Keanu

Chapter 14: Not One, But Two.

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Chapter fourteen: Not One, But Two
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Deliah's POV

I follow him up to his room. We passed numerous drunk teenagers and everyone was looking at us. I stared at the pictures on the wall as I walked down it and followed him into his room.

Once we entered the room, he locked the door and I went to sit on his bed. Feeling very anxious I look around the room at all the trophies, medals and pictures on the wall.

"Sooo." I say awkardly looking at him standing by the door with his arms crossed looking at me with a smirk.

"Nice room." I comment.

"Seriously?" He scoffs with a smile and moves to sit beside me. I awkwardly shift to the right but his hand stops me.

"So you're a... virgin?"

"Why do you say it like that?" I ask not bothering to use my manners.

"No reason." He laughs. "Just didn't think you were still one."

"Oh, so you thought I was a slut? Like all the other girls you've banged?" I say standing up. Woah, alcohol makes me grumpy.

"On the contrary, you'd make a very cute slut." He says pinching my cheek and I slap his hand away.

"Don't do that."

"Do what? This?" He asks pinching my cheeks again.

"Stop it! You know what? I'm leaving" I say heading to the door. I tried to open the door but it was locked and as I turned around to face him again, the lights switched off. I felt him grab my arm and in a flash we were on the bed, him on top of me.

"Get off me you oaf!" I yell at him hitting his rock hard chest. He grabs my arms and pin my hands above my head with one hand while the other traces down my now exposed stomach. His touch causes me to shiver but I regain my mental health and start thrashing underneath him.

"I'm gonna scream rape if you don't get off me now!"

"It's not rape if you enjoy it, Darling." He says winking and leaning down so our faces are inches apart. I turn my head to the side.

"Try arguing that point in court. You know, not every girl is ready to fall at your feet." I state.

"Sure, they are. You included. I mean, it's me." He states cockily purposely trying to rile me up and it works.

"You know, that's the problem with cocky football players like you! You think every girl worships the ground you walk on and that you are oh so holy! News flash! You're nothing but a huge self-centered di-"

He crashes his lips against mine cutting off my rant. Wow. And I thought the first kiss was amazing.

He was slow and sensual, taking in every moment, every movement of our lips. His hand slipped in under my top and started to roam my body. The slow and sensual kiss sped up to a more heated, more fierce make out session.

And as soon as he let go of my hands, they went into his hair. Gripping and pulling them. I've never felt this way before, my stomach was on fire from all the tension. His hands moved around to grope my butt and that snapped me out of the trance and I pulled away.

"We can't do this." I say to him, my eyes never leaving his lips. He ignores me and starts tracing kisses down my jaw and to my neck. Someone loudly knocked on the door and shouted, "Guys! Twenty minutes almost over!"

"Okayy! We'll be out in a minute!" I shouted back to Damon. I pushed Keanu off of me and sat by the end of the bed adjusting my skirt and top.

"That was-"

"Not suppose to happen." I cut him off.

"But you liked it." He smirks.

"Doesn't matter. We shou-"

"So that means that you did like it." He interrupts me.

I ignore him and move to the full length mirror in the corner to fix my hair. He appears behind holding something in his hand.

"I want you to have something." He says moving my hair to the side and placing a necklace around my neck.

I observe it, it was a silver chain with a rose and a football on it. On the back Lucky Charm❤️  was ingraved on it.

"I got an award for player of the week and got a cash prize. I don't know why, but I thought of you when I saw it. You wearing my jersey must have brought me luck, so it's a lucky charm for my lucky charm. "

"Wow. Keanu, I...don't know what to say." I probably sounded retarted but this was very unexpected.

"Well you can atleast say thank you with a kiss." He says laughing.

"Thank you, Collins." I say and give him a peck on the cheeck to which he just pouts.

"Umm. I should probably go down there before Damon comes up and murders both of us."

"Agreed."

We exit the room and Keanu locks it behind us. When we get to the stairs he pauses and leans in to whisper something in my ear.

"Just so you know. You're the first girl I've kissed since I came back. So technically I waited, not one, but two weeks to kiss you, Miss WeekWaiter." He moves back and winks before descending down the stairs.

I think I need to come to parties more often.

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I regret my words. I regret it a lot.

Me and Damon are currently at the mall shopping for the school's fundraising modelingshow and my head is pounding. I didn't even drink more than 4 glasses. It's very unfair considering Damon drank 5 to 6 bottles and doesn't even have a head ache. He says he's 'used to it'.

Another reason I regret it is because I had to buy more make-up to cover up the huge hickey Keanu gave me.

"What about this one?" Damon asks.

"Too sparkly." I shake my head.

"This one?"

"Too pink."

"This one?"

"Too short."

"This one?"

"Too -"

"Dammit women! It's impossible to satisfy you!" Damon shouts and puts away the dresses.

"So, what happened in Damon's room last night?" He asked.

"We just...talked."

"Talked?"

"Yes, talked." I state

"Why do you even bother lying? You know you're a terrible liar."

"I'm not lying."

He gave me 'the look' and I caved.

"Fine! We kissed! But it was nothing, I swear."

"It better not be anything. I don't want you to go near him Dee! He's trouble! Don't talk to him and don't kiss him. I'm warning you Dee. He's a player, you know that. He's my friend and all but you're my sister and I don't want you getting hurt. So please."

"Fine."

"Good."

Please note. I didn't pinky promise so I'm dedicated to nothing.

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