fuckboi // Emilio Martinez

41. A Calm Night

Third Person POV
[ written by Martinezdevotion ]

By the corner of his eye Emilio could see how Ellie did her best to shrink into the passenger seat, curling up in his jacket. Searching to replace the warmth his calloused hands once gave her.

"Do you wanna go back to your dorm?" he asked, only getting a soft shake of her head. Honestly, he didn't blame her. It had been enough with tonight's events and for the girl to have to go back and re-live it all again just to give her best friend a fair explanation would be absolute torture.

"Is it okay if we go to mine?" he continued. He was not expecting an answer but she agreed under her breath; If it wasn't for the immense silence flooding in the vehicle he most likely wouldn't have heard her.

Quickly, he pulled out his phone and texted Ivan to see if he would sleep in at someone else's room given the fact that the blonde girl was staying over that night; He was also quick to promise to tell the reason later on.

Having arrived at the house and cut the engines of his car, he realized Ellie had fallen asleep. Thankfully she hadn't fallen asleep by the window but the other side which allowed him to open the door and pick the girl up in gently. Allowing her to continue her pleasant dreams-or at least he hoped they would be-. In the safety of his arms, her head fell onto the space where his shoulder and neck met. Seeing the miserable state of her attire, he grimaced, knowing he would have to wake her up to change. Wanting nothing but her comfort, common sense told him that waking up like that could have only been a result, a considerably more aggravated trauma.

"Ellie" he murmured quietly into her hair, sniffing the aroma that her golden locks exuded. She batted her eyelashes and opened her eyes to see Emilio's face "You need to get changed, beautiful" he instructed her laying her on his bed; quickly her eyes averted to the PJs folded on the bed, it almost made him laugh the way she looked at him, asking for an answer on why would he have a female's PJs. "It was my sister's, she forgot them here a while ago. "

No response, so Emilio could only look down and tapping his feet "I'll turn around" spoke and did it in less than an instant Emilio's eyes were looking straight at his white wall, he listened intently, his ears pricked as he heard the fabric of the dress being tugged upwards and later being thrown to the floor, the boy gulped as he took a deep breath, lust snaked inside his body. If this were him a year ago, he would've zipped around before the dress even hit the floor. But this time around, he left it to his dirty imagination.

Get a grip!

He scolded himself, suddenly his shoulder tap slightly, taking this as an obvious sign he turned around not expecting the image he found before him. Ellie was right in front of him with nothing but her underwear on. His face flushed bright red, he stared dumbfounded. The semi-naked girl hooked her arms around his neck tightly, her nose grazing his by just an inch and before he spoke a word, her velvet lips touched him and he felt at the edge of cloud nine. His frozen hands contacted her heated skin making her moan softly against his lips. The kiss deepened as they held each other with urge, lust and held back love as ingredients for an explosive cocktail. Even though it went against what his body was screaming for Emilio pulled away.

"Ellie, stop. We can't" he murmured, hating himself for doing so as the girl seemed heartbroken
"You don't love me anymore?" She spoke innocently but he could also tell it was coming from a place of truth and doubt and fuck did that hurt. His hands cupped her perfect face, and he stared into her pale blue orbs.

If only she knew how much bullshit and little substance did her words have.

"It's because I love you I can't let you do this. "
"But I want us back, I miss you, Emilio," she said holding onto him tighter almost scared he would disappear if she didn't. That was the moment Emilio knew for a fact that life was an utter bitch in its purest form of expression, because here he was; holding the girl of his dreams, who was practically naked and spilling her heart out to him and he had to turn it down because it would be immoral to take advantage of her in such vulnerable times.
"I fucking love you, Elle. You honestly do not understand how much but you've been through enough tonight and I don't want us to be a drunk mistake. I want you to be aware and on board for whatever we do".
No matter what, at least he spoke the truth and as he let Ellie process the facts he sat her back down on the bed.

"I'll go to the bathroom while you get dressed," he hissed sprinting as fast as it was away from that room and the girl that made his heart dead drop, locking himself in the bathroom doing his best to catch his breath or more so, get any amount of air inside his lungs because at this point he was about to black-out given the overwhelming emotions that made his stomach tie-up on a knot.

The next morning came along, bringing with it his twin brother and Ellie's best friend. She was still sleeping, but he knew it was time for him to be honest about last night's events and just as he expected both practically jumped out of their seats stating furiously on how Jax needed to be on a report, expelled and legally prosecuted for his actions. Emilio was losing patience as the two bickered fiercely at him.

"That's ENOUGH!" He roared making both friends shrink and remain silent as he licked his lips to go on talking "Now listen to me. I'm not saying I don't want him to have any punishment, but Ellie has been through something NONE OF US get. If you go through that door and act like this, you're gonna set her off. If I had enough willpower not to kill the guy, then you will shut the fuck up for her sake. She'll decide what to do when she feels like it. Either you go in there as supportive friends and back off. "
Both Ivan and Kelsey looked at each other speechless to Emilio's overprotective reaction, but they knew he was right this time Ellie didn't need much pressure at the moment, so they nodded and went inside the room finding a sleepy Ellie with messy hair showing around the corner, Kelsey immediately went over to her and hugged her.

For God's sake, what time was it? Seemed too early for hugs in her opinion, she was waiting for Kelsey to overwhelm her, to curse Jax and go on about how she never thought he was good for her either way but none of that came. Instead, it came to the question. "How are you feeling?" She honestly didn't know. Honest to God there were, so many feelings involved she wouldn't know what or where to begin with.
Ivan went along the same line asking "Do you need anything?" Being such an uncommon behavior from both of her friends she looked over at Emilio who was glaring at the pair when their eyes met again she muttered a low "thank you" under her breath. His response was to smile sweetly and shrug, dismissing the need for her gratitude. Soon, Emilio and Ellie left alone then again, and the silence went on between them. Was she supposed to acknowledge her desperate actions? Flashes of that night came back, the tension, her stupid decision of standing practically naked in front of him, the mind-blowing kiss and the rejection that came not long after. Perhaps she would never admit it but it felt good to be back in his arms, to feel that kind of passion and feel wanted with such a lounge, to have her legs tremble with a mere look. She missed the adrenaline of being in love.

Just like an ocean wave crashing upon the rocks, it hit her. She was madly in love with Emilio, that was why regardless of the trials they always came back to each other and here they were, yet again. So, in a complete rush of insensitivity, her body crushed against his, just like it had the previous night. Ellie didn't know what was more surprising, her actions or what she planned to say next.

"If I kiss you now, what happens next?" she questioned him, seeing how his eyes averted from her eyes to her lips in a split second
"I have no fucking clue." he breathed out, causing the girl to smile widely and hold the back of his neck just to kiss him, Emilio let her pull his tall frame onto her like an anchor sinking into the depths of the sea, he barely placed his hand upon her hips but the blonde girl was begging for more having she tightened her grip on his dirty blonde locks any form of willpower the European boy held onto flew out the window as he picked her up rolling her toned legs around his waist. Air ran out rather quickly for both as they created a minor distance between their faces just to have both of their breaths crashing together. "I can't bear to lose you again Elle"

"Who said you were gonna?"
"You know me. I don't want to hurt you anymore."
"You've changed"
"Me not being that ass to death isn't changing."
"Baby steps, Emilio"

Truth was the couple felt safe in their bubble, being in the present moment; just the two of them needed nothing else. But reality would hit them hard, the question was if they could handle it this time around or fall to pieces like they did before. That's the issue with reconciliation, the happiness, and ecstasy that come along with it; it can only last so long.