Nico
"Nico. Wake up," I hear someone call me, but I keep sleeping, clinging to unconsciousness for as long as I can.
"Come on, Nico," the voice speaks again. So annoying.
I feel a hand on my arm that shakes me lightly, bringing me into the unwanted consciousness.
I open my eyes only to close them right away, but not without first seeing that it is Will who is trying to wake me up.
What the hell is he doing here? Ugh! I forgot that my mother has a copy of my key card. She must have sent him here to wake me.
I grab hold of my blanket and keep my eyes closed, trying to go back to sleep, completely ignoring Will's presence in my room, wanting him to leave.
"Nico, you need to wake up. Our parents are already in the lobby waiting. They are checking out of the hotel. You have half an hour to get out of the room."
I don't move.
"I know you're awake. Come on, you can sleep in the car."
I grab my blanket and pull it up, covering my head.
"Nico," Will says again, sounding louder and impatient.
"I won't go," I say in a sleepy voice.
"Yes. You will. Don't make me have to tie you up and throw you inside the car."
I moan with indignation. "Why do you like to torture me?"
I feel Will sneaking under the blanket and getting on top of me. He brings the cold along with him, but for some reason, I feel warmer.
"Get out. You are cold," I say, trying to push him away without success, but I'm actually smiling.
Will wraps his arms around my waist and rolls sideways, pulling me along with him. I wrap my arms around his neck, snuggling against him, making myself comfortable.
"Come on, Nico. It's going to be an incredible trip," he says and then he plants a kiss on my neck, which makes me shudder.
"I won't go."
He slips his hands under my sleep top and runs his hands through my skin tracing the contours of my back, his hands are icy, but his touch leaves a trail of heat wherever he goes, I hide my face in his neck below his chin and enjoy his touch:
"Your mother said that if you refuse to go, she'll come over here and drag you to the car by the ear."
"She wouldn't do that."
"She told not to test her."
I don't want to move and with Will so close and touching me, it becomes even harder to gather the willpower to get up and get dressed, but I decide to do what has to be done before my mother decides to come to my bedroom.
I sigh in exasperation and untangle myself off of Will so I can get up. As soon as I'm out of bed, I soon feel the cold sneaking through the fabric of my pajamas.
I go to my bag - which my mother arranged yesterday for today's trip since we're leaving this hotel to go to another one that is located in Hilo - to choose what I'm going to wear.
"We will visit Pu'uhonua O Honaunau National Historical Park. Your mother told you to wear pants and a sweater and she has separated a thick coat for you to wear, but is already in the car."
"Isn't this national park a beach?"
"Yes, but it's going to be a bit cold since we're leaving the hotel early."
I leave the bathroom ready to go just to see Will lying in the center of my bed, he's eyes are closed, but I know he's not really sleeping.
I approach the foot of the bed and take the time to look at him from head to toe. He's perfect and I still can not believe I'm allowed to touch him now.
"Get up. Or I'll throw a bucket of water at you," I say.
Will opens his gorgeous blue eyes that were darker due to the lighting of the bedroom. He sits straight and then crawls through the bed until I'm within reach, when I realize his intentions it's already too late, for he grabs me by the waist and pulls me on top of him.
We look at each other for a moment and the emotion that is transmitted through this look leaves me breathless.
"What do you want?" I ask in a low voice, since we are so close.
"I want a good morning kiss," he asks, looking deep into my eyes.
"Who says you deserve it?"
"Nobody, but you'll give it to me, anyway."
Will moves forward, wanting to kiss me, but I dodge. "No, I will not," I say, smiling.
"Yes, you will."
He rolls and reverses our positions, now getting on top of me. He fits between my legs, all of his body pressed against mine.
"I won. Again," he says.
I bring my hands up to the nape of his neck, enjoying the soft texture of his hair between my fingers.
"I don't know why, but I don't feel like I've lost," I say, bringing him down for a kiss.
Our lips fit perfectly, beginning a slow kiss. Without haste, Will's hands slides under my sweater, exploring every piece of skin able to reach. His fingers are cold, which causes me chills, but soon my body temperature warms them up.
My hands don't stand still either. My fingers wrap themselves in his hair, then they pass down the back of his neck, then come back to his shoulders and back to his hair.
I want to feel his skin against mine, but our clothes are on the way, which makes me frustrated.
Our tongues finally meet and get entangled in a delicious kiss full of passion. Will tastes so good. We continued this way until someone knocks on the door, probably my mother. We part immediately, both breathless, flushed, and excited.
Will gets up first and makes an effort to compose himself by taking a deep breath and adjusting his erection so that it doesn't become so apparent.
"Boys," my mother calls us, announcing her presence. "Nico, are you ready?" she asks through the door.
I stand up and adjust my clothes, hiding my own erection and in case my mother asks why I'm red, I decide I'm going to blame the cold. Will walks to the door and looks at me, waiting for me to nod before opening it.
"Hi. We're ready," Will says to my mother.
My mother looks at me for a moment, then her gaze goes back to Will.
"So you managed to wake him up? It's a miracle," she says.
Will smiles. "I have my secrets," he says.
"It's not a secret that you're irritating and insistent," I say as I get my luggage.
"Very funny," Will says, sarcastically.
"I'm just telling the truth," I say as I pass by Will, heading for the door.
"No fighting boys, the park of volcanos awaits! Let's go!" she says, heading out first, followed by Will.
I'm so not gonna enjoy this. I think as I follow.