A nice Friday eve update! It's about to go down... I wonder what will happen!

Enjoy!

Dimitri

Walking the last bit I was nearly there. I had no plan, I didn't know what to say, all I knew was that I was going to give her a good piece of my mind. The taxi had dropped me near by. since I didn't want to draw any attention to myself outside her house.

The ride felt longer than normal and it only gave me time to get even more riled up. All I could think of was her ass pressed against me, teasing me and fucking with my head the way she was asking me if I wanted her. I didn't take being blown off lightly. Especially not from her.

No lights were on in my mother's house, but one light was on in the Mazur/Hathaway household. And that was exactly where I was heading.

The difficult bit when you're quite drunk is you think you're really quiet but in reality you might not be. Not to brag but I have always been quite graceful and swift, never clumsy, but I didn't feel on top of my game in this moment.

Starting to climb the vine I lost my footing once but didn't make too much noise. I think. I was actually surprised how quickly I made my way up, her window was always open, doing a less graceful entrance, my foot caught on the window sill and I stumbled to the floor.

Standing next to her bed, Rose was in those naughty little shorts again, wearing a tank top. With her arms crossed over her chest she was glaring at me, "What the fuck Dimitri?" She hissed speaking in hushed tones. "My parents are a sleep just down the hall, it's nearly two o'clock-"

"And what better time to talk huh?" I said interrupting her pushing myself off of the floor. "What the fuck was that in the club?"

She was shushing me to be quiet but in this moment I frankly couldn't be bothered. "I won't shut up until you explain what the fuck was going on back there"

I'm not sure where the anger and fierceness comes from when it comes to Rose. She has always been what's kept me calm and what's kept me sane. Lately the main effect she has on me is rubbing me completely the wrong way. Apart from on the dance floor…

"Oh you deserve a explanation? How about you tell me why you've been acting like a royal fucking asshole to me every since I came back?" She snapped, "Commenting on the way I dress, the way I look and what I eat?"

Shaking my head trying not to let her distract me, "I'm asking the questions here Rose, what we're talking about is how you show up, teasing the shit out of me while giving me a private dance show and then just fucking off"

"Maybe you deserved it!" She snapped back placing her hands on her hips and I couldn't but groan at the sight, of course she wasn't wearing a bra giving me the most perfect view on her chest through that sheer top.

"Nice view" I said snidely taking her in. All I wanted to do was bury my face between her tits and have my fucking way with her. She looked delicious and I just wanted to have a taste of her. She realised what I was looking at, moaning in annoyance turning around to look for something to cover herself up.

"Hey, no need babe, I never said I didn't like it"

Pulling a knitted jumper over her head she snapped, "Don't call me that"

"I'll call you whatever I want" I said stubbornly.

Rubbing her hands across her face she sighed before meeting my gaze, "Why are you here Dimitri?"

"Like I said, I have some questions that needs answers"

Huffing a laugh, "Like you have twice before and we both know how well those chat's ended"

"If you'd let me talk, stop giving me excuses it might end differently, thought of that?" I snapped back crossing my arms across my chest. Shaking her head her hands dropped to her side.

"I don't get how we got here? We could always talk to each other and now all we do is start screaming matches to rile the other up"

"That was six years ago-"

"But you're still the same person somewhere in there" she interrupted me staring me down, "You might have changed your looks and your attitude but I see my Dimitri come out every now again before you put your walls back up again"

Glaring at her I said, "And you know well why my walls are up-"

"Could you talk a little bit more quiet, if my dad finds you in here-"

"He'll what?" I hissed, "He's found me in here plenty of times before, I'm not forcing myself on you, I'm just trying to understand what the fuck is going on"

"You tell me" She said walking up to me, "What the hell is going on? Yes I left, yes it sucked and most of the time I wish more than anything that I didn't leave. But I did and it fucking happened, I can't change that, as much as I want to I can't, there is nothing I can do to turn back time Dimitri"

Her words were like a gun adding bullets to my heart. I can't decide if it's good or bad, if it's what I need or want to hear. She was standing flush with me now, looking me straight in the eye. It hurt me to say it but she looked fucking gorgeous with that fire in her eye. She was breathing a little faster than normal, she licked her lips and continued, "It's like we've reached the peak of the mountain and there's no more left to climb. I have no idea how or what to do to fix whatever needs fixing, I just… I just don't" she said raising her shoulders.

