Chapter 24

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"What?" I whimper.

"I want you," he says again with the same determination and confidence as before. No...no...this can't be happening. I must be dreaming. He would never...

"I thought you..." I try to utter but my voice trails off. "I thought you hated me,"

He frowns at my words "I don't hate you,"

"But you came here..." I murmur looking at my door. "And you told me-"

"That's exactly why we need to talk," he mutters and after inhaling, he speaks.

"I don't date," he states and I break eye contact.

"I know," I whisper but he takes my chin in his hand and forces me to look in his eyes.

"But I want you..." he repeats and the butterflies in my stomach dance every time he tells me those words. "So, I thought we should make a deal."

"A deal?" I ask.

"Yeah, where we'll be together," he explains and before I let my excitement kick in, my doubt wins. It's too good to be true...

"But?"

"But there will be some rules," he adds and I keep looking at him waiting to hear them out.

"Nobody will know about us. And when I say nobody I mean neither Jacob nor Noah. You can't discuss us with no one." I feel a little disappointed as I hear his words. Is he embarrassed by me?

"Second, you won't have my number." I frown.

"Why? What if I need you for something?"

"I'll be around enough, you won't need it," he tells and I feel unease. I always wanted to do this text thing and these long hour talks on the phone until 2 am, I guess I won't though.

"You won't ask me personal questions about my family, my friends, my plans."

I shake my head. I won't be able to tell anyone about us, I won't be able to call him even if I want to and now I can't ask him about himself? How am I supposed to get to know him?

"Corbyn I don't think..." I murmur getting off of his lap but he stops me not only with his arms.

"What if I won't touch any other girl?" My eyes shoot to his once his words are out of his mouth. He wouldn't...

Seeing my disbelief he speaks again.

"I won't be able to touch anyone but you," he says and he touches his lips with mine, without kissing me.

"I will only touch..." he mutters caressing my lips and then his lips connect with mine "you" he whispers upon my lips when we pull away. I look at him with shock, not succeeding to process what he just told me. I open my mouth to say something but my body doesn't cooperate with my brain.

"Are you playing with me?" I ask him in clear disbelief. He would never do that. He likes messing around with plenty of girls and now he's telling me that I'm enough?

"I'm not," he says but I still can't wrap my finger around this.

"I've never done this before but I want to try for this to work," he confesses and I bite my bottom lip. Maybe he wants this as much as I do?

"Can I think about it?" I whisper looking at him.

"Sure," he says and gives a small smile "But I want an answer soon" he adds and I nod.

"Corbyn!" we hear Jacob shouting from downstairs and Corbyn stands up taking me with him.

"I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"

"Okay," he walks to my door but before he touches the knob, he comes to me and cupping my face, he brushes his lips on mine once again. He's kissing me passionately pulling me to him and I get lost in his kisses.

"Think about it okay?" he whispers in my lips and I feel astounded to see this side of him. He's always so confident, strong, and looking fearless and here he's, showing me a new side of him.

I nod and after planting a quick soft kiss on my lips, he takes off. I lay down on my bed thinking about what he just proposed to me. Can I do it?

I want him so much but his rules make me think about my decision twice. I hug my pillow being too tired to go over this at the moment and just like that, I drift off to a calm and maybe hopeful sleep.

The next morning my only thought is...Corbyn.

Why doesn't he want to let people know we're together? Won't we go on dates? Will we have to pretend around others? And what about his phone number? I can't understand why he doesn't want me to have it. What if something happens to me? What if I need him for something? How are we supposed to communicate? And then the 'questions' thing comes...I must not ask him anything too personal, but why? What is this? I know nearly nothing about him and he's telling me that it's going to stay that way? But then his last rule...

'I won't be able to touch anyone but YOU'

I still can't believe that he said that. He likes girls, having fun with them and now he only wants me? As much as I love that rule, it feels too good to be realistic.

After getting my math book, I head to class.

"Guys, I told you not to be late," Mr. Lance exclaims exasperated at the four boys that enter the class a few seconds later than me. I sit in my chair smiling in Alec and then I turn to Corbyn.

He's looking at me and I feel so happy that the time we're avoiding and ignoring each other has come to an end. I give him a smile and I see his corners of his mouth slightly tug up. Maybe I can do this...

