Secrets and Scandals

7

Corbyn's lips slammed onto mine and I immediately kissed his soft lips back. He started moving his lips and I moved with him, our mouths molded together. He tasted like cotton candy and I couldn't get enough. I squeezed my thighs around him gently and he lightly moaned. I took the opportunity and slipped my tongue into his mouth. We traced each other's mouths as I ran my hands through his hair, pulling gently at the ends. He slipped his hands down to my ass and my phone went off. I jumped back, startled, and Corbyn did the same, leaning against the opposite counter. I looked down and saw a text from Jackson.

"Oh..." I said, realizing what just happened. "I-I'm gonna go wake everyone up," I said as I walked away, leaving Corbyn with his thoughts in the kitchen. I stumbled up the stairs, my thoughts filled with Corbyn and his lips on mine. As I reached the top of the steps, I ran into Jonah, bumping into his chest, and almost falling to the ground. Luckily, he quickly grabbed my wrist to keep me from falling. That could have been bad, I thought.

"Woah, in a hurry?" he chuckled as he caught my arm. He looked me up and down. "You okay, Chris?"

"Uhm, yeah. I'm fine. Corbyn and I just k-woke up and we wanted to get food so I went to go get everyone." I rushed out.

"Right... uh, okay. Be careful," he said, kinda sus.

"Sorry," I whispered to the ground. "Uhm, get dressed!" I changed my tone. Then I went down the hallway and woke everyone up. Lastly, I reached the room Zach and Taron. I opened the door quietly and saw her wrapped up in his arms, his face in the crook of her neck. I smiled to myself. She looked so happy. Zach shifted a little and yawned, looking over at me.

"Mornin' Chris," he whispered at me and then smiled.

"Good morning, Zach. If you wake up Tare we'll go get some breakfast."

"Okay." I left the room and went to Corbyn's to get dressed. I opened the door and saw him facing the dresser, pulling some clothes out as he turned around.

"Hey," he said tensely. I saw his jaw twitch a little and I took a breath. Fuck I thought. Okay, here goes nothing.

"You seem tense..." I looked at his face, trailed my eyes down his torso, then dropped my eyes to my feet. He sighed and stumbled over his words a little.

"I- just- I'm not tense I'm just confused and angry with myself." Oh. He regretted it. Damn.

"I-it was just a heat of the moment kind of thing," I lied threw my teeth.

"It was? F-for you, I mean."

"Uhm..." I decided to just be honest with him. "I'm not gonna lie, Bean. It took all of my self-control to not kiss you but when you did, I wanted to kiss you back. So I did. And I didn't want to stop." I said as he walked towards me. He put his arms around my waist.

"I didn't want to stop either, Chris. I want to kiss you again, and again, and again."

"Corbyn, I-" and again his lips were on mine. I instantly fell into him. This time, we were hungry and moving at a fast pace. He started pushing me backward until my legs hit the bed. My hands ran threw his hair again as he slipped his hands under his hoodie on my body, pulling it up above my hips, where his hands sat as we searched each other. I pulled my leg up onto the bed and pulled him even closer if that was possible. Just as he pulled the hoodie over my head, we heard a voice.

"CORBYN!"

It was Alyssa.