We stayed silent for a good few minutes. I didn't know what to say. My mind was going hundred miles an hour as well as painfully slowly. I had no words that could meet what had just left her mouth. Before I knew it or could tell myself to stop, I was moving some strands of hair out of her face, biting my lower lip as I cupped her face.

Tilting her head back slightly I was shaking my head slowly, "Whenever I'm around you, whatever words I wanna say, never seem to come out right. Why is that?"

She stayed silent, leaning into my hand. Inhaling, I was slowly shaking my head again, "I thought that shit like this would get better with time, but" I paused taking a moment to see if I should really say the words. I think it was the alcohol but I still wanted to say it.

"I've missed you"

My voice was hoarse and I spoke lowly, but I know she heard me. Her eyes softened and she bit into her lower lip. She looked fucking incredible. Before I knew what I was doing I leaned in and placed my lips on hers. It was the only thing I wanted to do right now that felt right.

I know I've done the same before, but now it wasn't to shut her up or because I wanted her so fucking badly. I did want her badly, but it was different.

My lips moved gently against hers, my other hand moved up to cup her neck. Parting I placed my lips on hers again as a faint moan escaped her lips. Running my thumb along her jaw, my lips lingered for a little too long on hers. Pulling away slightly I rested my forehead against hers.

I have no fucking clue how we got here either, but I know that nobody has me like her.

Rose

He buried his face between my shoulder and my neck, inhaling slowly I knew what he was doing. "You smell so fucking good" he murmured into my hair.

Trying to hold back a smile I said, "You're drunk" His fingers were drawing circles on my lower back, "So?"

Pulling away slightly I met his gaze, but I didn't know what to say. I had always loved his eyes, deep brown and full of secrets. Biting the inside of my cheek I nodded towards the bed, "Sit down and I'll go grab you a drink"

Holding a hand to his heart he said with humour in his voice, "Are you inviting me to bed Hathaway?"

It was like we were best friends again, always a jokey tone of voice and nothing in the world to worry about. He almost jumped onto my bed and it took a lot for me not to laugh. Shaking my head I told him to stay quiet as I slipped out making my way down to the kitchen.

Filling a pint glass with water I let my mind wander. I have no idea why I told him to get on my bed, there is a perfectly fine stool by my vanity…

I know I'm weak for him, I even struggled to pull way when I was grinding on him in the club. Hearing his voice beg for me, it felt amazing! I did loose track of the whole purpose for a good few minutes, I can admit that, but I found it again.

When he appeared in my window I had no clue how or what he was doing there. But judging by the determination on his face, the smell of alcohol as well as how pissed off he looked all at the same time, it was hard not to mirror his behaviour.

I found some tablets that always helped after a rough night and I made my way back to my room. Stopping mid step in the staircase I was dead certain I heard someone down the hall. I held my breath for a minute, when nothing happened i hurried to my room and slipped inside locking the door behind me.

Turning around, Dimitri was sprawled out on my bed, fully dressed to some part of my brains disappointment, with his eyes closed. I stood there for a few seconds just staring at him. It was almost as if the last six years hadn't happened, all was good and well again.

Opening one eye only, which I had always wanted to learn but never mastered, he caught me looking at him, "Admiring the view?"

Putting on a brave face, I didn't want to admit to his statement I said "I was trying to figure out if you had died or not"

I could almost hear him roll his eyes before I came close, "Come on, sit up and take these" I held out the glass and the pills. Making a fuss out of sitting up he looked at the glass, "This gives me Deja Vu"

Biting the inside of my cheek I knew exactly what he was talking about. He rarely got drunk before, only a few weeks before I left for London he had been out for Ivan's birthday bash, boys only and he had called me at 3 am drunk out of his mind. I had snuck him into my room and done exactly what I am now.

Exhaling slowly I licked my lips, "Let me know if you want more wanter" I know it was shitty to avoid what he just said, but I didn't trust myself to say anything normal. I was too close to the edge of admitting that I missed him and more.

He studied me before taking the glass, knocking the pills back and drinking most of the water. Wiping the edge of his mouth with the back of his hand, before he could ask I took the glass from him, "I'll get you another one"

He gave me a small smile "Thank you"

Running a hand through my hair I took a deep breath after closing the door. Pushing my thoughts to one side I went to get another glass of water. Drinking the first one myself I refilled the glass before heading back to my room. I felt like I needed to splash water in my face and go up to my room to tell him that he probably should leave. But he was being my Dimitri now, I wanted him to stay! But he shouldn't. Groaning internally I had no clue what I was doing.

