Just The Two Of Us <Sweet Pea FF>

69. No more ?'s

For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air.

I feel a hot breath on my neck, then the tender brush of lips. Burning as they make contact with my neck. A hand runs through my hair, as the kisses become harder and more urgent. Another hand slides around my waist, and pulls me close to his pine scented body. His kisses are now on my shoulders and in my hair.

He presses me against the wall, trapping me between his arms and slams his lips onto mine. Our hot breaths intertwine, moans and groans filling the small broom closet, my hands brushing through his thick hair.

You know, you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don't.

I thought a lot about sweet pea and mine last kiss. Honestly, I can't even remember it. I don't know why, where and how it happened and that bothered me for a while. But it turns out it wouldn't be our last kiss.

But let me explain how we got here.
So about one or two hours earlier we discovered that the doors are locked.

"Ruh-roh" I mumble as everybody stares through the doors. The storm is raging outside and raindrops crash down at the ground.

"No, no. Reggie is just too stupid to open a door" Cheryl slurs "you have to pulll not push" her hand lays down on the handle and she pulls. Nothing happens.
"Yeah, well, it's definitely locked" I burble.

"See cheryl I can open doors" reggie loses his balance and stumbles a bit.

"But why?" Archie's hands lay down on the glass of the door, looking outside like he is in a Jennifer Lopez music video.
"Oh, I knoow" ronnie speaks up "It's this- this thing because of the storm. For safety, so the doors lock automatically"

"Oh crap" I hear from sweet pea.

We all return to the classroom, none of us really comprehending what this really means.
"So we are locked, you know what that means?" Toni walks to the pult
"Shots!"

"Jules" she waves me to go and help her fill the glasses.
You might be wondering if it is a good idea to drink more when we obviously are all pretty drunk already. But let me tell you one thing I learned. More is better. More tequila. More love. More anything. More is better.

"But, guys, if the doors are locked we might have to stay here over night" archie pours down the tequila
"And it's friday, so nobody will come to school until Monday. Mr. Honey probably thinks we left and omg we are going to die here" the words fall out of his mouth like a waterfall.

"Stop. Archikins, calm down we have... drinks" ronnie grabs another bottle.

"What's with the apocalyptic mood? TT music" the red haired girl snaps her fingers and her girlfriend grabs her phone to put on some music.

Roxanne by Arizona Zervaz starts playing and we all start dancing, although it should be called hopping around the room and stumbling occasionally and tripping over a bag or just our feet. Because that was no dancing anymore. But we had fun.

Soon we realised that we are in fact alone in the school, meaning we have access to everything and every room. Cheryl, Toni and Reggie made their way to our beloved principles office with no good intentions. The rest of us stayed behind in the room but Varchie soon started to make out.

After a while I caught sweet pea staring at me.
"What?" I blast giggling
"Nothing" he shrugs his shoulder, a grin on his lips
"Stop looking at me like that"
"Like what"
"Like you've seen me naked"

His eyebrows raise and I blush, he has seen me naked.

"You know since we will die soon how about I see you naked one more time?" The smug smirk still plastered on his face. He takes my hand and I start chuckling. We stumble through the door into the hall, the others probably didn't even notice us slipping out.

It's probably the alcohol but we can't stop laughing. We run, ok we don't run but we stumble quickly down the hall, not walking straight. Sweet pea finds a broom closet, opens it and pulls me inside.

He moves so fast, driven by lust and passion while I can't stop giggling. Only his lips slammed against mine make me shut up.

For a while we stumble around the room until he pushes me against a wall, trapping me between his arms. Our hot breaths intertwine, moans and groans fill the small broom closet, my hands brushing through his thick hair.

He knows that once he kisses my neck my resistance will crumble. After just a few delicate touches of his warm lips my hands will start to do his bidding. They will fall down his back as my head swims, all previous thoughts stopped in their tracks. Now there is only one desire, one wish, and we both know it's just a matter of time before it happens.

His hands are all over my body as if they want to explore it all over again, every inch of it, while my hands grab his grey shirt.

I feel his grip on my waist, pulling me up close against his chest. Sweet peas hand gently glids through my thick hair. His eyes are full of lust and desire and a small but teasing smile creeps upon his face, goosebumps line my skin, not the kind than one gets in the cold, but the kind one gets when nothing else matters except right here, right now.

"Oh, I'm sorry"
The door opens and Toni, Cheryl and Veronica look at us. Our lips part and I push his body away from mine, just enough to think straight again.
"Apparently, we've opened the door to the past" Toni says, her hands resting on her hip. I glimpse at a smirking Veronica before the door closes again, leaving me breathless between sweet pea and the wall.

He starts getting closer again
"Wait wait" I stumble to the door, my head starting to hurt. I feel dizzy, may it be for the alcohol or that quick make out session with sweet pea.

The door knob turns and the two of us fall into the hall.
"Wait, guys, what's going on?" My voice travels through the empty hall.

"The storm has stopped and we want to check if the doors are open again"