Piper, wait.
I don't know what I was doing but my feet knew where my heart wanted to go. The cool dense fog of the metropolis midnight hits me like a muggy freight train as soon as I step outside. My glasses fog up with condensation, blinding me of the charging woman headed towards me. Imagine my gasp when I fall back on my stance as two angry hands push me back into the coarse sideing of the building.
"Fuck you, Alex." Momentum shifts my body weight back to the balls of my feet but only for a moment, because the same two hands are pushing me again. "Fuck you."
I don't need to see to know who was speaking at me with such raw anger that her voice sounded like coarse sandpaper sliding against an unfinished slab of granite; the weight of the heavy rock behind the power of her thrusts.
But I want to see. Her natural beauty was too good to be true and I didnt want to miss it. As I move my glasses to the top of my head, Piper's rage simmers down to a defeated self-debate inside her own mind. Her fists are balled to the point of white-tipped fingers and her teeth bearing harbor onto her bottom lip. She shakes her head in disguist at me and steps further away as she mumbles under her breath but loud enough for me to here, "manipulative...".
"Manipulative?! I'm being manipulative?" Piper may have not intended for me to hear her words but I didn't intend on hearing them and not responding.
"No, Piper. I've been fairly transparent about my intentions. You kissed me. You wrapped your arms around my body and drug me into your apartment. You know how I felt and you came here tonight with your boyfriend and then had the nerve to ask me for a midnight confab."
I push myself away from the wall to intentfully invade her personal bubble. I wanted her to feel my breath and know it was real, that my anger was real.
"I can't be your distraction, Piper. I can't be the outfit you try on while you're on a vacation from your country club arranged life. Go back to your yuppie boyfriend and leave my heart out of all of.. this." I motion my hand between her and I to illustrate what this, this unexplainable chemistry, is. "You know I told you that I liked your Piper. And you told me that you feel something to. Don't be such a fucking pussy and let your heart admit that you want me. Or else quit acting like I am your fucking play thing."
As my truth stings her, Piper's facade melts to one of realization and disappointment. There was a moment of silence where all I could do was stare at my feet.
"Piper," my voice was soft with a plea for honesty of feelings. "I can't be your distraction because my heart won't be able to handle it when you're ready for your routine again." I step closer to her to try to let her know that I am speaking truth. My heart is on my sleeve and she can take it or leave it but she needs to decide now.
The blonde weaves her hand through her hair as if she were stimulating thoughts by stimulating her hair follicles. A chia pet. She leans her back against the brick siding. At the same time, though, she didn't step away from me. It took her a moment but she finally looked up at me as I leanmy own left shoulder against the wall and turned the rest of my body to face her, allowing time for her to process but eagerly waiting her response.
"I'm sorry for the mixed signals, Alex. I'm being manipulative too." She reaches out to run her finger along the zipper of my utility jacket. Piper watches her own own finger playing until her eyes drifted once more to mine, "I don't want to be."
She hooks her two forefingers around my collar and pulls me closer without making it seem like she put a whole lot of effort to it. Nice try rookie.
"Then don't." I inch closer so we're face to face. My gaze dropped to her pink lips that still have a little bit of lipstick present. I hold my position for a moment. I want Piper to think about this. I say what comes to mind and while it may sound like a cliche, I find myself in the moment just letting my heart move my lips.
"18 hours is too long to wait to kiss you again, kid." I look back into her blue orbs as my words fall against her lips.
She echos my words back to me, "then don't."
That was it. That was all it took. That was all the peer pressure I needed to close the gap between us and place my lips to hers. They close in rythym against hers and we both enjoying a still moment remebering each other's contours. A delicate dance of passion. As I began to open my mouth I ran my right hand up her neck and through her golden streaks. I turned my body more so the weight of my front was pushing Piper into the wall behind me. I bit down on her lower lip and pulled it back with me teeth as Piper let out the softes sigh I've ever heard. She ran her fingers up me and as she opens her mouth to invite my tongue inside. I accepted, just for a second before I pulled away. With one soft peck to the corner of her mouth I pull back slowly while stroking her cheek with my thumb and holding her gaze. As she whimpered at the loss of contact I smile and back off of the wall. I left her gasping and flushed and she looks sexy as hell. But it was time for me to leave and force Piper to make a decision.
"Where are you going?" She asks as I start pacing down the sidewalk.
I turn to face her, as I would never get tired of doing, "I'm going for a walk, Pipes. Wanna come?" I shuffle back around and didn't wait for an answer. Instead, I smile as I wait for her to muddle through her calculations. It takes about 45 seconds for me to hear footsteps behind mine and another 5 seconds for them to catch up. I rotate to face her once more.
"Hang on a second." Piper turns to go back into the club. "I need to get my jacket and take care of something real quick. I'll be 3 minutes."
I put my hands in my pockets to warm them from the chill as I speak once more, "Don't make me wait a lifetime for you Piper Chapman. A girl like you only comes around once in a lifetime."
A/N: hope you've enjoyed this short continuation to chapter 9. More to come soon. Cheers.