A/N: And so it begins! The rest of the story from this point on is M. That's your warning!
I won't go into details about what happened after we left the party. I'll only say it cost me an extra hundred dollars for what should've been a 20 dollar cab ride and we rode the entire way back to campus with the windows down, freezing our asses off.
After my 56th apology and many nasty glares from the driver, I quickly slipped Bella's shoes back on her and helped her and Alice out of the car. I wrapped my arms around both girls and tried my best to keep them upright long enough to get upstairs. Once inside the building, people were still partying in their rooms and passed out in the halls. It was like playing minefield trying to navigate my way around bodies and beer bottles on the floor.
Once we got upstairs, I leaned the girls against the wall outside of the door and rummaged through my jean pocket for the key. Alice and Bella were laughing at nothing as they held on to each other. I rolled my eyes. I knew tonight wouldn't be the greatest, but I didn't anticipate babysitting 2 twenty something girls.
With the door open, I gestured the girls inside and watched as they hit every single wall and surface within vicinity trying to walk 5 feet. I grabbed Alice gently and led her to the bathroom where I encouraged her to wash her face of vomit and take a swig of mouthwash. I knew it wasn't a good idea to let them sleep in their makeup, but I figured it would be better just to get them both to bed to sleep. After Alice has sloppily spit mouthwash all over the bathroom counter and mumbled a weak "sorry", I led her to my bedroom. I would be sleeping on the couch so she could have my bed. It's not a big deal and at least she wouldn't be sore in the morning from the couch. I helped Alice take her shoes off, then tucked her into bed.
I came back into the living room where Bella sat against the wall, dozing off. I helped her up and led her to her room. I'd never really been in Bella's room before. I think once, but only for a minute to ask her if she wanted pizza rolls. I flicked on the light and took in the sight of her room. It felt like her. She had a white down comforter with several large knitted quilts at the foot. Christmas lights were strung up above her bed, and potted plants lining her dresser. Clothing and shoes were scattered around her room. I tried my best not to trip over her shoes as I pulled her to her bed. I noticed the group photo we took on her birthday sat framed on her bedside table. I smiled.
"Alright Bella, let's get your shoes off." I told her, fully aware she probably couldn't hear me as she appeared to be completely passed out. I lifted her gently by her hips onto her bed. Her body slumped into a sitting position that looked incredibly uncomfortable. I tried not to think about the exposed part of her upper thigh again as I lifted her leg to pull her platform shoes off. Bella seemed to wake at this and leaned forward with her elbows on her knees.
"You so nice." She said lazily, watching me as I removed her other shoe.
"Mhm. Let's get under the covers, okay?" I told her as I pulled her sheets back and guided her under them. She pulled her legs up underneath her and crawled to the head of the bed on all fours. She stopped at her pillow, looking at me over her shoulder. The sight before me was Bella on all fucking fours, giving me a view of her pink panties underneath her skirt. Her round ass fully in sight, her eyes innocent and yet mischievous at the same time. I was hard for the 3rd time that night.
"You getting under too?" she slurred quietly, shifting her legs together. I shook my head, not trusting my voice to sound stable. It would crack, much like my control if I had any more of this. I lifted the sheets over her as she finally slid her legs down and rested on her belly. She watched me as I pulled the comforter over her as well and removed the lamb ear headband from her head.
"Do you need anything? Water?" I asked, desperately hoping she'd say no so I could go hide in the bathroom. She didn't reply for a minute, and I almost thought she'd fallen asleep if it weren't for the fact her eyes were open and watching me. The time on the tiny analog clock on her dressed read 1:34 am. I thanked God I didn't have Thursday classes, or I'd be fucked. I looked back at Bella, who seemed to be studying my face.
"No." She whispered, closing her eyes.
"Okay Bella. I'll be in the living room if you need anything, just call for me okay." I whispered back, making my way to the light switch and turning it off. I left both bedroom doors open so I could hear if the girls called for me. After washing the ridiculous makeup off my face and brushing my teeth, I shut all the lights off and got to lie down on the couch. I fell asleep thinking about the events that transpired tonight and Bella's face in my mind.
"I'm never drinking again." Alice groaned after returning from the bathroom after throwing up for the 2nd time. At 22, Alice didn't get a hangover, but she did feel the effects of the alcohol on her stomach. She borrowed a shirt and track pants from me so she could shower and change before she'd head back to her dorm later. I made sure to feed her a light breakfast consisting of applesauce and toast. She sat now on the couch with me watching a home renovation show.
I'd heard her incessant apologies and thanks this morning after she'd woken in my bed to find me on the couch. I made clear that while I didn't mind, it was not an experience I wanted every weekend, which she agreed to. She sipped on hot tea as she scrolled through pictures on her phone.