"Have anyone solved it?" Mr. Lance asks but no one responds. "I'm not going to let Corbyn gives us the answer again. It was in the last fille that I gave you! Oh, I almost forgot!" he says and turns to us.

"Our first official test will take place tomorrow," All the students start complaining at the same time creating a chaos of voices.

"I'll be missing the date it was supposed to be and the only date that fits it tomorrow. I hope that you didn't wait to study on the last day,"

The lesson goes by and I caught Corbyn staring at me and he caught me. The grin has not left my face and I do my best to hide it when Mr.Lance looks and walks between us. Everything was absolutely perfect until the door abruptly flew open, getting everyone's attention.

The door reveals Cyle and I feel my stomach ache as I get a closer look at him. He's out of breath and his clothes are dirty and full of sweat.

"Do you want anything?" Mr. Lance asks slightly annoyed that his lesson has been interrupted. Cyle though glaces around our class and his eyes stop when he finds Corbyn. I see at Corbyn and he frowns seeing his friend. What happened?

"Alice," Cyle says and Corbyn gets up in a slit of seconds and runs out of class followed by Cyle.

What happened? Who is Alice? As much as I hate to confess this, I feel jealous of seeing Corbyn's reaction. He must really care for her if he's running to help her once her name is heard.

The rest of the day I walk in the huge hallways of school trying to find Corbyn but he's nowhere to be found. After I took my books from my locker, I turn around to leave. I squeak and my back hits my locker as I see Corbyn stand right behind me.

His eyes are once again full of outrage and I immediately get that he's tempered.

"Are you okay?" He flinches at my question and turns his head towards the long hallway on his right. I follow his gaze but I don't find anything suspicious. Girls and boys are eating and talking. What does he look for?

"Have you decided yet?" He asks in a cold voice and my eyes turn to him to find him staring down at me.

"No, not yet," I mutter and he shuts his lashes running his hand through his hair in an attempt to calm himself.

"I want an answer,"

"I know, I just-"

"Tomorrow," He interrupts me by saying and with that, he leaves me in a wreck of confusion about what I'm about to do with his proposal.

My anxiety has kicked in and I keep rubbing my sweaty hands in my jeans. The previous day was spent with mathematical problems, equations and theories. It's my first test that will affect my final grade and probably my application form.

I try to calm myself by taking deep breaths and walking but it's useless. I decide to go to class from the beginning of the break but I'm stopped in my tracks in the middle of my way there. A hand grabs mine and drag me inside a door. The room is a little dark and I can't see clearly who it's until he corners me and rests my forehead in mine letting me know exactly who it is.

He crashes his lips on mine making me groan at the amazing feeling and he cups my cheeks pulling me closer.

"What is going on with you today?" he asks putting his hands in the door caging me. Not that I would have ever left. I open my mouth but he stops me.

"Don't you fucking dare say nothing," I giggle in his 'demand' relaxing a bit.

"I'm just nervous about the test. It's important for my application form and I don't want to ruin it,"

"If you go there like this, you will,"

"I know but I can't calm myself down! I've tried-"

"I can," he whisper coming closer. The second before his lips connect with mine, I whisper.

"I haven't decided yet," I say feeling my breath quickening and my heart beating crazily fast.

"I know," and his lips capture mine. He cups my head with one of his hands making sure that the kiss won't break as he snakes his other one around my waist. He takes me off the door and starts moving backward, going further into the room. I feel his tongue pressing my lips to open but before I can respond, he bites my bottom lip making me gasp and his arousing tongue finds its way in mine.

He takes me with him pressing his body against mine until my back hits in something. His hands grip the tops of my thighs and the lifts me up a little so, I seat on a cold surface. The room suddenly feels too hot because of the intense fire that exists inside of me, burning every one of my cells and making me crave more for his touch. When I desperately need some air, I pull away.

He places a soft kiss on my lips before kissing me again. A gasp causes my mouth to open again and his tongue brushes against mine. And just like that, he slowly takes my mouth against his hot one. He lifts me into his arms effortlessly and I lightly moan holding onto him tightly. I'm literally wrapped around him and I realize how much I've really missed him.

My breathing still hasn't slowed and his is increasing. I swear I can hear his pulse as he brings his lips to mine and that familiar but so welcome fire crackles under my skin. This is exactly the feeling I have been longing for since his lips were against mine.

