DrunkenLove
It was getting late and Ava was really drunk. She was starting to embarrass herself really, talking to all the guys as if she was desperate (and I know she's not!). But it all got even worse when she started shouting at one of the other models for dancing
into her. There was a lot of yelling and I started to feel really anxious so I grabbed Ava's wrist and dragged her away. I pulled her to our dorm and flung the door open. She pranced over to her bed, obviously still drunk. I walked over to the bathroom
and filled up a glass of water. I then grabbed my medication bag and took two of my little white pills. I was always supposed to take these when I was anxious.
"Rena!" Ava called from the bedroom.
By this point I was getting undressed and about to put my pyjamas on. Panicking, I grabbed a towel and hauled it around myself.
"What is it?" I said, head poking around the door.
"I need you to come here" Avasaid, patting next to her on the bed.
I waddled over, slightly worried about what was going to happen. I perched on the edge of her bed, hand resting on her fresh white duvet.
We starting talking for a while about the party and how fun it was and my mind started to ease. Then she started telling me about other stuff, her past and how she became the amazing person she was now. Part of me wanted to stop her talking; maybe it
was just the drunk her that wanted me to know this. But I was intrigued by her story and listened with keen ears.
She told about the bullying and I felt a pain in the out of my stomach. How could anybody ever be so harsh to such a caring girl? I looked at her, studying her face, and by this point I was completely relaxed on her bed, no longer perching in the edge.
I gazed into her beautiful hazel eyes, and she looked into mine. It was quiet, the only thing could hear was my heart and the faint sound of the party music downstairs. She looked beautiful.
My mind started racing-I shouldn't be thinking this, she doesn't even like me. Nobody knows I like girls anyway, but here I was sat next to the prettiest girl I'd ever seen and had the hugest crush on. I couldn't help myself. I glanced over at her lips,
full and glossy. I put my head closer to hers, almost so we were touching and then I did it. I kissed her gently on the lips.
Crap. I pulled away almost instantly, afraid of what she would say. I turned my head away from hers and was about to stand up when I felt her soft hand on my leg. She pulled my face so that I was looking at her and she kissed me. Softly at first, then
getting rougher and rougher. She put her hand on my leg and clasped my hand in the other. We kissed and kissed, and I slowly moved my hand from hers so that my arms were wrapped around her shoulders. Her gorgeous lips were so soft and amazing, her
lipstick smudging on my face. We stood up, lips never leaving each others and I pulled her hoody over her head. I then sat in the middle of her bed with my legs crossed, and she jumped on to my lap, hands running down my spine. It felt good, no, amazing
to hear her whisper my name over and over again. She wanted me as much as I wanted her and we both knew it.
We weren't being gentle anymore, and it shocked me to see how rough she could be. She pushed me down so that I was lying on her pillow and she pounced on me. She sat up after a while, and touched me in places I never dreamed she'd touch me. Her finger
ran down my stomach and then my hips. It felt so great. I lurched forward in surprise as she found the right place and then pulled her over so she was led down. It was my turn now.
|This is my first ever story, I'm sorry for any mistakes and so on... Sorry if it doesn't turn you on, I will improve. This is one of the cleanest chapters, they get dirty as we progress.|
