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Chapter 10

Shay's POV

"Or now…" She said and started to move her hands inside my shirt.

I grabbed her hand and held it in place.

"I don't know…we just met." I said but regretted it as soon as I said it.

"So?" She asked and bit her lip.

Was this really happening? I held her gaze for a moment and hopped on top of her. There was no chance of me keeping away.

"Good point." I said and planted kissed all over her mouth and neck and stopped when I went lower.

"Your clothing is getting in the way." I said and smirked.

"So is yours." She said and slowly took my shirt off, how could I get turned on by that?

I slowly took off her shirt as well.

I kept kissing her and she just closed her eyes and laid back.

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"Are you okay?" I asked but didn't stop with what I was doing.

"Mhhmm" She said and kept enjoying herself a little too much.

"Are you sure? Cause I'm barely touching you right now." I said and broke off all contact.

"Huh? Oh uhm yeah…" She said and pulled closer.

"Let's get these pants out of the way." She said and started to fiddle with my belt.

"I don't think we should." I said and grabbed her hands but she tried to force herself.

"Come on…Don't you want me?" She said and bolted her eyes at me.

"I do! Trust me, I think an elephant would have to keep me off you if we removed any more clothing. But we just met and I feel like I'm your rebound." I said while jumping off of her.

"A rebound? From who?" She asked and sat up.

"I don't know... Eli? You were kind of pissed when you came inside." I said and raised an eyebrow and she just stared at me like I was a worthless piece of crap.

Wow, I think this was my stupidest move all night.

"Look, why don't you just go to bed and we'll see if you still feel the same in the morning." That took all my power of will to say.

She just looked at me for a moment and then turned around cuddling in the blankets.

I waited for a moment to see if she would say anything but she didn't, so I just left downstairs.

Why was this happening? Since when did I care about a freaking girl? If this was any other night with any different girl, I'd be in her right now.

I need to shake this. I went to go grab a beer. Yeah, I lied about my parents to Clare. They weren't really at our old house, truth is… I had no idea where they we're. Probably out fucking drunk.

I went back to the couch and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Eli's POV

I spent the whole night at some damn club. I drank and drank and drank. I lost track of what I even was drinking. Why was this bothering me so much? Who the fuck knows. I will be spending the night with a tramp to get my mind off of Clare.

It's the only way or else I just might go ballistic and kill someone. Kill someone, over a tny little argument. Wow, what is wrong with me?

I shook my head and scanned the dance floor for a chick.

Let's see…too wasted, too blond…hmm she'll do.

I started to walk towards a brunette with reddish blond hair. She was grinding with some guy who was sipping from a red cup.

"Can I have a dance?" I asked and offered my hand while giving her my best smirk.

She looked back at the guy who was staring off into space and smiled while stepping off. I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me.

We started to grind and went at it for about 5 minutes then I asked, "Wanna get out of here?" I asked and turned her around so she was facing me.

"I thought you would never ask." She said and pulled me towards to door. By the time we got to Morty she was half-naked.

"Where's your car?" She asked taking a break from attacking my face.

"You're looking at it, babe." I said and pointed to the big black hearse. She looked at Morty and back to me and nodded her head while smiling.

"Classy." She said and pulled me inside the car by my shirt.

We went in the back because I really didn't feel like taking her to my place seeing if Clare was still there or my mom or Elliot.

After I entered her, I regretted it with every bone in my body. Why was I doing this? It felt good but why?

Banging a girl to forget about screwing another one? Smooth.

I made it last for a couple more minutes and pulled out. I need to get my head straight, sober.

"That's it?" She asked and pulled up with her elbows.

"Not satisfied? Leave a comment in the suggestion box and make sure to get a keychain on the way out, bitch." Rude? Yes. Do I care? Hell no. I just need to get home.

I pulled my shirt on and buckled my pants while the random girl was leaving.

I hopped over to the front. I'm getting this cleared out with Clare. She needs to know that I want her.

Listen to me! I "want" a girl. And not in every physical way possible...damn. I'm lost.

I started to drive home with all my will. I kind of doubt I'm in any condition to drive but I could care less. I need to talk to her, to see her. I'm addicted to a girl I just met like three days ago. Pshyco? I think yes.

I pulled up the drive way to see none of the lights on. I quietly opened to door, I didn't want to wake Elliot up. When I walked in the whole room was dark. I went upstairs to check if mom was home and if Clare was in Elliot's room but she wasn't and my mom was in bed.

I checked my phone and it was about 5 AM.

Should I text her?

I went into my room and put on some sweats with a sweatshirt and took my phone out.

Me: Are you up?

I waited about 5 minutes and tried not to doze off.

Clare: Are you sober?

No.

Me: Sorta…and I'm sorry. I need to see you, where are you?

After about 10 minutes of no reply I started to drift off to sleep when my phone started buzzing.

Call from…Clare?

"H-hello?" I asked.

"Open to door." She said and hung up.

The door? Oh Jesus Christ.

I went downstairs to let her in.

"What are you doing here? It's like 5?" I asked and open the door wide. She looked like she was freezing and she also looked soaked wet from the rain.

"God, you must be cold." I said and took my sweatshirt off, offering it to her.

"I'll bring you some towels and clothes." I said and started to race off to my bedroom. I came back downstairs to find Clare asleep on the couch.

"C-Clare? I have clothes for you. You shouldn't go to sleep soaked, you'll get sick." I said as gently as possible and she slowly opened her eyes.

She sat up and hugged me tightly, like it was never going to happen again.

"I-I saw something I shouldn't have a-and it might be bad." She said and started to cry.

"It's okay, it'll be okay. Don't worry. Here, just change." I said and handed her the clothes while she just nodded.

She just took off her clothes in front of me, not even bothering to go to the bathroom. Alright then.

I guess she caught me staring.

"Get used to it; you're going to be seeing a lot of this soon." She said and laid down, putting her head on my lap.

"What do you mean?" I asked and sat back.

"Ugh god, I don't even want to repeat it." She said and moved her hair out of her face.

"You can tell me." I said and started to play with her hair.

"." She blurted out.

"You what?" my mom? My single mom? I shot up and off the couch.

"YEAH! And my dad! I don't know…maybe I-I saw it wrong or-or maybe they were…" She kept trying to talk but instead ended up stuttering on each word.

"Yeah, maybe you just saw it wrong…" I said with a worried smile and sat down.

"We'll talk in the morning, just sleep." I said and laid down on the 2-seat couch. Clare just nodded and closed her eyes.