I forget about everything but him. All I focus on is the way he holds onto me tight, not letting me go and the gracefully way my tongue follows his. I run my fingers in his hair, gently tugging it as his lips are still molded against mine. I pull his hair harder, earning a moan from him. The sound makes all my insides tighten and an unknown feeling takes over.

The bell rings but neither of us pulls away. I want to feel him a little more. He gently puts me down so my toes reach the floor and after a few seconds of kissing, he pulls away resting his forehead in mine.

We're both out of breath as we inhale the same air. The fire still burns my skin in the most amazing way and the unknown feeling resurfaces again as I look at his eyes that are darker than usual, full of lust and desire. I have to fight against all my will to stop myself from brushing my lips against his and relive those last minutes.

"I-I should probably go," I whisper but not being able to control myself, I lean up and touch his lips in a soft kiss. He cups my cheeks and immediately deepens it.

"Corbyn," I moan between kisses.

"Five seconds," he says and his voice it is kind of different, heavier. After a few seconds, he pulls away and I already miss his touch.

I begin to walk knowing very well that if we stay in this room for a little longer, we won't get out in any time soon. Before I open the door, I turn to meet his sky blue eyes.

"Thank you,"

"You don't need to thank me," he tells me and with that, I run to math.

I see some students still standing outside the class and I stop running. Only then do I realize that my heart isn't beating fast, my hands are shaking and I'm not nervous about the test. I smile as I realize his effects on me.

I have to give him an answer tonight and I have no idea that it will be.

"You okay?" Ethan asks pulling me out of my thoughts about the blonde boy with the ocean blue eyes.

"Yeah, yeah...just thinking," I murmur.

"About what?" I hesitate to answer given the fact that I can't be honest but Ms. Harper saves the day.

"So, as you all know yesterday we finish our choreography and today will begin a new one" she announces and happy voices are heard.

"The song for our new dance will be Chandelier by Sia,"

And the time stops. All go to slow motion for me and images of my mum come to my mind. That song was one of her favorites and we used to dance together around the house when my dad was caught up in work. The music brings me back and I do my best to prevent those tears from falling.

I try to dance but the song brings too many memories back for me and it's like I see my life pass in front of my eyes. The way I used to dance and sing this with my mother, listening to this song when we're going home after a long day of shopping... and hundreds of other memories of my mum that I was trying to forget for too long. Because I know that when I remember, I realize my loneliness.

In the last rephren, I rest my hands on my knees and surrender to this cathartic cry that overwhelms me. The pain of the memories possesses my body and soul and I get lost.

When they died, a big part of me died with them and I don't think I will never recover. I haven't felt much since that day. No one can save me...

The word bring bells in my head and before I can think about what I'm about it do, I run.

I hear Ethan and Ms. Harper calling out my name but I keeping running.

I get out in the soccer field and gaze around. It's full of boys that run up and down, boys exercising and throwing ball one at another. I keep walking turning around until I see him.

I speed up and see Cyle standing across from him as they throw a ball to each other. Cyle sees me and he frowns as his eyes find mine. Corbyn looks at his reaction and turns around to see who it's. He turned around just in time so I climb in him wrapping myself around him and crash my lips in his. I feel his sudden intake of breath once my mouth touches his. He's taken aback but after a second he starts kissing me back. His arms wrap my body and keep steady against his. His warm tongue moves along mine and I kiss him passionately as never before. Like my life is depending on him and to be honest, I think it does. I only pull away when I feel that my tears have slowed down and I'm finally a bit calm, thanks to him.

I rest my forehead in his and stare at his electric blue eyes.

"Okay," I whisper.

"Okay?" he asks furrowing his eyebrows but after a split of a second the frown is far gone and a grin has taken its place.

"Okay?" he asks again making sure that this is what I said. I smile and nod to let him know that I'll try. I want to be with him no matter what. I don't care if I don't have his number or about his rules. I want him because he's the one that saved me, made me feel, speak and smile again.

Actually, I don't just want him...I need him.

He brushes his lips in mine and places his hand in the back of my head reassuring that I won't break the kiss.

How could I ever?

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I hoped you enjoyed the chapter! If the kissing scene was too much please let me know. I think I made it sweet but if you didn't like it, please tell me so I can fix it and be more careful in the next chapters. Thank you and have a wonderful week! <3

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