigh. although my thoughts were clearly disgusted, I couldn't move. I sat there like an idiot, holding my breath.

"The other night," he whispered, his lips brushing against my earlobe. one last attempt, but he still wouldn't budge.

"Dalton I-" I sighed, giving up. Honestly, why should I care, right? I'm single, plus I obvious felt.. something around him. I just shook my head, pressing my lips into a thin line. He chuckled, his blue eyes roaming my face.

"What? No famous comebacks?" he couldn't hold back his joyous smile, although it was clear he was trying.

"Nope." I popped the p as I spoke softly. shrugging, I swung my arms up onto his shoulders lazily. His smile grew, spreading ear to ear as his hand made there way up to my hips. pulling up, my legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist.

His lips met mine with a sudden urgency but there was no fighting back. it took me a moment, but I started to kiss back.

Moving me from against the locker, he carried me over to a door that was unfortunately unlocked and he stumbled into an empty classroom.

His hands roamed up my shirt, across the bare skin of my back. I shivered once more, my fingers finding their way up the back of his neck, wounding into his hair and --

BEEP

Flinging straight up into my bed, my heart was racing. What the hell is wrong with me? First enjoying his kisses, and now dreams? No. No. No. Not dreams, nightmares... right?