Callie Rose

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Everything is different this time.

The way Evan's holds onto me is different, the way he kisses me is different, the way I feel is different.

Way better than the first time.

This time he was gentle and slow . He made sure he took his time with me, considering how inexperienced I was, and guided his mouth gently against mine.
I was way too lost to even think before I started kissing him back.

I'm a little shy but the sounds of approval that make their way out of Evan's mouth tell me that I'm doing some of this right, so I keep going.

It felt like pure bliss, his grip on my waist left tingling sensations that made their way unto my upper body, causing goosebumps to scatter across my skin.

My arms fell limply at my sides but as he drew me closer I wrapped them around his hair clutching it tightly almost to assure myself I wouldn't faint thanks to the mind-blowing euphoric state I was suddenly in thanks to Evan's mouth being morphed with mine.

His hands move around until they on my shoulders, carelessly removing the robe that once gave my body comfort.

I barely even seem to notice and when I do, I don't care. All I wanted now was to be kissing him, I wanted my mouth to forever be attached to his so this feeling would never end. I didn't want it to.

Evan's hands quickly go south exploring my lower region as he softly squeezes down hard on my butt and I jump wrapping my legs around his waist.

Soon enough I'm out of breath and I pull away from him, only then realizing the intimacy of our current state.

Evan doesn't seem to mind though, instead, he continues to rain kisses along the sides of my jaw making his way down to my neck area and sucking softly, I gasp never having felt this kind of pleasure before and instead of pulling him off like I originally planned I get lost in him again allowing him to torture me with his mouth however he pleased.

He looks up to me, his eyes staring deep into my own, and I snap out of it once again.

I jump down from my position on his waist which was a bit high considering how tall he was and how short I am, and I bend down to the floor looking for my robe like it was my lifeline that I desperately needed to hold on to.

I felt exposed again, which was silly since the only person who was here was also the same person who's hands roamed my body freely a few seconds ago, I don't find it though, wherever Evan threw it to it was long gone now.

I glance up at Evan and he's just looking down at me with an amused look on his face.

'great at least he wasn't going to make this awkward'

"What are you doing Rosie?" He sighs before plopping down on my bed something I would choose to tell him not to do later after I found my robe.

"I'm trying to find my robe" my hands are still roaming the floor, and I probably look like a blind person trying to find her walking stick like this.

"Why? what do you need that for?." I bring my head up to answer his question but my eye level settles in on his chest, I gulp and look up at him he's sitting up on my bed while I'm kneeling right in front of him.

"B-because I-I-" I don't get to finish my sentence because Evan stands up from my bed bringing me along with him, I'm now looking up so I can see his face.

"Well, you don't need to"
I gulp as how husky and deep his voice is.

"Why?" I ask a question I seriously regret when I hear his answer.

"Because my Rosie, I like you much better" his hands grip my hips "Without it"

I look at him, my mouth glued shut, he had officially left me speechless. I'm left gasping like a fish out of water after registering his words in my mind. But I eventually come back to my senses and back away from him.
I was grateful my parents weren't home, I didn't want them barging in, especially not to see this.

His words from earlier creeps it's way back into my mind 'I like you'. I think for a bit, he was most likely playing a prank on me, yes that could be it.

"W-why are you really here Evan?" As I speak again my head lowers to the ground I was trying to be intimidating but I failed, miserably might I add.

"I told you, I came to say I'm sorry and I am, Rosie" his voice turns serious "I'm sorry about Saturday night and you don't have to say it's okay if you don't mean it".

I sigh, he was feeling guilty for no reason, sure I felt offended by what happened but I was over it now, I really was.

"I am okay, I promise I'm fine, and I forgive you" my voice is sincere and I place my hand at the side of his arm, suddenly feeling bold due to all our previous actions.

Evan let's out a breath as soon as I'm done talking and he instantly looks relieved. He flashes me a smile one which I'm grateful to see.

