Hi! I'm so happy to finally be able to post this chapter. I'm so sorry for not posting, I had so much things on my mind with the exams and all. But I'm free at last, and I can keep on doing what I like to do as much as I want!
I hope you'll enjoy this chapter!
Strange Place for an Encounter
Chapter 7: Inténtalo de nuevo
The night air is cool and refreshing as Vaas and I walk out of the theatre. The film just finished and we followed the huge crowd of people out of the building. Once we walked for a few minutes down the promenade, we sit on a bench to talk a little.
"Do girls really like that sort of films…?" Vaas asks, frowning doubtfully. He is talking about the film we just watched, a romantic movie.
"Actually, yes." I reply. "I don't like them that much, to be honest but… I know my sisters do, they're like… really into it, you know, they always cry at the end." I add with a chuckle.
"Wait, if you don't like that sort of movies, why did we just pay to watch one, then…?" He then asks dramatically.
"Because, I admit it, I like them too…" I say, facing him. He is leaning on the back of the bench, his left arm draped over it. He looks at me for a few seconds with his beautiful green eyes. He is wearing a black leather jacket over a red t-shirt. This, added to the golden chain and watch, makes him look so hot. I'm literally melting right now.
"Why…?" He quietly asks, still looking at me in the eyes and cocking his head a little.
I think about the answer I'm about to give for a few seconds. "I don't know… It's like a dream. The characters' lives in these movies are just so perfect… We all want a perfect life, don't we…?" I say, struggling to put my thoughts in words. "Plus the guy in romantic movies is always so hot…" I then add. It makes him laugh. "Though, we all know life in movies is not real life…" I say, lowering my head to look at my hands as I nervously play with the hem of my shirt. I keep on talking. "But, it still makes us dream, and it's entertaining…"
"I see…" He says, nodding. "Do you really think something like that can't happen in real life? I mean, the whole 'true love' thing…" He asks. I shrug.
"To be honest, sometimes I feel like our relationship is like a romantic story…" I confess. I suddenly lift my head. "Are we in a relationship?" I ask, unsure.
He looks away from me and replies. "I think so… Only if you want us to be." He then looks at me again and I nod. He simply smiles and leans closer to kiss me. I put a hand on his jaw to kiss him back.
After parting to catch our breath, we sit on the bench for a moment. I pull closer to him and rest my head on his shoulder and his left arm is now resting over my shoulders and his left hand is holding mine. He put his other hand on my thigh, I can feel its heat through my jeans. We stay still for several minutes, simply enjoying the night and each other's presence.
I shiver slightly as my eyes roam the place, looking at all the other couples, like us, holding hands. The night is getting colder and colder and I'm regretting not wearing something warmer than my small waistcoat over my shirt. I try to pull on my coat to close it over my chest but I'm still cold. Vaas must have noticed my attempt because he starts moving.
"Are you cold?" He asks, concerned.
"A little." I confess with a shrug. "I knew I should have worn something warmer…" I add with a smile.
"Take my jacket, then." He says, letting go of my hand to remove his leather jacket.
I try to stop him. "Oh no, you don't have to, I'm gonna go back home soon anyway. Plus, you are only wearing a t-shirt underneath, you're gonna get cold, keep it." I say, shaking my head.
"I insist." He simply says, draping his warm jacket over my shoulders. I immediately grab the ends to wrap myself in it, blushing.
"Thanks." I shyly say as he fixes a lock of my hair behind my ear. I see his smile and the look he gives me, its sweet and loving.
He then stands up from the bench and holds out his hand for me to take. "Come on, I'm gonna drive you home." He says and I stand as well.
The walk to his car is silent. Wearing his jacket kind of embarrasses me a little but I really appreciate his concern. I was afraid he would be cold as well if I took his coat but the warmth of his hand says otherwise.
We don't talk that much on our way back to my place, and the conversation is not that interesting. He parks his car in the street right in front of the building where I live. I hesitate a few seconds before daring to speak. "Do you want to… come in, I don't know, have a drink… maybe?" I ask.
"Yeah, sure." He replies, nodding with a smile.
