Chapter 7
AN – Sorry for any spelling and grammar mistakes. I didn't run this through my beta before posting just because I am so anxious about just putting the chapter up.
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"Did you have to laugh at me?" Even days after the incident and after several heated make out sessions; I still couldn't shake the image away. The entire student body laughing their heads off felt like nothing compared to watching him laugh right along with them. It shouldn't have been that big of a deal but it was and I knew he now understood that. At least he understood somewhat. "Why did you have to laugh?" I whined as I buried my face in my hands feeling the blush arise to my cheeks again.
Arms snaked around my form until I felt myself against his bare chest. Mister kitty was definitely the cuddling type, which is fine by me. His lips pressed a chaste kiss on my shoulder and then I felt him sigh into my skin. He was already feeling guilty, even though I was as much to blame as he was. Still the laughing wasn't necessary.
"It was funny." I cringed. How could he find such a mortifying experience 'funny'? I wanted to move out of this spooning position but he was having none of that. His arms held me tighter and even closer. "You know I didn't mean it that way."
No.
"Yeah I know." I lied. I didn't really know what he felt for me. Sure he got me those flowers on Valentine's Day and sure he said he cared. But all that didn't stop that lingering thought in the back of my mind.
Maybe the reason he thought he wanted me all the time was because he didn't have me all the time. I mean if we went public with our relationship, then what? We would obviously have the chance to be around each other as much as we wanted. But what if he didn't want to? What if he just didn't want to be around me? I don't think I could handle that. I rather have him a secret and hardly at all then have him with everyone knowing and him not wanting to be around me.
"Julia." The sound of his voice shook me out of my thoughts and I glanced over my shoulder. "Are you sure this is okay?"
"No." Before he had a chance to respond I pushed my elbow back and his arms immediately released me. Not wasting a second I turned around and placed my open palms against his chest so that he could lay flat on his back. I moved to straddled him and I noticed the confusion wash away from his expression. "This is better."
"Was the violence necessary?" I pretended to ponder the question before nodded my head. He rolled his eyes but laughed nonetheless. "I meant is it okay for me to be here. Won't your roommate mind?"
It was a good question actually. I guess this was Karen meant by saying that I would be thanking her. Moments after patching things up with Tyler she came in proclaiming she had something to do off campus and would be away all afternoon. With a wink, she promised before of us to keep our secret until we were ready to say for ourselves.
"I guess its okay. I mean she really didn't…"
Lips crashing into mine cut me completely off from whatever I was saying or even thinking for that matter. All I can do right now is feel. Those soft lips against mine, nibbling ever so gently and making soft moans escape from me. He really is too good at this. It makes me wonder how much experience mister kitty has in this area, but now is certainly not the time to think about that. His lips left my lips but before I could voice a protest, those same lips were now gently teasing my ear: my weak spot.
"Good." He whispered against my ear, his hot breathe sending shivers through me "I wouldn't want to start something I couldn't finish." With that his lips were once again devouring me. Wherever those lips touched me, they left a trail of fiery heat. The heat arising inside me was making my mind a complete haze. There was only feeling. The feeling of those lips moving down my jaw line and onto my neck.
"Ah!"
Using my hands I pushed my open palms against in chest I shoved him back to gain back my personal space. A hand left his body and traced along my neck to the spot that tingled. The shiver ran over my body, as the side of my neck burned me through my skin to my very core, was so intense it made my toes curl.
"You bit me!" His eyes looked at the love bite and I saw a mischievous shine flash in them as a smirk tugged on his lips.
He did that on purpose!
"You did it too." He moved his head sideways and sure enough there were about three marks spread along his neck from our previous make out session. Opps. I wonder how he's going to explain those to the guys. I bit the inside of my cheek so I wouldn't laugh at the thought. His head moved back and his eyes locked with mine, as his fingers pinched the inside of my thigh making me gasp. "Besides, you know you like it."
