Appetite For Destruction

-004

Rolling over to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table I groaned as '1:43am' flashed back at me. I'd been laying in bed for hours trying to get sleep to find me but had no luck. I felt antsy since I had told Juice about Andrew, like now I'd spoken his name he'd turn up. Though I knew there was no where safer than here in the world for me, the feeling of uncertainty made me feel sick.

I stood and slid a pair of slippers on my feet before making my way out into the main area of the clubhouse, stopping briefly too admire my fathers motorcycle before continuing behind the bar and pulling a bottle of jacks out and going to climb up onto the roof.

The cool night air nipped at the bare skin on my legs as I sat down and crossed my legs staring out into the sky. The rumble of a Harley caught my attention as I looked down to see who it was, I recognised him instantly as Happy as he got off and removed his helmet. My stomach did the usual flip it always did whenever I saw him and I took a swig of the bottle I had in my hand.

I saw his eyes dart up as he spotted me with a wave before he disappeared inside but before long I heard someone climbing the steps too the roof and his body appeared next too me. He sat down and I offered him the bottle, he took it without a word.

When I got the nerve up to look at his face I was taken aback "what happened too you?"

He took a long swig of the bottle before he looked at me through one black eye and a busted lip "bit of trouble tonight on a run"

I nodded "should really clean that up" I stood and descended down the stairs to get the first aid kit and a wet wash cloth before I climbed back up and sat the first aid kid down where I had been seated, crouching in front him.

"Can I?" I asked as he nodded and I pressed the cloth against the cut on his face as he winced slightly but his eyes never broke contact with mine.

I felt dizzy being so close to him for the first time, his breath smelt of alcohol but I couldn't get enough of it. I went to stand once I'd finished cleaning it up but his strong hands gripped my wrists, I looked at him in confusion but before I could say anything he crashed his lips against mine.

My mind went into overdrive as my heart rate accelerated under his touch, before too long but what felt like too soon he pulled away and looked at me with a smirk "god I've wanted to do that for days"

It felt too good to be true, and with a shrug I chuckled "you're drunk Happy, come on let's get you to bed"

He didn't argue as I tugged his hand towards the ladder leading down from the roof, and climbed down after me. I led the way towards the dorm he usually occupied and waited as he pushed the door open and strutted in, chucking his kutte over the back of a chair before pulling his shirt over his head. The sight of his bare torso made me swallow hard and quickly look away as he pulled his jeans down next revealing a pair of black boxer shorts before he climbed into bed.

"I'll uh-see you in the morning I guess"

After I spoke I turned on my heel too leave but he called my name "please stay with me"

I paused, this could end badly especially with him being part of the club but the thought of sleeping in alone in my empty bed made me turn back and slip into the bed next too him. I rolled too my side facing away from him and a few seconds later a tattooed arm snaked around my waist pulling my back flush to his warm body "Goodnight baby" he muttered pressing a kiss to my shoulder sending shivers up my spine.

He might be drunk but surely enjoying this for one night wasn't a bad thing surely.