Once inside, I take his jacket off and put it aside. We both sit on my couch and look at each other in silence. I don't really know why I brought him in. Maybe I wanted to prolong our evening together. Maybe I wanted to take our so called 'relationship' a step further. I don't know. Nor do I know what to do, now that he is here. The sound of him clearing his throat brings me back to reality.
"Er… Do you want something to drink?" I ask, slightly confused and embarrassed. "I'm really sorry I didn't ask sooner, I mean, I'm a little…" I try to explain myself, but he simply smiles as if to say 'it's okay.'
I stand up and head to my kitchen with a silent sigh. Come on, you can do it! I say to myself as I open the fridge. Plus, this isn't the first time you bring him here, right? Yeah, but you knew what to expect, last time. Okay, stop talking to yourself and don't keep him waiting! God, I am really giving myself orders…? "I've got bear, if it's okay, or soda…" I state with hesitation. What? 'Soda', are you fucking serious, are you really suggesting drinking soda?! Come on, bring out the alcohol, you'll need it…
"Er… I mean, I don't have anything else. I don't drink alcohol often so…" I explain, trying to speak a bit louder so that he can hear me in the next room. His answer is quick to come.
"Bear is perfect." He simply says. He sounds so sweet and kind… It's okay, just relax… I say to myself as I take two bottles of bear out of my fridge. I uncap them and proceed to go back in the next room. But before I even have time to turn around, strong arms wrap themselves around my waist and force me to turn around. I jump slightly, spilling a little of the bottles' content on the floor, I'm sure. Oh no, I will have to clean that up later…
Two lips force me out of my thoughts as they crash against mine. My eyes widen as a hand grabs my bottom. But they quickly close as soon as I dive into the languorous kiss. I try to keep the bottles in each of my hands steady so that I don't spill more of the sugary content.
A second hand joins the first one on my bottom and the lips travel to my neck where they nibble and suckle the skin mercilessly. Oh, so that's what I should have expected… I tell myself. Indeed, you'll need some alcohol… I add mentally, struggling to take a gulp of bear. As soon as I swallow the liquid, a thigh pressing against my crotch makes me moan slightly.
Suddenly, everything stops. I open my eyes slowly, slightly confused. In front of me stands Vaas, smiling. He takes a bottle from my hand and holds it to his lips to take a sip. I really don't know what to do… He wants to fuck, you idiot! I shout to myself. I know that already… Well, maybe he doesn't want to go this far yet… Okay, what do I do, what do I do? Do you want to fuck him? Of course! I mean, no! Not yet! Well, turn him down! I can't do that, what will he think!?
Just do it!
I nervously chuckle. When he leans closer, surely, to start another session, I gently pull him away. "I- I don't want to go that far -yet…" I say, stammering. "I mean, I really like you but, uh, we only knew each other for a week so…" I try to explain myself once again. Please don't be mad-please don't be mad… I beg in my head, mentally crossing my fingers.
He looks at me in the eyes and smile. It's the same 'it's-okay' smile… He is not mad, then…?
"I understand perfectly, we're gonna hold it there for now, I'll wait until you're ready…" He simply says. Oh my… He is so nice to me…!
"Thanks…" I quietly reply, lowering my head and anxiously tucking a lock of my hair behind my ear. "Well…" I don't know what to say anymore. I'm embarrassed. Because you weren't embarrassed earlier! I tell myself sarcastically. "Do you want to sit for a moment, maybe watch TV…?" I suggest.
"Sure." He simply says. I don't know why I proposed that… Who watches TV on a date. Though, I feel like he is too nice to turn down the suggestion. "Hum, I usually don't snoop in people's stuff, but I noticed you had another room next to your living room." He then states as we both head into the living room.
I look at the curtain that closes the way that leads to the said room. "Oh, yeah, this is my studio, where I draw, paint and all…" I explain. "Do you want me to show it to you?" I ask enthusiastically. He nods and I open the curtain to reveal the room. "Er, I hope you don't mind a bit of mess…" I say, looking at the studio which I didn't have time to tide up. You never tide it up anyway… I say to myself as I hear Vaas chuckle.