My mouth fell open from his statement. Okay sure enough I did kind of like it this kinkier side of him, but mister kitty would never be so bold as to say it out loud before. Something told me he was picking up this dirty talk from blondie and honestly I think I just might have to thank him for it.
Still I couldn't let him think he had the upper hand on me. Reaching over to my nightstand, I opened the bottom drawer and dug my hand through it. Ah, found it.
"What are you doing?" His eyes darted between my eyes and the marker in my hand. It suddenly seemed to click in his head what I was planning. "No way."
"Oh really?" I pointed to the own hickey on my neck that surely couldn't be covered up without using two tons of makeup. "You owe me." Leaning back down, I fisted my hands in his hair and moved my lips in a kissing pattern towards his ear.
"I want to mark you as mine mister kitty." My voice was a mumble as I licked the lobe and rocked my hips with his.
"Fuck." He cursed as his fingers dug into the skin of my hips making sure to rock his heated core against my own. I had to bit the inside of my cheek once again only this time it was not block a laugh but more like a full out moan. "Do you see what you do to me? How much you affect me?" I could, I felt exactly how much I was affecting him and I did the only did I could do. I blushed.
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"45 minutes and 23 seconds."
Sigh.
I miss him.
All right so it wasn't even an hour since I last saw him but I don't care. I miss him. This was the perfect opportunity for us to spend time together and he of course had prior engagements. Like always. But at least it wasn't swimming this time, nope; when he wasn't doing laps in a pool he was doing laps around the gym. Geez. Why did mister kitty have to be the athletic type?! Not that I could keep complain all that much. I mean that body of his was enough to make any girl sigh and swoon. Especially when only roped in those tiny speedos.
The thought of him in his swimming attire wasn't really helping my need to see him. In fact it was making me all that much hotter. Mister kitty sure has me under a spell. Now that's a funny thought. A witchy mister kitty. I should call him that just to gauge his reaction.
But that would have to wait until I got to see him… alone.
Maybe I wouldn't have to wait that long to get him alone. Tyler isn't the only one with a kinky side or maybe he is and he's just brushing off on me.
"It's only 4:45 right now. I can still catch up with him." I licked my lips at the thought of seeing him again. Heh. Mister kitty is such a naughty influence.
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There is something to be said about moments with good timing and this was certainly one of those moments. Sneaking into the boy's locker room in the gymnasium is a habit that is getting easier every time I do it. The entire place was empty except for him and of course my timing couldn't have been better. There he is – mister kitty – stepping out of the shower draped in nothing but a towel. I think I just died and went to heaven.
"Oh mister kitty…" I whispered as I peeked from around a locker. Tyler looked around the room confused at not seeing around. Geez. It should be obvious that it's me, after all I doubt he has many girls calling him mister kitty. I move around to step behind him and gently tap his shoulder. "Hi there."
"Ho-How did... you in here... how..." His voice trailed off but his eyebrows remained knitted together in confusion. "Why… um… How… you…" And again he made no sense and I couldn't deny the giggle to escape me. Mister kitty really is too cute when he's a babbling mess and not to mention the fact that it's a nice change, since it is usually me who is babbling incoherently.
"I needed to see you."
That was enough of an explanation for him because he smirked as he grabbed my wrist and swung me against the lockers. His lips were on me in a maddening haze. Pressing and probing, it was I could do to comply in his assault. In the back of my mind it suddenly dawned on me and I smiled in his lips. Through his passionate kisses, he was telling me that he needed to see me too.
"Yo Tyler. You in here?"
Uh oh.
The next few moments happened so fast that I was left in a cloud of dizziness as the locker door shut in my face. Mister kitty just pushed me into the locker that I had been previously pressed up against. We were seriously going to have to discuss better hiding places.
"Pogue?" Oh right the biker one. "I thought you left." Yeah so did I.
"Came back to tell you that Caleb wants us to have the meeting tonight." I almost felt bad about being in here, eavesdropping has never been something I did or supported. Maybe if I sing a song in my head I can block out what they're say- "Oh and nice hickey dude."
