Ex-bffs with the Famous, Gavin Ryton

Bipolar much?

<pre>Ex-BFFs with the famous, Gavin Ryton.

Chapter 6

Bipolar much?

This time when I woke up, I was laying almost completely on top of Gavin. He didn't have a shirt on, allowing me to clearly hear his heartbeat and see his smooth hard body. I looked upward to see his entrancing green eyes staring at the ceiling lazily.  One of his hands was wrapped around me tightly the other was twisting a lock of my hair. He had a small smile on his face though he looked deep in thought.

I sighed softly and stretched. His room was still a little dark, his black curtains holding back as much light as they could. Just a corner of light spilled across his softly tousled hair.

"I didn't realize you were up" he said quietly still adverting his gaze from my face. He seemed sad that I had awoken and shifted.

I sighed. "I wish I wasn't. I'm still tired" I said honestly. I really did wish I was. It was peaceful... it felt wrongly, right?

"So go back to sleep" he said with a bit of a snap. Why was he so angry?

"Maybe I will" I said quickly matching his tone. I watched him peeking through my half closed eyes. I felt childish.

"Gwen, I know your eyes arent closed" he said getting up by lifting me off him carefully. He was so attractive. I bit my lip unknowingly watching him get up. I rolled over to face him and wrapped myself in his blankets. They smelled like his sweet smell. He stood in front of his closet entrance. "We have recording again today so I'm gunna-" he was cut of by his phone going off.

I reached to grab it but he beat me. He smiled at my attempt, "Hey Lacey," he replied quickly and with a hint of annoyance. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, sorry I'm like busy today with recording and stuff don't worry I'll visit you after okay?," he said shortly.

Maybe it was the way he was standing against the wall without a shirt on. Maybe it was the fact that his hair was messed up from bed. Maybe it was the sliver of sun hitting his abs and cutting lower. I wasn't sure what exactly it was, but he looked sexy, and I couldn't help what I did next. I crept out of bed and walked to Gavin. He gave me a side eye and my heart picked up. "Don't look at me like that" I warned, a tingling feeling spreading along my lower stomach.

He turned away from me and I moved between him and the door. I stared at his lips, biting my own. He seemed frozen, eyes burning into me. I inched close to his lips, moving incredibly slow. Brushing them softly, I lowered my lips to his bare chest. Carefully, I began kissing and nipping at his neck and the soft spot below his ear. I pushed him backwards with my palms, kissing his neck and shoulders. When I got him closer to his bed I pushed him down softly climbing on his lap. I heard Lacey ask what was going on but he said nothing and tried to scoot back towards the pillows which just made things easier. He put a palm on my chest, probably meant to push me away but instead ended pushing on my boob my accident. "How naughty" I said, with a sassy grin. I think at this point he had semi forgotten he was even on the phone with his co-star. He left hand had snaked around my waist and squeezed my butt.

'You can look but who said you could touch' I mouthed to him, in between laughing. He looked at me like he was trying to scowl but his lips quivered into a laugh, which made him more angry. I heard Lacey ask what that was because she thought Gavin was in his room. Oh boy, this was a thousand times better than I imagined. Way to reveal the location, Gavin.

I smiled at him, leaning in to kiss him all around his mouth, avoiding his lips. I went back to kissing his neck ever so softly until he finally couldn't take it. "Gwen!" He said in a tone possibly meant to portray annoyance, but came out breathy and needy. I leaned in close looking into his eyes. "I have to go" he said hanging up and dropping his phone. He was practically clawing at my hip bones desperately trying to pull me closer. Our lips hit eachother with the intensity of a train igniting both of our senses and making us come alive. I had meant to stop once I got him to hang up, but for some reason I couldn't stop. I told myself I was doing this to screw with him but I was doing this to screw him, if I was being honest.