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Chapter 19 : Bets and bed

Me and Trent were just chilling in his room that he shared with Henderson. (I can't remember if I said he shared with anyone else, But he's going to be sharing with Henderson from this point in the book.) We were playing FIFA with each other whilst everyone else were doing their own thing. I was sitting on the edge of the bed whilst Trent was sitting on the floor at my feet. The score was 1-1 and it was half time. I was determined to beat Trent otherwise I would never hear the end of it. It was 3:40 and we had a meeting later on today about the guys match on Monday at 5 so we have time to spare.

"How about a bet?" Trent asked breaking the silence between us.

"What?"

"A bet."

"Yeah I heard that but why and what is it with you and bets?"I laughed remembering our bet if England win the world cup.

"Why not have a bet?"

"Fine then, what's the bet?"

"Um I actually don't know. I was hoping you would have one." I laughed at that. It was typical of him.

"How about you come shopping with me?"

"What no way. I've heard about your shopping catastrophes from everyone, like everyone. From Dele, Shay, Jesse, Rion, Kaylee, Tremaine, Raheem and even Gareth Southgate."

"Wait even Gareth?" I laughed at the fact him and Trent would be having a conversation about me and my shopping addiction.

"Yeah that's how bad it is." He said before scoring a goal, "On second thoughts maybe I will go with you. Well that's if you win."

"You only said that because you're winning now." I sighed now leaning forward, a habit I had when I was losing.

"Yes. Yes I did. Now for your bet, wear my shirt my shirt on Monday."

"Okay."I answered straight away.

"Okay?" He asked confused looking up at me rather then on the game.

"Yeah I'll wear it."

"Alright then." He muttered before looking back at the game to a sight he didn't want to see, "Wait when did you score May?"

"When you were to busy looking at my beautiful face." I smiled now knowing that the score was now tied. Trent on the other hand was not happy.

The game had now come to an end. The score was 2-2 meaning that we'd tied so we both agreed to do each others bets. Trent was accompanying me to shopping and in return, I would wear his shirt on Monday.

"When did you get so good at FIFA?" Trent questioned me before getting up to sit on the bed.

"Well it's not hard when I'm playing you." I teased whilst poking his arm. Suddenly Trent had pushed me back on the bed so I was lying down with him hovering over me, using his arms to support himself.

"You calling me bad at FIFA?"

"Well I didn't say that. But yeah."

Our faces were only inches away again but this time I was the one leaning in. I was stopped by movements I could feel along my neck.

"Ahh. Trent stop-- Stop. Tickling me." I managed to say in between breaths. I was the most ticklish person even and I made a mistake by tell Trent that.

"Please--please stop." I laughed so hard that I began to cry. I couldn't even go anywhere since Trent was right on top of me.

"Not till you say that I'm good at FIFA."

"Never." I managed to get out.

"Fine then. You're the one suffering here not me."

"Okay okay okay. Fine then you're good at FIFA."

"Thank you." He smiled before stopping and getting off of me.

"But not as good as me." I yelled before trying to get up and running of but to my luck I took one step from the bed before Trent got me. He pushed me back on the bed before he pinned my arms above my head with one hand and held me there whilst I was getting my breath back.

"I like you Maëha. Like really like you." He whispers in my ear before kissing my neck. I could feel the hairs on my neck rising and butterflies in my stomach.

"I like you too Trent." He stopped to look at me before smiling and slowly pressing his lips onto mine once again. The kiss was passionate but slowly became rougher. I felt his tongue lick my bottom lip asking for entry which I gave. It was getting more heated every second with a mixture of moans and groans being thrown in. I felt Trents hands move down to my lower back whilst mine were tugging on the collar of his shirt signaling for him to take it off. The only time our kiss was interrupted was to take our shirts off. His hands casually made their way down to my jeans, undoing the single button and the zip before he pulled them off leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties. Trent broke our kiss once again to look down on me before he biting his bottom lip,instantly turning me on. Our lips were reconnected again this time more passionate than before. I ran my nails down his abs making my way to his shorts before we were interrupted by a knock at the door.

Trent instantly got up from me and put his shirt on whilst I fumbled around to get my clothes on. I grabbed my shirt and put it on once my jeans were on and tucked it in. Trent was at the door by now and whoever was at the door was getting impatient. I ran my hand through my hair sorting it out whilst I nodded to Trent signaling for him to open the door.

"What took you so long Tre-"Jordan began before he saw me. I just smiled innocently and waved at him which he mirrored before laughing.

"Well then I'll leave you two alone."

"Wait what did you even come for?" Trent asked still at the door.

"Oh right I came to get my bag. What would I do without you Trent?" Jordan said before entering the room and grabbing what he needed, "Oh and guys don't get so busy that you forget about the meeting later on today." 

"Oh just leave already." Trent said whilst he practically pushed Jordan out of the room.

"Don't forget to use protection." I went wide-eyed at the statement made by Jordan from the other side of the door before me and Trent burst into laughter. 

"Let's just hope that no one else heard that." I chuckled lying back down on the bed.

"Yeah." Trent sighed lying down next to me before facing me.

"Anyways where were we?" he muttered before kissing me.