Simultaneously, when Bella emerged from the bathroom in a robe, Alice had gasped and spit tea on the floor.
"I'm not cleaning that up." Was all I said as I returned to watching television. Alice coughed, trying to clear her trachea. Wide eyed, she looked at me and Bella before shoving her phone in our direction. On the screen was a photo of her from last night with Jasper. They were laughing while sitting together and looked to be very happy. Alice shrieked in delight.
"Jasper posted this! Oh my god!" She held her phone to her chest "He wouldn't post me on his page if he really didn't like me, right?"
"He's totally into you, dude." Bella smiled at Alice, making her way to the kitchen. Alice sat completely encapsulated by her phone whispering "oh my god" over and over again. Meanwhile, I watched a woman on television try to decide between blue and yellow wallpaper.
Bella returned to the living room, mug in hand, and sat in the arm chair to my left. Her hair was wet from her shower and hung in wet curls around her shoulders. She gave me a sympathetic smile before taking a sip of her drink and setting it down on the coffee table.
"I am so sorry," she began, taking a deep breath, "I said and did some things last night I shouldn't have, and I probably made you so extremely uncomfortable. I hope I didn't ruin anything between us."
I felt the sincerity of Bella's apology, as I had with Alice's. It was nice to know they hadn't planned on making me their designated babysitter and were genuinely sorry for getting out of hand.
"It's okay, Bella. It wasn't all bad, and like I told Alice, let's just not make it a regular occurrence." I reassured her. Her smile seemed relieved before it faltered, and curiosity overtook her face.
"What exactly wasn't so bad?" She asked. Alice looked up from her phone then, also awaiting my answer. I wasn't about to tell Bella I enjoyed all of her touching or the view she gave me last night, but I'm by no means a good liar, so I froze up as I searched for an answer.
"I-uh…" I stuttered, racking my brain for a believable lie. The only thing I could think of was to mention the music but that seemed too obvious of a lie. They wouldn't believe I listened to rap or hip hop.
A knock at the door saved my ass. Bella seemed unwilling to look away from me but did anyway so she could get up to answer the door. I made eye contact with Alice who was looking at me with an arched brow.
Jacob strolled passed Bella, greeting her with a "hey girl," before taking Bella's spot on the armchair.
"Last night was fucking awesome, right?" Jacob laughed. Bella walked past him to sit in between me and Alice on the couch. My entire body went rigid went Bella casually leaned her head against my shoulder. Was being touchy going to be a normal occurrence with her since last night? Not that I minded, but if it was, I'd like to be informed.
"Well on one hand I got to dance with a hot guy from my design class, but on the other, I threw up in the back of a taxi." Alice scrunched her nose, still swiping through her phone. Jacob burst out in laughter, holding his chest.
"No fuckin way, that's hilarious."
"Not really…" Alice mumbled. Jacob took a sip of Bella's drink, only to unceremoniously spit it back into the mug with a look of disgust.
"Ugh don't you add sugar and milk to your coffee?" He complained. I took the opportunity to ask Jacob a question that had been burning into me since last night.
"So where did you go last night? You kind of just left Bella wandering around, drunk." I asked sternly, trying not to let my determination waiver. He looked at me confused, then looked at Bella.
"What do you mean dude? You came to the party with Bella, didn't you?" He asked with his brows furrowed.
"Yeah but—" Before I could finish, he cut me off with a loud laugh.
"Oh-oh-oh my god, you wouldn't believe this chick I met last night. Curves like a fucking mountain highway." He laughed. I was beyond confused at that point. Bella didn't seem phased by what Jacob has just said about another woman. Does that mean they aren't together? Maybe its an open relationship? Why was she practically sitting in his lap last night then?
"Wait…I'm confused." I tried to sort out the confusion in my head before being interrupted by Jacob again.
"Sorry I took off early, I saw an opportunity, I took it." He winked. His emphasis on the word "took" didn't escape me. Eck.
"So, you and Bella aren't together?" I said slowly, watching Jacob's face, which filled with amusement. Bella sat up, looking at me in disbelief.
"Well not from my lack of trying." Jacob winked at Bella, who stuck her tongue out in disgust.
"Eww no!" She threw a couch pillow at him. Alice laughed as well, turning to me.
"You actually thought they were dating?" She asked with a laugh. Bella chimed in, turning to face me with her entire body.
"Why would you think that?" She asked. I shrugged, looking between Jacob and Bella.
"I-I don't know! He's always in your room and last night you were all over him, I just assumed…" I tried to explain, feeling embarrassed. Jacob and Bella exchanged looks, before Bella laughed.
"We don't do that. I'd never be like that with Jake, gross," She mocked him, receiving a middle finger in return, "We smoke, Edward. Jake brings the weed, we chill and watch movies."