Pushing the door open I was about to say his name but stopped myself. He was laying on my bed again, on top of the quilt, eye closed and breathing slowly. I didn't have to guess I knew he was asleep, his breathing was relaxed and even, he looked so peaceful.

Setting the glass down on my bedside table, I grabbed a hair band and put my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head. I have a thing where I couldn't sleep with my hair down, I knew he had once found it weird, cause he was the opposite.

Trying not to think too much about it I pulled the covers back and laid underneath. Taking a deep breath I was trying to calm my heart beat down after it started to race at the thought of laying next to him. We were mirroring one another, laying on our sides, my back facing him. It was like we were spooning but not physically touching. Turning my light off the darkness fell, I was just laying there staring into it, listening to him slowly inhaling and exhaling.

Closing my eyes I bit my lip, silently cursing myself for the situation I have put myself in. My eyes flew open when I felt his arm snake around my waist before pulling me against his chest. I held my breath for a few seconds trying to judge if he had done it for a reaction or if it was in his sleep?

After three long minutes of laying perfectly still, I let myself relax. Closing my eyes again I was silently cursing myself once again but now for enjoying the incredible heat radiating off of his body. The snug grip of his arms around my waist felt safe and holy fuck had I missed being spooned by this man.

Before I could think too much into it I felt the darkness take over and I fell into a peaceful sleep. Probably the best one in six years.

Feeling a warm hand against my bare stomach I nearly jolted awake. Not moving an inch I was trying to decide what the freak was going on.

Pressed up against my back was a warm body that was almost moulded to fit with mine. His arm that was around my stomach last night, his hand had now found it's way in the gap between my top and shorts, laying flat against my bare skin. His nose resting against the back of my neck, almost strategically to keep inhaling my scent.

Dimitri.

Keeping my breath even I didn't move for a while as I was trying to figure out what to do next. I nearly jumped again when he murmured, "I know you're awake" against my skin. His voice hoarse after a night out. I wanted to shiver by the pure fact that the tone and sound of his voice made me wet.

Biting my tongue I half expected him to remove himself from me, but just like I had previously, I think he was savouring the moment for just a few more moments.

I felt his breath on my skin as he spoke, "I see you're enjoying yourself just as much as I do" I knew that wasn't a question.

"I had nearly forgotten how demanding you can be in bed" I don't know why I said that, but it slipped out.

An actual chuckle escaped his lips, "You never complained"

Smiling to myself I knew he was more than right. Slowly turning over I laid flat on my back, turning to meet his gaze. His eyes were lazily running across my face before looking at my hair. "Still sleeping with your hair up?"

Touching my bun I shrugged, "There is no other way"

I got a small smile in return, then silence fell between us. I didn't know what time it was, hell I barely knew what day it was. It felt like such a major flashback I didn't want to say anything to make current time a reality. Yet I couldn't stay quiet.

"How are you feeling?"

His hand was still draped over me, his fingers tracing patters on my side. "I haven't woken up without a hangover for quite a while"

I raised my brows at him making a small face. "I didn't know you had turned into such a drinker"

"Says the girl downing my triple vodka the other day"

Huffing I looked up into the ceiling. Moments like these it was so obvious it had been six years. We were still so familiar with one another, yet such strangers.

A beeping went off which I assumed was his phone. He propped himself up on his elbow, without me seeing it coming he was reaching across me, putting himself excruciatingly close. Picking his phone up he stayed closed, still resting on his elbow. Shaking his head slightly as he read what was on his phone.

As if on queue my phone went off as well, reaching for it I flipped it over and I had too many missed calls and texts. Mostly from Lissa. Groaning I rested an arm across my face dreading to open them.

"Lissa?"

Looking over I caught him studying me. Still finding this whole situation on us sleeping next to one another absurd I nodded, "And Tasha and Viktoria"

"I have Ivan asking if I got laid and Christian asking if he can borrow my keys cause he locked himself out"

Biting my lower lip I tried to hold back a chuckle, "They truly care those two, don't they?"

"It's like having a second set of parents" Dimitri said sarcastically and rolled his eyes. Looking at his phone again, "I have a class in an hour"

Sitting up I rubbed my face, "I'll um, I'll take you, you probably shouldn't drive after a night like that"

"I have before"

Turning around I narrowed my eyes looking at him sternly. "You didn't drive here did you?"

"I took a taxi, I'm not a complete idiot Rose"

I was just about to open my mouth to reply to that but he held up a hand, "Don't reply to that" Sitting up he took his shirt off and for some reason I looked away, "What are you doing?"

