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"Need a light?"
"Oh no, I don't smoke, I'm holding this for a friend." Now that the words have left my mouth I realized how stupid they sound. I'm standing here, outside, holding a cigarette in between my index and middle finger, it completely looks like I'm a smoker, plus she's giving me a look as if she doesn't believe me.
"I swear its not mine!" I protest.
She lets out a chuckle and her face returns to normal.
"I believe you. You don't look like the kind of girl who smokes."
I don't know if that's a compliment or an insult. I shake off her comment when Donald conveniently comes back for his cigarette. He takes the smoke and thanks me for holding it for him, I turn to Beca as if to show her see? It wasn't mine. She just smiles at me with that gorgeous smile of hers. God I could look at her all day. I snap out of my thoughts to ask her why she came out here.
"I thought you could use some company." She responds.
"You sure you didn't come out here to enjoy your own smoke?" She shakes her head.
"I don't smoke, its super bad for you and I would probably die on the ice from all that gear weighing on me and my crappy lungs." She gives me another smile; I can't help but smile back. She tosses the matches on a table nearby.
"So, did you come out here to get away from someone?" She says.
"Yeah, this short brunette was annoying me, thought I could ditch her." I decide to joke with her, hopefully she gets my sarcasm.
A smile starts to form on her mouth, her tongue peaks out to swipe across her bottom lip. She's got a nice mouth, I realize I'm staring at it when she looks at me expectantly, she must have been talking and I completely zoned out.
"Sorry, what did you say?"
"You alright there? I started talking and you kind of looked like you were having a vision." She chuckled again, such a cute sound, I thought.
"Yeah, that was my Raven Baxter impression."
"Who?"
"Never mind." Someone clearly has never see That's So Raven. I shouldn't be surprised she doesn't look like the kind of girl who would be into that show. She starts talking again when I'm lost in my own thoughts.
"I noticed you had a book with you, which one?" referring to the book I had in my hand when I sat down at the table. I usually bring a book in case I get bored, or the team starts losing, I'm surprised she noticed.
"Oh, just a book my John Green." I tell her not expecting her to know who he is or what book I have.
"The Fault in Our Stars?" She asks. I whip my head towards her, shocked she even knows that book.
"Paper Towns." I reply.
"Ah, that's a good one, I liked Looking for Alaska the best." I cannot believe what I'm hearing.
"You read John Green?"
"Yeah, he's great."
I just became even more attracted to her than I was when I first saw her. I step closer to her and speak somehow huskily close to her ear.
"I think literacy is sexy." I'm loving the effect I'm having on her, she gets red in the face and stutters out a response.
"M-me too." She smiles at me again, a closed mouth smile that creates a little dimple on the side of her cheek and she can't be any cuter than she is in this moment.
I have no idea what caused me to make my next move. Its so outside of my comfort zone but I'm doing something rebellious for the first time in my life and maybe its just the attraction I'm getting from this fine species of a woman in front of me or maybe it's the couple of drinks I had before but I grab Mitchell by the shirt and pull her face to mine.
Her lips are soft and warm. Her smooth skin rubs against mine, I run my tongue along her bottom lip and she opens for me and I shove my tongue in her perfect mouth. Her tongue taste like coffee and alcohol. Her hands grab my sides and pull me closer, after a short time she breaks the kiss.
"Do you wanna get out of here?" she asks me.
"Caleb will kill you."
"I can handle him."
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I hear my name in the distance as I debate leaving with her, this was by far the best kiss I have ever had but with what Caleb has been telling me about hockey players and with what I know about some of the players on this time, I know I shouldn't. She's not asking for a date she's asking me to go home with her (which is probably her dorm). Before I can say anything, my brother grabs my arm again like he did earlier, fortunately Beca still has her hands on my hips so I don't end up going anywhere.
"What the hell is this?" He yells.
"Hey Cal, thanks for stopping by to check on me but this is really none of your business."
"Can we speak in private please?" He speaks towards me then turns his attention to Beca "And you can take your hands off my sister now."
Beca try's to say something to me but I beat her to it telling I should go and tell her she should call me. I give her my number and Caleb looks like he's going to explode, he is obviously not happy with this situation but my brother can't control me.
As we walk away Caleb is furious, he waits till were far away to start lecturing me, he doesn't get too far when our parents arrive back at the table telling us they want to go out to dinner with the both of us before they leave. After the night is over and were walking back to my dorm, he lets it all out on me.
"What the hell Chloe? What were you thinking?"
"That she's hot and I wanted to see what her mouth felt like. Why do you care? You're not the boss of me and we were just kissing."
"Yeah, well, I don't like her, I don't really know her that well but I've heard some stuff."
"Who cares Caleb! It was just a little kissing, its over now, stop being so annoying."