I tried to wrap my head around the new information I was receiving. I'd believed they were sleeping together for so long that it almost seemed like I was being messed with right now. Maybe Bella really was just a very touchy feely person then…
"Oh." Was all I could say. The conversation around me continued, with more jokes from Jacob about trying to get with Bella. A sense of relief seemed to take me, but the confusion still lingered. I couldn't stop thinking about the things Bella said and did last night. Did her touching and suggestive words mean something? Was it just the alcohol? What about her display in bed? The image that was burned into my brain in the best way possible. Did she act like that around Jacob too? She's comfortable enough with him touching her, that much was true. Ugh. Women were complicated beings. I wish she'd just tell me what all of it meant.
While I was swirling around in my thoughts, Jacob mentioned he had to leave for class soon and Alice still had to go back to her dorm to get dressed. Alice spoke excitedly of her encounter with Jasper last night to Jacob as they made their way out of the dorm.
"Thanks for being such a gentleman last night. You took good care of us." Bella said as she rested her head back on my shoulder. Her hand reached up to play with a strand of my hair and her right leg hitched over mine, much like it did last night. Her robe opened at the top of her thigh, giving away enough that I knew she was only wearing panties and a thin tank top beneath it. I tried to focus my breathing, but it was a struggle. If this is how Bella just was with people she was close with, I'd have to get used to this. I'd have to learn to control my bodily reactions. How did Jacob control his when around her?
"Of course." I replied shakily, trying to focus on the people on TV fighting over couches. She continued spinning my hair around her fingers and letting go. Soon her nails were in my scalp, scratching and giving me the most satisfying and relaxing feeling I'd ever felt. My eyes closed instinctively. No one had ever touched me so intimately before….and this really wasn't even that intimate. Her nails scraped the back of my head, down to my neck, sending shivers down my spine. They felt so good. She kept it up for a while, while also gradually tightening her leg around mine. I could feel my reaction emerging but struggled to keep it down and only focus on the relaxation her head massage brought me. Her head still resting on my shoulder, I felt like I could die happily in this position.
"You're cute when you're feeling pleasure." She noted, dragging her nails around my ear and down my neck. I felt my face heat up at her comment. I think we both know what double entendre she had intended, but I was too embarrassed to speak on it.
I felt her other hand slide across my chest and begin rubbing the muscles there. P-pectroalis muscle I think... I tried, but I couldn't hold back the groan that escaped me. The scratching and the massaging were too much, it felt too good. Bella's leg tightened again and slid higher up my thigh. At this point, my reaction was on its own, there was no controlling it on my part. I let out a breath I'd been holding as I felt Bella's hands both move to my shoulders. I had no tangible thoughts, they were everywhere and nowhere at once. Even more of my brain activity halted as Bella climbed on my lap, facing me as she continued massaging my shoulders. I tensed a bit, unsure of what was happening and wanting answers. But the primal part of my brain that was being pleasured by Bella's touch and presence so close to me immediately shut down any kind of reasoning I was looking for.
"I'm just thanking you for being so good to me last night." She said in response to my unspoken question. Could she sense my tension? She seemed to already know the question that was on my mind. Or rather, in the back of my mind. I nodded in reply, my eyes still closed. I felt her body shift closer until she hit my reaction. She didn't seem to notice however and kept up with her kneading of my muscles. I felt fucking heavenly. Nothing but pleasure was shooting through every nerve ending in my body. The combination of the physical pleasure Bella was inducing as well as her sweet scent assaulting my nose was sending me. I felt myself panting, trying to grasp the sensations. I wondered if this was what having sex was like.
Bella's head dropped to the left side of my neck, where I felt her hot breath beat down on me. Her breasts pushed up against my chest. I wanted to groan again, but it took everything in me not to. Her warm lips brushed lightly against my neck at the same time I felt her lower half slide against me and that was it for me. I felt myself exploding before I could recognize what was happening. I moaned loudly and grabbed onto Bella's hips as she continued rocking against me. She brushed her cheek against my neck, nuzzling me.
"Fuck." Was all I could muster as I came down. My eyes finally opening to take in the sight of Bella straddling me. Bella had…she'd…. what was it she did exactly? She pulled her face from my neck to look at my face. She was a mischievous smile that made me smile back at her. I couldn't help it. She pulled away completely, falling into the seat on the couch beside me and adjusting her robe.
"Did you like your massage?" She asked, retying the front of her robe closed. I shivered at the mention of the word "massage." Which one was she referring to? I only nodded at her question, taking another few shaky breaths.
"I really love being your roommate. We'll have fun." She said happily as she hopped up from the couch and strolled over to the bathroom. My brain still couldn't comprehend what had just happened as the rest of my body relaxed. I still had a million and a half questions, but at least I could say I think Bella likes me.