"This shirt's disgusting, I need something else. I might sneak into my mums to find something-"

Before he could finish I walked over to my wardrobe and grabbed out of of the many T-shirts I had stolen from him. I don't think he knew how many I actually had, but this was one of the biggest ones so hopefully it would fit. Turning I threw it in his face, not on purpose, but I chuckled at the look of surprise on his face. "Sorry"

Pulling it off of his face he looked down at the t shirt before looking up at me, "This better be my old one and not someone else-"

Crossing my eyes under my chest and glared at him. He held up his hands up in defence, "Stupid question" Pulling it over his head, "I can't believe you still have all these"

"What makes you say all these?" I gave him a confused look. But now it was his turn to give me look, "You stole half my wardrobe"

Turning around so he couldn't see me blush, all I could say was "So?"

Walking to my closet I pulled out a pair of skinny jeans and a knitted sweater. Just about to pull my top over my head, Dimitri made a faint noise that made me gasp. I had completely forgotten he was here. Looking over my shoulder he was intently looking at me, not afraid being caught. "Don't let me stop you"

Grabbing my clothes I walked over to the door, "I'll change in the bathroom and then I'll go down stairs to see if the coast is clear, give me ten minutes to get ready"

"Are you're parents home?"

"I don't think so, but i'll be back" I said opening the door. Walking straight to the bathroom I changed quickly before applying some mascara and concealer. Brushing my hair I left it as it was, I honestly couldn't be bothered. Walking down stairs I looked around but could see anyone, turning around I walked into the kitchen and stopped as both my parents were both by the breakfast bar having coffee.

"Morning!" I said almost sounding a little panicked. My dad's brows rouse as he saw me, "Morning, you ok?"

"Yeah, yeah" I smiled, "I just didn't know you guys would still be home"

"Do you not was us home?" Mum said looking at the suspiciously. Swallowing I tried to act normal.

"Of course I do, just surprised that's all" I said walking over grabbing a cup to get coffee. Running a hair through my hair, I took a sip of my coffee, my brain going five hundred miles an hour trying to figure how I'd get Dimitri out without my parents seeing. He could climb out the window but then I'm not sure how I'd get him to the car since it's parked just outside the kitchen…

My dad cleared his throat, "So when is Dimitri coming down?"

"In a minute, he's just-" FUCK! I thought to myself, he always did this crap. Turning around I had an annoyed look on my face as my dad looked very pleased with himself.

Putting my cup down I sighed, "I don't know what you're talking about"

"You seem to know plenty" Mum said still studying me.

"We know he's up there" Dad said, "You're as discreet as a bull in a china shop honey"

"How did you even-"

Dad got up before I could finish stopping at the base of ht stairs, "Belikov! You can come down, we know you're up there"

A few seconds went by and then you could hear a door open. Burying my face in my hands I groaned as my dad was standing smug by the stairs as Dimitri made his way down. Scratching the back of his neck awkwardly he had a smile on his lips. "Mr Mazur, Mrs Hathaway, lovely to see you again"

Mum got out of the chair, "Don't be silly Dimitri, you know better than to call me that, come here" she said opening her arms up to hug him. My mum had always had a soft stop for Dimitri, I think more for him than for me sometimes!

He grinned, "You look good Janine"

"Still a charmer" She said dazzled by him. Looking over her shoulder to me she said, "I can definitely see why you think he might be on steroids"

Dimitri looked up shooting me an amused look, "You told your parents you think I was on steroids?"

"You're more than twice the size of what you were six years ago! It's not normal" I exclaimed, he just chuckled in return.

Turning to face my dad, he seemed slightly more guarded. They had always gotten on well, but of course my dad wasn't too keen after what went down. Even though it might have been my fault,

Dimitri held his hand out as a peace gesture, my father took a few seconds too long before he took his hand in his, "It's good to see you Dimitri"

"You too Ibrahim"

"You know it's Abe" dad said patting his shoulder before turning towards me, "So what's going on then? You back on again?"

"Dad!" I groaned putting my coffee away, reaching for my keys, "Let's just go" I muttered heading for the door.

Dimitri chuckled but followed as I grabbed my bag. "Lovely to see you Dimitri!" Mum said as we were about to leave. "You too" Dimitri smiled.

"Love you honey" Dad shouted after me, staring at him in the door I rolled my eyes and said "You too" before slamming the door.

Right! What did you guys think? What will happen now? What did you think when Dimitri was finally showing his softer side?

Lot's of love xx