Until Her...

Chapter Seventy-Seven

When I get back to the dorms I check on Avery and Eli, and they keep asking me questions about what happened with Gabriel. I tell them all about our fight and how he doesn't believe that I love him. I tell them that he doesn't want to be with me and our relationship is well and truly done. They don't press me for anymore information, which I'm glad cause I can't talk anymore. I'm all talked out.
"What did you do to his face?" I finally ask looking at the mess on Eli's face. Avery didn't clean or disinfect any of the cuts and he keeps making fun of her excessive use of plasters. He whines as I pull them off one by one and I clean him up properly, while Avery rips into him for fighting for the tenth time. She was terrified and so upset when she saw him all bloodied and bruised.
Once I've finished patching him up I say, "I'm heading back to bed. It's been a long day. You coming Avery?"
"I going to stay and keep an eye on him for a bit longer" she says while Eli's asleep in bed.
"Okay" I smile and watch as she takes his hand and watches him sleep.
Once I get into my room I'm startled as Gabriel sitting on my bed. I can't think. I'm just shocked that he's here in my room.
"W-what are you doing where?" I stutter as he stands up and heads toward the door. Why did he come here if he was going to leave? When I think he's about to leave me again he kisses me instead. I suck in the breath that's between us out of pure shock. What is he doing? What are we doing? He keeps kissing me tenderly, allowing us both to saver this in this moment.
I don't know what this means, or why he's kissing me. But I don't care. If this is the last time I get to be with him then I'm going to savour every moment and keep it with me forever. I run my hands through his hair, pushing his head down so he'll kiss me harder. He slams me back against the door and grabs my hands from his hair and forces them above my head. He's pinning me there, looking at me.
He finally kisses me, over and over again. "What are we doing?" I ask as I breath him in.
"I don't know"I whimper as his hands move down my arms then across my chest. "Do you want me to stop?" he asks, while searching my eyes. I kiss him this time, knowing that this is stupid and t isn't going to change anything between us. In fact it'll make things more complicated and confusing, but I'll deal with the consequences tomorrow. I pull him closer to me as our bodies are crying out for each other. His hands move down to my thighs and he pulls me up to him, his hips keeping me off the floor. My fingers lace together and I place them behind his neck. And when I think he's going to carry me over to the bed, he doesn't. He placed me down on the floor, still clinging onto me. I can feel his body harden against me, harder than ever before. My body has nowhere to go against the hard wooden floor, and I want to feel him but he's completely dressed. I start to pull his jacket off but it gets caught, I keep tugging at it but it still won't budge. I laugh because this seriously isn't happening right now.
"You need some help there" he laughs and smiles at me.
"Why are you wearing so many clothes?" I moan at him. He leans up from me and pulls his jacket off. His white shirt hangs over his tight muscles and I run my fingers across his collarbone and I leisurely undo the buttons of his shirt one by one. He stares intensely into my eyes while I run my hands up his stomach and over his shoulders, removing the shirt from his body. I lie there trying to imprint every inch of him into my mind, just incase we never have this again. His eyes look over me trying to figure out what I'm doing. His eyes look down towards my chest, I lift myself up so he can pull my sweatshirt over my head and expose my bare breasts. Gabriel looks at me while he slowly caressing my body with his hands. He moves slowly across my hips, breasts, neck, and then gently across each of my lips. He's doing exactly what I was doing, watching and remembering every part of my naked body. That's how I know that this really is the last time we'll ever be like this. And I can see the pain in his face.
"It's okay" I gently say, stroking his face. "It's okay" I repeat and he looks down at me, the moisture falling from his eyes.
"No, it's not. None of this is okay" he says hovering over my half naked body, but he's just looking in my eyes.
Tears start falling from my eyes, pooling down the side of my face and into my hair, "I want you, even if it's just for tonight... one last time" He cups my cheek and wipes the tears away just like he use to do. I want to beg him to stay with me, but I already know it's over. In this moment it still feels like us, and he leans down and kisses me again. I find the clasp and unbutton his jeans, urging him to take me. He stands up and pulls his jeans and boxers off in one motion so I pull my short down in desperation, leaving me naked on the floor. He comes back down onto his arms and I feel him move against my leg. I want him right now, no more touching and no foreplay. I want him inside me so I grab the condoms I keep under my bed. I grip his length and slide it onto him, then I guide him into me. I close my eyes and fell all of him as he moves in and out of me, fast and hard.
"Open your eyes" he commands and I obey. I stare right into him as each thrust gets slower, harder and even more intense. The tears fall from my eyes once again and I'm crying, because I don't ever want this to end. I don't want to be without him. He lifts me off the floor and he's still inside me as he brings me onto of him. Our arms tightly around each other as I rotate my hips against his, our bodies colliding perfectly against each other. My nails dig into his back as my tears continue to stream onto his hot flesh. I leave short frantic kisses across his shoulder, neck and face. Desperate needy kisses, and when I finally get to his lips I kiss mould my lips against his so naturally. His hands stokes my back calming me down. Our faces millimetres apart as I stare at him, colliding against him so slowly and so deeply. I'm getting close, I can feel my body coming apart under his tight grip. My mouth opens and a soft sigh escapes my lips as I moan out his name. Our eyes meet as we come apart together. I fall into him and I try to catch my breath as he continues to caress my back. I know I should move off of him, but I don't want too. I don't want this moment to end too soon. He pulls out and places me on the bed, so I slide my shorts and panties back on. As he turns away I know he's going to leave me now, and I'll be broken hearted all over again. I turn away as I can't bare to watch him go. I feel him press against me as his arms wrap around me bringing me into him as we lie in bed together. I feel the exhaustion of the last two days take over me, but I don't want to go to sleep. This is my last night with him and I don't want to miss a single moment of it.
"Go to sleep, I'll still be here when you wake up" he tells me running his hands through my hair which makes me even sleepier.
"You promise?" I mumble half asleep.
"I promise" he whispers into my ear and I fall asleep in his arms like I've done so many times before.