The Guy Next Door

Chapter 11

"Hi." I said.

"What do you want?" Dylan said.

I totally understand why Dylan is mad, I mean I slammed the door on him, I accused him of fucking his best friends lover or whatever she was, I've been a total jerk to him. But I mean I have the right too, right? He's been ignoring me and been with Rachel....but then again he told her he wanted to be with me. It just feels like the only one that actually cares is Demilio..

"You forgot your phone."I said reaching my hand out. He took the phone from me unlocking it and checking his feed.

"Um thanks." He said slowly closing the door.

"Wait." I said putting my hand on the door.

He stared at me, waiting for me to say something but nothing came out. I was just staring at his hazel-green eyes.

"Um can we talk." I finally got out of me.

"Okay." He hesitated at first but then opened the door to his house.

If I have to be honest I've never been in his house. It smelled like apples and cinnamon and it was also really warm, almost hot. We past his kitchen which was completely white and minimalist and his living room which had a grey, black and white color pallet to it as we went up the carpet stairs to his room. His room looked just as from the window. It had a desk right in front of the window and a few feet apart from it was his big bed. He closed the door as I sat on his bed. Then he turned his desk chair around and sat on it facing me.

"Look I want to talk to you about a couple things but first I want to know what happened between Sunny." I said. To be honest I just want to know what really happened.

"First what did he tell you?"He said.

"He told me that.. that you fucked the girl he loved." I said.

"The girl HE loved." He said laughing, I think it was a laugh.

"Okay one night we had a sleepover and we all got drunk and high. He told me he loved her because she told me she loved me like the day before and he didn't want me to be with her. But you can't just do that to someone you know? Anyways, if I have to be honest I don't really remember anything from that night. All I remember is her pulling me to the room and then I blacked out. And if you don't want to see me anymore then fine Violet but I just want to let you know that I like you, and I've been liking you since the first day we met in the front door. Every time I look into your blue eyes—" He stopped and looked away. I reached over to him but I pulled my hand away, I just couldn't.

"But if you want to be with him, go ahead." He said.

I could feel a pit in my stomach. I didn't want to leave, I just wanted to stay with him for a while, maybe forever. It was quiet for a moment, just us lost in our thoughts.

"Is that all you came here for?" He said turning around to face me. I didn't say anything, I didn't want to say anything. I wanted him to tell me to let me stay. I just.. I just wanted him.

"I'll take you out the door." He said getting up passing me.

"Wait." I said grabbing his arm. He turned around.

"Please I want you to tell me to stay." I said. At first he just stood there and then he sat down with me on the bed.

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"You can't just keep doing this Violet." He said looking at me.

"It kills me because I want to be with you but I know I'm not the one you want, and what your doing to me right now, it's making me fucking crazy." He said. I could see the frustration in his eyes.

For a second all I could hear was my thoughts telling me this was wrong what I was about to say. But I can't stop myself from what I want. I can't keep convincing myself what I want is wrong.

"But I don't want to be with Demilio. I want you." It felt so good saying it. I felt free for once, like I could finally breath. Like everything I've been holding in had finally come out.

"You do? But you-" Before he could say anything I put my finger over his lips, getting closer to him by the second.

I couldn't explain to you how I felt. My heart was beating so fast. Just like the first time I talked to him. I replaced my finger with my lips pushing him to the bed as he grabbed my neck. He turned me around laying me on the bed as I put my arms over his shoulders. I took my lips from his breathing heavily trying to take a breath.

"Is-is this what you want?" He said. I nodded my head as I looked up at him. He smiled. He looked so beautiful. How can human be so cute. How can I get this lucky. I let out a giggle.

"Why are you laughing."He said smiling.

"Because, you're so cute." I said smiling. He turned away and smiled, his dimples were so cute.

"Are you blushing?" I said smirking trying to turn his face towards me.

"No." He quickly said trying to seem serious. I just laughed even more.

"You're so cute when you blush." I said grabbing his face pulling it closer to me.

I stared into his eyes. I felt myself getting more lost in his eyes as I looked into them. Like as if he was putting a tranz on me slowly making me fall in love with him. He started kissing me as he took off his shirt trying not to take his lips off mine.

<Mature(kind of😂) I took my shirt off revealing a black bombshell. I could feel his abs on my skin as they rubbed against my stomach making me want him even more. I took off my sweat pants to some black PINK underwear. He took off his basketball shorts to to some skin tight briefs which didn't hide anything at all.

"What." He said smirking. I quickly looked up at him.

"Oh nothing." I said pulling him in for a kiss. I could feel his whole body on mine, every single part of his body rubbing against me. His warmth. The only light in the room was the dim lamp in the corner. I was nervous not gonna lie. Ive never really done anything with a guy but I trusted him. I un-clipped my bra throwing it to the side. His kisses slowly started traveling to my chest, then my stomach, he stopped there pulling my underwear down looking up at me. I noticed the blanket was in the floor. I was just naked in the bed with nothing but I didn't feel shy.

I felt comfortable with him. He continued kissing me traveling lower and lower...

Hope ya'll liked this chapter. Kinda cringey lol. What kind of stories would y'all want me to make?