I was lying down on the comfiest king size bed, almost dozing off because of the accumulated fatigue over the long, rushing day. My mom would not let me skip school today, even though I was only having two classes on Fridays. And it is such a bitch that the two classes were like four hours apart, with my first class starting at eight in the morning. Which explained why I was in such a hurry to get home and pack my bags before Troye came to get me this afternoon. We almost didn't make it to our flight but luckily both of us were just bringing hand-carries so we kind of breezed through the check in.

Then I heard the stream of water from the shower stopped, implying that Troye was done with his shower. Soon enough he called out from the bathroom to tell me to get ready too. I sat up on the bed, still feeling drowsy from my exhaustion.

"Hey Ty, you can go in now."

I heard him chuckled and I dragged my lifeless, sleepy eyes up to face him only to realize I made a mistake by doing so. All of my sleep induced haze cleared up like the cloudless sky after a big rainstorm. I gulped as I looked at his flawless back, my eyes trailing from his shoulders to his narrow waist and finally to the white fluffy towel that was wrapping around his hips. I was thanking the stars and the moon that he was facing away from me while he rummaged through his bag. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks and my heart beating increasingly fast as he turned around to see what got me tongue tied.

"You okay, Ty?" For a minute there I thought that he was truly concerned about my well being but I saw the sly smirk that he was holding back, and I knew I was in trouble.

He walked over to me, positioning him between my legs before he asked me again, "Are you feeling tired, babe?"

I raised my chin and cleared my throat before I answered, "Uhm.. Yeah.. The school and the travelling, messes me up a little.."

His face came closer to me and his voice gets a little lower, just like the other night on the phone. "Let me help you recuperate then." And then at the next second I felt his lips descended on mine, only tasting the fresh cool aftertaste of the toothpaste. I stayed still as we moved our lips together and after a few seconds later, he pulled away slightly and looked at me, as if asking for my permission to go further. I nodded before he connected his sweet lips with mine again and at the same time pushing me down on the bed, with him on top of me. The kiss soon turned heated as he swiped his tongue across my lower lip before he nipped at it, causing me to gasp and moan desperately, wanting to taste more of him.

I could feel his harden length over the material of his towel as he pressed his body onto mine more firmly. My hands moved on instinct to place one on his back and the other grabbing his short hair just above his neck, both with the intention of pulling his body closer to mine. I heard him gave out a low growl, signaling that he loved the treatment that I was giving him but then..

Knock, knock!

He pulled away and I prayed to the all mighty Venus to not do this to me again. His cheeks and lips were flushed red and by judging at the bulge that I am feeling on my crotch right now, we were both equally turned on by our current activity.

"Ignore it, Troye.." I begged. But then when we heard the second set of knocks on the door, he regrettably stood up and took a few deep breaths to compose himself.

"We can't, Ty. Caspar said that dinner's reserved at nine o'clock. That was probably him." He leaned down to give me one final kiss but it was lacking the fire that we had just minutes before.

He opened the door to see Caspar on the other side, conveniently positioning himself to block me out of Caspar's suspicious sight.

"Hey Troye, you guys ready to go?" I heard him asked. "Uhmm, I think I know the answer. Unless you're gonna go wearing just that." He laughed at his own joke. "Wait, what were u guys doing if you're answering the door with only your towel on?" I feel my cheeks heated up again and quickly make a dash to the bathroom, not wanting to listen in to the conversation any longer.

With the fear of leaving a bad impression for Caspar and his friends, I have managed to shower, get dressed in my blue button down and a black skinny jeans, and lastly fixing my quiff, all in less than twenty minutes. Troye and I have left our room and we reached the restaurant with five minutes to spare.

The ambience at the restaurant was really nice and relaxing. Seemed like Caspar had only invited a handful of his closest friends. I saw a few familiar faces like Dan and Phil, which was expected because they have been invited to all of Caspar's party. Then there were a few more people whom I have not met before. Like this guy that were sitting across Troye and I, he seemed pretty cool and chill with his dreadlock and stuff. Then there was this adorable little girl that does not look like she was old enough to travel without parental supervision. But apparently she's one of Caspar's bestfriends' elder sister.

So, dinner went well and we hugged everybody goodbye before retreating to our room. It was almost midnight and I quickly dragged myself to brush my teeth, change into my sweatpants and t-shirt before joining Troye in our shared bed.

"Today was pretty tiring, huh?" He asked me.

"I was absolutely smashed. But it was nice, being here with you.."

"Come here.." And I scooted closer, my back against his chest and he placed one arm under my head and the other wrapped across my waist to give me the best cuddle I could have asked for. "Sleep, Tilly.." He whispered before kissing the back of my neck. After a few minutes, with the soft caresses of his thumb on my hip, I slipped into a wonderful dreamland.