Chapter 19: Welcome Home

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Chapter 19: Welcome Home

I slowly wake up to a knocking, I look at my clock and see it's 2:30am. It's still dark out! I sit up and see someone outside my window. I groan and walk over, I see the blonde hair and the piercing blue eyes that I once loved. "Can I help you?" He laughs and my heart skips a beat.

"Yeah, move over so I can get in. I'm not as tiny as I was two years ago." Without thinking I take a few steps back. Connor groans as he finally gets inside. He stands up straight and I can see that he grew a few inches, he stretches and I can see that he's not as skinny, he's got a lot of muscle now. "Thanks." I yawn and walk back to my bed.

"Whatever. Night." I cuddle with my pillow and close my eyes when I feel him grip my shoulders. "Would you let me sleep?" I hissed.

"No. You went two years without speaking to me. The least you can do is say hi and tell me about your trip." I scoff.

"I don't have to do anything of the sort."

"Why are you so mad at me? We left on good terms. We left on amazing terms if you thought the sex was good." I groan and push him away. It was amazing but it was stupid how he brought it up.

"What do you want me to say Connor?"

"That you missed me? Your best friend of 19 years." I did miss him. I missed him more than anything. The first few weeks I cried myself to sleep, and I cried myself to sleep when it was around his birthday and when it was my birthday and he didn't bother calling.

"Alright. I missed you, my best friend of 19 years." I spat out in a sarcastic tone. He groans and shakes his head.

"Why do you hate me Naomi?" I laugh and roll my eyes. "With your reaction I can tell you hate me more than I think." Seeing the sad look on his face nearly broke my heart. I don't hate him, I hate that he abandoned me for Zoe. I hate that he abandoned me at all.

"Go talk to Zoe. She's been your bestest friend for the past two years. Go cry to her." Connor sighs and leans forward to me. His face is so close to mine but I can't push him away. All I really want to do is pull him into a kiss and never let go.

"I'll tell you what. I'll leave you alone as long as you want, if you tell why exactly you're so mad at me and say 'now I want you to leave me alone'. No arguments." I swallow hard. It hurts more knowing that he doesn't know why I'm mad at him.

"I don't have to do anything of the sort."

"Then I'll sweeten the deal. Give me one kiss. It lasts ten minutes, no more. No less. Then I'll leave. Unless you're scared." I scoff and pull away from him. That deal sounded great. But it wouldn't last ten minutes, it would last 2 years. Two years to make up for.

"I'm not scared." He crawls on top of me this time he's noticeable heavier, his chest is pressed firmly against my boobs.

"Then why are you stalling?" I was stalling. I can't let him know that. I scoff and smile up at him.

"Like usual you're not about the romance, looks like it's not something that is fixed right away." He raises an eyebrow, "Unlike Zoe, I enjoy seductive talking."

"And you know that how?"

"Cause I recall that I made you do it before when we did it the first time." He laughs and nods.

"True."

"I'm waiting." He licks his lip and nuzzles his nose against mine. My heart skips fast.

"Your accent is so, so sexy. I never thought the sound of your voice could turn me on any more." I laugh lightly but cover it up quickly.

"Is that all you got?" He gives me a sexy side smirk, okay... That's really hot. I bite my lip and Connor leans down pulling my lip out of my grasp. I dig my nails into my bed and try my best not to make a sound.

"I remember saying that biting your lip was a bad habit and that I was the only one who was allowed to bite them." I swallow hard and Connor gives me another sexy smirk.

"Continue." He leans down and kisses my neck, just beside my ear. I bite my lip and exhale slowly.

"I never thought your body could get any more perfect for mine." I close my eyes and bite my lip. I can't give in. I'm still mad at him. He brings his lips to my nose and kisses it lightly. "And never have I thought I'd love you more than I did before you left. I'm was stupid, immature, scared little boy who was an absolute idiot to let you go without saying I love you straight to your face." With that all the emotions came rushing back. The way I felt when he texted me he loved me. I wanted off the plane but it was too late. I couldn't, no matter how much I wanted to. I always think about it. What would have happened if I could have gotten off the plane or if he said all that to my face. I can't hold out anymore.

"Just kiss me you idiot." Connor laughs and brings his lips to mine. The kiss starts slow and he gets more and more eager. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him closer to me. "I missed you so much Connor." I feel my heart clench and I'm nearly crying. Connor cups my face and gives me a gentle kiss.

"Don't cry. You're here now." He kisses me again. "With me." I smile and sit up. Leaving Connor confused. I remove my tank and my pants leaving me in my sexy underwear. I see Connor bite his lip and I laugh as I lean forward. I bite his lip and pull it, making him groan.

"Biting your lips is a bad habit." I pull away but not for more than a second. Connor wraps his arm around my waist and throw me onto the bed. I try pulling him in for a kiss but he pulls back and removes his shirt. Seeing him shirtless got me flustered in multiple ways, he is toned. He doesn't have abs but he is fit. Like old times we fight for dominance, I throw him onto the bed and remove his pants.

I straddle his hips and slide against him. He leans forward and undoes my bra. He throws it down with the rest of our clothes and kisses me harshly while I continue grinding against him. I can feel how excited he really is and needless to say I am too. He grabs my legs and throws me onto the bed making me giggle.

We manage to take off our final pieces of clothing and just before anything happens Connor pulls away and kisses my nose. "I love you Naomi."

"I love you too Connor." And with that simple phrase we spent the rest of the night proving it true. This is the best welcome home I've gotten.

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