Wait, what? Did he just say hickey? But that would mean... If he noticed the hickey's on his neck then he must have noticed -
"Later sugar lips," Pogue said with a chuckle of clear amusement in his voice. His footsteps echoed in the room and seconds later I heard the sound of the heavy locker room door swing closed.
- the word written across his chest. Oh he definitely noticed. No doubt about that. It was the word I wrote on him while I nipped and sucked on the delicious skin of his chest and neck. The memory made me flush bright red.
No sooner after I heard biker boy leave did Tyler open the locker door. His expression held a tone of stern seriousness. That look on his face was really the last I could take. The smile I wore broke out into full out laughter as I stepped out from his locker. Azure eyes narrowed in what I assume was supposed to be a threatening manner. But they were far from threatening. In fact mister kitty trying to appear threatening was just flat out cute.
"Not my fault you have sugar lips." I mocked, leaning my back against the lockers across from him. The scoff that emitted from him told me he hadn't found any of this situation amusing.
"But this-" he pointed to the word on his chest "-is your fault."
Ah, so he kind of had a point there. But I still couldn't help but tease him. "I beg your forgiveness lord kitty." I clasped my hands together as I giggled mercilessly.
Tyler pulled me forward and successful halted my giggling as he barely hovered over my face. "I'll forgive you on one condition." Did the tone of his voice just get huskier or is it my hormones acting up from the closeness of our bodies. I didn't get a chance to decide because his lips were on mine again in what seemed to be the hundredth time today. Though I was certainly far from complaining. My lips felt swollen from the force of his kisses, but I didn't care. His kisses were downright addicting and the second he pulled away I felt myself experience the withdrawal. "I'll forgive you in one condition," he repeated as his lips brushed against mine.
"Anything."
"A date. Friday night at Nicky's."
"Huh? What?" His words felt like a bucket of cold water had been splashed over me and I moved away from him. Frowning, I shook my head quickly. "No way!"
"Julia..." Blue eyes bore into mine and I could feel the weight of his emotions through the gaze. This meant a lot to him, it meant more than I could understand or even try to. "Just this once."
I rolled my eyes. Oh yeah sure, like I could really say no to that look in his eyes. Not to mention those kisses that made me promise 'anything' to begin with.
"Fine." I sighed in defeat.
He smiled as he pulled me into his arms, devouring me in kisses once more. Too bad his kisses weren't having their desired effect on me. I could feel a large wave of panic creeping in and starting to take its toll on me. I had a date in approximately 72 hours. Not with mister kitty, but with Tyler Simms. Being so close to total exposure cannot possibly be a good thing. And somehow I think that was his idea all along. Damn. When did mister kitty become so cunning? Maybe this was the work of blondie rubbing off on him again.
If this ends badly it'll be all his fault: damn, mister kitty and his oh so persuasive sugar lips. As if any girl could stand a chance to resist.
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author notes: you guys really have no clue how hard it is trying to finish this story. every fiber of my being is saying just forget about it. i have never finished a story before so i'm really trying hard to make this one the first. I actually wrote after this chapter and then for some reason it got deleted off my usb and I had to rewrite the whole thing over again. needless to say I was very upset, almost considered just not writing it again, but I started reading the reviews for this fic and that motivated me to write it again. so you see reviews really do make a difference.
okay so this chapter was pointless fluff but I figured I needed to slow things down a bit. one or two reviews mentioned it felt a bit rushed. but besides that I wanted to do a scene with pogue and he was the only one left who didn't almost bust them. anyway I have the next chapter already planned out. only 3-4 more chapters to go, woot! just as an extra treat I will let you know the title of the next chapter: chapter 8, strawberry melon. interesting, no?
thank you so much for the reviews - i am simply amazed with the number of feedback. 44 reviews for one chapter is jaw dropping and the only reason why I'm finishing this fic. i'm aiming for 175 with this chapter - please let that come true. reviewers get a sneak peek into the next chapter.
