TGGBB One Shots

Sometimes. (Decomi) - Part 2.

I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I would see us, as if from the third person, in that alley. I could see myself propped up in his arms against the wall while he was pressed against me, kissing me with his head slightly looking up, since I stood a little bit taller than him in that position.

My lips tingled as I remembered. A feeling of longing spread through my body. I wanted to do it again. Before, I couldn't stop and he seemed like he didn't want to either. 

It's been long overdue. It was not only me who felt attraction towards him. I knew; not only because I could feel it, but because he also told me.

Once we were inside the base, Jordan and Bennett teased us nonstop about the stupid kiss cam, why did they have to show it on the news?

I didn't understand. I mean, yes, we 'ended' the rivalry between the two teams, but it wasn't that big of a deal.

Jordan even got Bennett to say stupid puns. So it was a bid deal to them. I thank whoever is up there that they believed us when Declan and I told them nothing happened.

Even though it was a complete lie.

I felt torn whether I felt relieved of the fact that they bought it or bad that I was lying to them.

I wanted to tell them, but the thing is; I wanted to enjoy whatever we just started for a while, without the pressure of the guys knowing. I didn't want them to start asking questions about this, it was way too soon for that. Also, I didn't know how they were going to take it.

I'll have to talk to Declan about this.  We hadn't seen each other since the conversation with the guys. After that, we just went to our separate bedrooms, we glanced at each other before going through the door.

Sometimes I imagined how it would be like kissing him and now that I've done it, my mind was blown. It was so much better than what I ever thought it would be.

Urgent, passionate, hungry, hot-blooded, overpowering and so much more.

He probably felt the same was as me, the 'I can't take this anymore so I'm just gonna do it ' way.

Trying to take my mind off of this, I took my phone out to watch an episode or two of 'Friends', hoping that sleep would take over me.

I looked at the time. 3 am already. This was going to be a long night.

Just when I was about to start watching the episode 'The one with the girl who hits Joey' a text appeared on the notification bar.

'You awake?' it read.

I opened it to find out Declan wrote it to me on a private chat from the Trace Ace app. A smile tugged on my lips and a warm feeling started to spread all over my body.

'No.' I wrote back.

I waited for his response; I watched the three little points patiently. The ones that let you know the person is writing. But they kept disappearing and coming up over and over again.

The text never came. Instead, a knock on the door made me jump off the bed.

I looked myself in the mirror, seeing I was a bit of a mess. Bags were starting to form under my eyes, my hair was in a messy bun and I was in my pajamas. In an oversized shirt that came down mid-thigh and shorts. Since the shirt came down so low, it seemed as if I was not wearing pants.

I looked away, because if I didn't, insecurity would start to spread and I didn't want that, mostly when Declan (I hoped) was on the other side of the door.

I opened the door and found Declan, just as I hoped, on the other side. He wore nothing but a pair of red flannel pajama pants and socks. The hem of his boxers was showing from the low rise of the pants and I couldn't take my eyes off him; off the very shirtless him.