"I'm just looking out for you Chlo."
I approached the door to my dorm and pulled my key out to unlock it. "I appreciate it Cal, but you don't need too. If you'll excuse me, I'm tired and need to get some rest." I say dismissing him.
"Alright Chlo, goodnight." He leaves with a goodbye.
I shut my door and throw my bag onto my bed. I notice Aubrey isn't here yet, that's weird I didn't notice her leave with anyone, I send her a text to see where she is and when she's coming back. It seems like forever but she reply's that she met up with a friend and wont be in until late.
I change into a white t shirt and old hello kitty shorts that use to be huge on me but now that I've grown they fit me. I flip on our TV to see what's on when my phone rings. I'm annoyed with Caleb and thinking its him I pick up irritated.
"What do you want Cal? You ruined my make out session and now you want to ruin my TV time."
"Chloe?"
Shit, this isn't Caleb.
"Who is this?"
"Beca, I think I took part in your make out session this evening." I'm embarrassed.
"Oh yeah, Hey."
"Hey." She replies. "What are you up too?"
"Oh, you know, having a naked pillow fight with my roommate." I thought it would be funny, I regret it as soon as it leaves my mouth.
There's a moment of silence before she speaks on the other end "Are you really?"
She sounds amused so I go through with it. "Oh yeah, it's a nightly routine, were always looking for more people if you wanna join." She laughs and im releaved.
"So, what are you really doing?"
"Watching TV."
"Do you want company? Cause I'm waiting outside your dorm."
I jolt up so fast, I knock over a snow globe on my desk. "You're joking."
"Dorm number 38?"
I run to the door and open it. There she stands with her jacket over her shoulder. She scans my body and I follow her gaze to my pajama shorts. I curse myself for putting them on in my first place. I am also braless so I'm scared my nipples are showing through the material of my white shirt, just like they were this evening."
"What are you doing here?" I whisper yell.
"I, uh... do you wanna hang out."
"I have a roommate."
"We could go back to my dorm; I don't have a roommate."
"I was going to sleep."
"That's that I thought." She breaks out her smile and one again I'm melting in a pool at her feet.
"I'm not having sex with you." I need to learn when to shut up.
"I was not implying that at all." I look into her eyes and I believe her.
"Okay, ill go with you." There's no way I'm taking a chance and having her hangout here when Aubrey could come back as ask questions I'm not ready to answer.
I go with her to her dorm which ends up not being very far at all. I look gross, I have no makeup, I'm still in my hello kitty jammies but whatever it just makes me that less attractive to have sex with, so it will work in my favor. She laces her fingers with mine as we approach her door.
We get to her dorm and its nice, clean and it smells good, she has a couch in here, one of those that convert into a bed but nicer. She has a lot of trophies, she must have been playing hockey for a while and it seems like she's been doing well. Then again I have seen her play and she's awesome so I'm not surprised.
I sit down on her bed "I'm nervous, I don't usually do things like this."
"You don't usually hangout with people?" she replies.
"No, I don't usually follow hockey players back to their dorm at midnight while we just made out in public hours before."
"Do you usually make out with hockey players in public?"
"You would be the only one to have that honor."
She smiles. "I like your pajama bottoms."
"I can't believe I wore them here."
"They're cute." She chuckles. She sits next to me and asks how I'm liking Paper Towns so far.
"Its okay, I like the other two better (referring to Looking for Alaska and The Fault in Our Stars.) this one kind of confuses me."
"No, his book Will Grayson, Will Grayson is confusing. There are two Will Grayson's and I don't even remember meeting the second one, I don't know, you have to read it."
"You read even more of his books?" I ask
"Yup, I read them all."
Before I even know what's happening, our mouths are together again. She was explaining something one minute and they next I'm on her lap and her hands are up my shirt.
"I was really hoping for some more kissing." She mumbles against my lips, I giggle and then soon after I moan. I grab a fistful of her gorgeous, soft hair and push her closer to my mouth if even possible. Her hands skim the waistband on my shorts.
"Is this okay?" she asks cautiously. I nod before connecting our lips again. Then she grabs my ass, squeezing it like a sponge. "And this?" she asks again. I moan to give her my answer. I don't want to say anything to ruin this moment. It feels so good, her hands are soft and delicate yet she uses them in a rough manner, I simply cannot get enough.
I nibble and suck on her lips, kissing her for what seems like twenty minutes, her hands in my pants, she pulls me closer "How about this?" and she starts grinding against me, this is what I've be waiting for this delicious friction between us. Nothing can feel better at this point, then I moan out the words "Fuck me." And she completely stops.
She pulls out her hands from my pants and looks up at me. Oh no I'm screwed. I'm definitely going to need an intervention from her after tonight.
Ah, puck me.
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