Vaas enters the room, looking at the paintings I hung up on the walls and at the unfinished ones, littered around the whole room. "You did all that?" He asks, pointing to my works before taking a gulp of bear. I nod, smiling widely. "They're beautiful." He adds. I usually don't really like showing my work but right now, I'm rather proud of myself and glad he likes it.
"When I create something, I always put a little of my personality into it." I explain, showing a few creations. "So, everything you see here… Well, it's… me." I finish, turning around to face him. He is not looking at my works anymore. He is looking at me. He is staring at me. His eyes are full of kindness, desire… and -maybe- love.
When he remains motionless for more than a minute, the atmosphere gets slightly awkward. I chuckle nervously. "Well…" I try to make him move or talk, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. He smiles again.
"I'm sorry, I was contemplating the most beautiful work in this room." He says, catching me off guard. I blush slightly. Did he just call me 'beautiful'? He called you 'most beautiful…' I think. I decide to play his little game.
"Are you trying to get into my panties with sweet words, Mr. Montenegro?" I ask with a smirk, taking a sip of bear.
"Maybe…" He says, trailing off. "Does it work?" He then asks.
"Oh, who do you think I am? I won't let you seduce me with pretty words!" I state, acting like I'm offended. "I won't accept such a behavior! Get out of my house!" I order as he finishes his bear, smirking. I keep on playing, pushing him forward, taking the empty bottle from his hand and leading him to the front door.
He takes his jacket back on the way and I open the door, pushing him out of my apartment. He suddenly turns around, leans closer and grabs my chin between his thumb and forefinger to softly kiss me on the lips. The game is over, I close my eyes, leaning on the door for support. I open them again when we part.
"I want to see you again soon." I say, my words sound like a plea.
"Are you swimming, tomorrow?" He asks. I nod. "I'll see you there, then." He states, kissing me one last time. "Good night." He then adds before walking away and slowly disappearing in the dark night.
"Good night." I reply, too quietly for him to hear, and close my front door, locking it. I lean against it, tilting my head back and closing my eyes. Am I dreaming? I ask myself. Pinch yourself, just to be sure… I pinch my arm slightly, nothing changes, it's not a dream… And I'm glad it's not…
Am I really talking to myself?
Vaas didn't waste any time after leaving Allison's apartment. He immediately called Javier.
"So, ¿Qué pasó? Did you bang her?" Javier asks through his phone.
"No, hermano, that's out!" Vaas states, slightly angry. "She wants to 'wait'. She thinks we can't fuck because we knew each other for only one week…" He explains, sounding disappointed. "I was almost there, hermano, lo juro…" He adds.
"Vale, vale… Stay calm okay?" Javier says. "If you keep on seducing her, she will eventually give in and you'll have her." He tries to convince Vaas. "Here is what you have to do, man. You take her to a restaurant, you spend a great time together, you drive her home, she invites you in… and then you fuck her." He explains.
Vaas sighs. He doesn't have a choice anyway. "That can work…?" He asks doubtfully. "I don't know, hermano, a restaurant, it sounds… cheesy…" Vaas says. Javier remains silent for a few seconds.
"You know what, maybe she just wants to have fun." He then states. "Bring her at the bar, make her drink a few glasses, and she will jump on you as soon as you take her home…" Javier suggests.
"Man, I don't want to fuck a drunk girl…" Vaas retorts, still not convinced.
"Only a few drinks, that's all, she won't be drunk…" Javier states. "Plus, I will be there to give you some advice, vale?" He adds.
Vaas thinks for a moment. He sighs and finally replies. "Fine." He gives in. "Are you working at the bar on Tuesday?" He then asks.
"Sí." Javier responds. "I'll see you there, hermano." He then adds before hanging up.
Vaas sighs again. Something is wrong with this idea, but he doesn't know what. He shrugs and gets into his car, casting on last glance at the windows of Ally's apartment before she turns them off, and leaves.
And that's it for this chapter guys, I really hope I will be able to post again soon, but nothing is sure…
By the way, I post this chapter directly from Spain (where I spend my vacation) so ¡Holá! To all my Spanish readers!
Anyway, thanks for reading and please let me know what you think of this story in the reviews. Bye Bye!
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