Addicted to You

Chapter Five

"Au--Austin? What are you doing here?" I stuttered, shock evident in my tone. He was wearing a black jacket and white T-shirt underneath it with cargo pants, that hung dangerously low on his hips. His hair was disheveled, making him look even more hotter and those hazel brown eyes bore into mine. Damn, this guy can pull off any attire. He looked so young and sexy in casual clothes and I found myself drooling at the sight of him.

"Who is this?" he pointed to Liam with raised eyebrows, not answering my question.

"He is my friend. Liam, this is Austin. Austin, Liam," I spoke in a high pitched voice, introducing them to each other and cool about what was happening around me. Note the sarcasm. Liam offered his hand to shake and Austin shook his hand while glaring at him. What was his problem?

"You may leave, Liam. We have some unfinished business to talk about," Fuck! I gulped at his dangerously calm voice. Was it just me or was it hot in here? I shook my head, getting rid of the inappropriate thoughts and walked towards them with a frown on my face.

"Hey, Liam is not going anywhere. What do you want, Austin?" I folded my hands in front of my chest and he glanced at my boobs. I narrowed my eyes at him and cleared my throat. He turned his attention to Liam and gave him a challenging look.

"I--- I was just leaving. Bye, Emma. See you on Monday," Liam gritted his teeth in anger and rushed out of the door, not bothering to take his books along with him. Now, I should come up with some explanation on Monday. Austin walked inside as if he owned the place and I shut the door behind him, throwing my hands up in the air in frustration. Who does he think he is? He comes to my house unannounced and scares away my friend. And what the hell did he mean by unfinished business?

"So are you fucking him too?" he asked, taking me by surprise. Oh no, he didn't. What did he even think of me? I was fuming with rage now.

"Why do you care who I fuck and who I don't?" I sneered at him while he pushed me against the door. What was with him, pushing me against hard surfaces? I ignored the pleasure shooting through my body and tried to focus on my anger.

"Tell me, are you sleeping with him?" I could feel his hot breath on my face and heard my heartbeat ringing in my ears.

"I don't sleep around like you, jerk. He is my friend, more like a brother to me." I snapped at him and saw an unfamiliar emotion pass through his eyes but he quickly masked it with a smirk.

"He wants to get in your pants, sweetheart." I rolled my eyes, ignoring his stupid assumption, and pushed him with all my force. I took deep breaths and tried to calm my nerves.

"Why are you here, Austin?" I asked him in a much calmer voice. He ran his hands through his hair and cleared his throat.

"Well, you left that morning without even a note and I was looking forward to seeing you today at the game night but you were a no show," he replied honestly. That was one thing I liked about him. He always spoke his mind. A small smile crept on my face and I tried to hide it.

"Why? Did you miss me?" I smirked, finding this amusing as hell. He started taking a few steps towards me and I tried to step back.

"Don't move," he whispered. There was something about his voice that seduced the crap out of me and made me listen to him. Oh God, I wanted him to leave before I could do something stupid but at the same time, I didn't want him to leave. Indecisiveness.