"I also meant it when I said I liked you Rosie" my hands drop at my sides as I take in what he just said.

"You're joking right?" I ask

"No, I'm being very serious, what makes you think I'm joking" my head drops down out of habit but Evan's hands are quick to prop them back up.

"Answer me" his tone is demanding and I could tell he wasn't going to let me brush it off that easy, at least not without an explanation.

"Evan, you can't like me"

"Why not?. In case you hadn't noticed yet, we're engaged to be married what do you think is going to happen then?"

"I-I uh I, well that's not for a long time and we have to keep our relationship professional at least for now." Evan silences me.

"I don't care about all that, how do you feel?"

I stare at him blankly.

How did I feel?.

I had no idea what I felt. I was attracted to Evan, yes and we were both supposed to be married but that wasn't for a long time.
If I had to admit I was secretly hoping something would change, maybe my parents wouldn't need to merge companies with his or maybe they would realize this whole idea was a bit over the top.

Maybe I was hoping that if it did change I would find love, something real and not on conditional terms.

Maybe I did like Evan, maybe I didn't. I don't know, a week ago I was trying to get him out of my head, and now he had apologized to me added to the fact he had saved me, he was definitely a good person, I knew he was.

When he sees I'm not speaking he sighs and runs a hand through his hair before looking back to me.

"It's okay Rosie, you don't need to say anything at least not yet." He lets his eyes roam up and down before moving back to the window I assume to jump back out.

"A-are you sure you can go back down through the window? you could use the front door if you'd like"

"I'll be fine, don't worry about me" I huff, I wasn't worrying, I was only concerned he would fall to his death, I didn't want that to happen.

Just as he's at the railing of the windows he turns back to me his eyes filled with hope "meet me at the back of the bleachers during lunch at school tomorrow"

"W-why?"

"You'll find out soon enough my Rosie"

I smile at the given nickname. He had called me that twice now and I hoped he would make a habit of it, it felt even better than when he called me Rosie. I couldn't explain it but it made me feel special.

My reflection in the window makes me jump and I quickly. turn to my mirror, right above my dresser to inspect my neck. Little dark red splotches scattered across my neckline my hands shoot to my neck trying to remember if I had fallen or used anything to hit myself but I come up with nothing, I probably look like someone who's seen a ghost, which would be equivalent to the situation I was experiencing right now.

"W-what a-are these?" I ask no one in particular as my hands grasp my neck tighter to maybe make it look less bad than it already was.

"Those are hickeys, and there's a lot more where that came from" he smirks.

And as I whip my head around to ask him another question he's already gone, with the windows wide open allowing the cold air from outside brush against the bare skin of my lower body.

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The next day I'm nervous, something I seemed to be feeling a lot lately. I put on a cashmere sweater and some jeans, I didn't feel like dressing up and the clothes did wonders to cover up the dark spots on my neck, but not all.

I didn't own any makeup apart from the usual chapstick, I didn't have any concealer. So I was challenged with the task of having to sneak into my parent's room to get some of my mothers. Luckily they weren't home and the marks would be gone by the time they were back.

I felt guilty having to take my mom's things but I had no choice. I couldn't exactly walk to school displaying these on my neck, no one wanted to see that.

After doing a good job of covering them up, I head to school.

My classes go by really fast, and I'm not doing a good job of paying attention to any of them. My mind was drifting off constantly thinking of Evan, last night. and our future encounter during lunch.
I didn't want to tell Rowan anything about it, we weren't too close and I didn't want us to get close. I would simply dismiss myself from spending lunch with her and Grey before meeting him.

And that's what I did, when lunchtime came I told Rowan I wouldn't be having lunch with her and Greyson, I could tell it hurt her feelings a little bit because when she asked me why, I played it off, making it seem I had much better things to do.

I hated what I was doing, Rowan was a good person, she had tried to talk to me and befriend me while every other girl shot me weird looks for reasons I was yet to know and all I did was repay her kindness by brushing her off every now and then.
It wasn't nice but I made a mental note to make it up to her later, I would apologize for my behaviour and ask her to go someplace to hang out, and would worry about my parents later.

After taking care of that situation, I carry my nervous self outside of school so I can turn to the field and make it to the bleachers, when I do reach there Evan is waiting for me. His hair looks amazing and his hands are stuffed in his pockets, his eyes looking up to the sky, as I get closer I get even more nervous wondering why he asked me to be here.

"H-hi" I mutter shyly fumbling with my fingers, I still didn't know how to act around him. He's surely wasn't making any of it awkward, acting like our kiss never even happened as he looked up at me and smiled before holding my hand and dragging me into the further back of the bleachers.

"Rosie I want you to meet my friends, this is Trey" he motions to a muscular boy, with short hair and brown skin.
"That's Leah and Chase, and yes they are related." I smile at them all not knowing what to say, I wasn't a people person and that wasn't going to start now.

"Guys, this is Callie" just like before, when Evan calls my first name it feels foreign and weird and I inwardly cringe at the sound.

Trey looks at me, a small smile playing on his lips and takes a step closer. "Hello Callie, are you new here?. I haven't seen you around cause I bet I wouldn't have missed a face like yours"

My cheeks tint a light colour at his words, they were hard to believe, yes. But then again, this was my third week since joining the school and I hadn't seen much of him either.

"W-well yes I a-am new" I mumble, whilst pinching the ends of my sweater. Evan pushes Trey by the chest and I'm a bit stunned by the gesture, Trey smirks at him giving him a knowing look.

Chase is next to speak to me, he steps in the spot Evan had once been in and eyes me a bit before smiling "I'm Chase, and all I've got to say is where the fuck have you been all my life".

"Uh- I um"

Evan saves me from the trouble of having to reply when he shoves Chase even harder than he shoved Trey.

"Can you guys keep it in your pants for five minutes what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Dude chill out you can't just bring a beautiful girl up here and expect us not to hit on her".

'Wait was he referring to me?'

I smile shyly before shuffling my feet a bit. These boys were really nice from what I'd seen so far as they continue their mini argument my mind gets lost with the earlier compliment I had just been given.

Whilst their arguing I turn and look at the only girl in the group. She's seated on a step and hasn't made any moves to come to me yet so instead, I go to her, not waiting around and deciding to be social for at least once in my life.

She was really pretty and had a nice nose ring, the first thing I noticed about her. I thought it was cool.

'Okay, Callie you can do this just say hi, it shouldn't be too hard'.

"Uh h-hi, I'm Callie" I move a hand out to shake her own but she stares at it with distaste before propping her eyes over to look at my face.

"I know" her tone is emotionless and since she doesn't shake my hand it slowly descends back down and nervously drops to my side.

She's not talking or saying anything, but I don't stop trying I decide to at least make some amount of effort with her. "Well, it's nice to meet you Leah, I li-"

"Oh my God just stop fucking talking to me already. Can you or can you not take a hint?. I thought for a second you wouldn't be as dumb as you look but you really didn't waste any time proving me wrong"

The boys are all watching us now and I feel hands on my shoulder pulling me back a bit "Lay off her will ya? What's you're problem Leah?" Evan's tone is calm almost like he's restraining himself from blowing up.

"My problem is with her" she looks at me again with distaste something she had done twice now.

My head lowers down, tears struggling to escape. I didn't need to cry right now, Leah already thought not so nice things about me, why give her something else to not like.

Crying was weak and should never be done in front of other people, I learnt that the hard way.

"What the fuck do you mean, Leah, you just met her"

"No, L- Leah's right I shouldn't have bothered her, I'll leave now" I turn to look at Chase and Trey who are staring at me with an apologetic look and one of disbelief also morphed together.

I smile at them before turning around to walk away from the bleachers leaving a fuming Evan and ignoring the loud calls telling me to come back.

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