CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO.

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SKY

As soon as I entered Elena and I's hotel room, I let out a breath and set my bags down.

Before I could think about Alexander for even a second, Elena walked from the bathroom looking as pretty as ever.

Elena was wearing a khaki green long sleeve dress and lots of jewelry. Her feet wore nude heels that added about four inches to her height and her hair was straightened down to her bum.

She looked at me sadly, giving me a sweet smile, but knowing that I didn't want to talk about the last couple of days.

"Girl, what are you doing? Get dressed!" Elena exclaimed. "You like my dress?" She spun around.

"Yes, it's cute," I complimented her, sitting up on the bed. "But get dressed for what?"

"We're eating at the restaurant in the hotel because we won three days in a row! I didn't tell you?" She asked.

"No."

"Well, come on!" She dragged me out of the bed and into the bathroom.

"I don't even think I brought a nice dress to wear." I protested.

"I'll help you choose and I'll help you get dolled up." She clapped her hands excitedly and I groaned before sitting on the chair she was motioning for me to sit on.

She liked to do girls makeup and hair for money as a side gig. Hair of all textures and many different styles. She pulled out the flat iron and asked me if she could straighten it. I said yes and she put in heat protector before working on my hair.

When she finished flat ironing my hair, and looked at my in the mirror.

"Middle part of side part?"

"Middle." I shrugged.

"Where's your makeup bag?" She asked, after I finished washing my face.

I walked to my suitcase and gave it to her. "I don't have much."

She laughed before starting on my makeup. Elena started by only using concealer on my skin, telling me that I didn't need anymore. On my eyes, she used this brown shimmery eyeshadow and paired it with a white shimmery colour on my inner corners. She used her eyeliner and lined my eyes before applying a small coat of my mascara on my lashes and did my eyebrows.

I kept it simple for my lips and just put on some lip gloss.

"Here," Elena tossed me a white dress. "You'll look good in this."

I slipped it on and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked beautiful, sexy even.

The dress hugged my waist and ended at my mid-thighs with a small slit which showed my right thigh. My cleavage, which is usually non existent, looked full.

"Ooh, girl." Elena winced when she saw me and I giggled. "Here I have white heels for you."

I hesitated before taking them and trying them on.

The white heels looked good on my feet and brought this confidence in me. I spun around while looking at myself in the mirror.

"You look hot babe. Now, come on." Elena complimented me. We cleaned up quickly then she grabbed my wrist to bring me downstairs.

I was afraid to go to this dinner and as soon as we reached the restaurant, my eyes searched for him.

His smile was the first thing I saw. Alexander was sitting next to his coach and was laughing at something he said. He wore a white dress shirt with the few first buttons undone and his hair looking perfect.

Angela was beside him, and I anticipated just running out of here and crying for the tenth time today.

"Sky! Elena! Come sit here!" Our coach waved us over. I internally groaned because the seats she was motioning for us to sit on were right in front of Alexander and Angela.

Elena led the way and I made sure to look everywhere but Alexander. Even though I could feel his gaze on me, I fought to not look up at him.

"Are you feeling better?" Kayla asked and I nodded quietly with a smile.

"That's good sweetheart. I heard from your mother that today is your birthday!" Coach exclaimed and I literally slid down on my seat and died.

"Oh my goodness, happy birthday!" Elena hugged me. "You're finally seventeen!"

"Thank you." I smiled at her, and everyone else around the table wished me happy birthday as well.

"Alex really was the star out there." Coach Kellen said about Alexander like a proud father. I wanted to look at his smile but fought against it.

"Yes he was." Angela beamed.

I looked everywhere but him.

I looked at how Angela was fawning over the guy I was trying not to look at, beside her.

I looked over at Elena who was busy taking pictures of herself while she stuck her tongue out.

I watched Eric roll his eyes at the attention Alexander was getting while drinking his glass of iced water.

I looked at the burning candles in the middle of the table, and focus on the nice smell that was radiating off of it.

Then I looked down at my plate of pasta all before I couldn't stand it anymore, and looked up at him.

Alexander's eyes were pierced on me, watching me intently.

I looked at him, look at me through the dark room with the very dim lights of the restaurant.

Even in such a dark room, it was impossible for me not to catch the beautiful colour of his eyes.

I placed my elbow on the table and rested my chin on my palm, suddenly not knowing what to do with my hands and looked down at the table.

When I looked up at him, Angela was talking to him but he was still watching me.

I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and decided to start eating, trying to calm my heart that was knocking at my ribs.

"Are you okay, Sky?" Elena pointed out beside me and everyone around the table looked at me.

I'm okay, Alexander is just starting at me from across the table in that breathtaking suit.

"I'm fine." I slumped my shoulders, hoping it would shield me from all of the stares. When I looked up at Alexander again, he was still staring at me but with a smirk on his lips.

The dinner was long and horrible. I spent the long hour trying to avoid Alexander at all cost, internally rolling my eyes at Angela, and picking on the plates of food that was brought to me. I knew that he was staring at me, I could feel it on my skin. I could see that smirk playing on his lips and his eyes looking down at me, making me feel both nervous and feel heat creeping out of my skin.

As everyone was eating desert, I excused myself because I was getting so hot that I needed some air. I exited through the front doors of the hotel, and gasped when I realized that it was snowing.

Looking down at the snow underneath my heels, I smiled at the beautiful reminder of home.

I looked up at the sky, closing my eyes and feeling the snow hit my face. Sickness would probably hit me tomorrow, and I was probably ruining my makeup, but I didn't care.

The doors then opened behind me.

It was like I didn't have to turn around to know it was him. His presence was just so strong and real that I didn't have to turn around and see him to realize that he was there behind me.

I stared at the floor for a moment before turning around, to indeed see him standing there with both of his hands in his pants' pockets. The beating of my heart was all I could hear in my ears, and feel against my chest.

But I finally found my voice and spoke. "I-I just needed some air."

I started to walk back inside but Alexander stood in my way. He stood there, silent and frightening, looking down at me like I was his prey. All until he started to walk towards me.

He walked so dangerously close that I backed up, my eyes pleading him to leave me alone and spare me the embarrassment. Alexander didn't stop approaching me, though, and it wasn't until I hit a wall that I realized that I stood no chance against him.

Alex continued to look down at me, and I admired his manly beauty in the clothes he was wearing. I felt my heart start to slow down and comfort kick in.

But Alexander picked up his arms, placed his hands on the wall behind me, on either side of my face, and looked down at my lips. That was when my heart picked up again, and it was when I realized that I was his prey, and could not escape from him.

* * *

We stayed in silence for a long moment, just staring at each other. I was nervous and afraid, to have a six-foot-seven man trap me between his arms.

"Alex. . ." I said, looking at the door, the thought of going for it in my mind.

"Sh. . ." He shushed me, continuing to observe me. He was taking everything in, from my eyes, to my straightened hair behind my back and down my lips.

I kept looking back up at him then at the door.

"You kiss me and then run away." Alex stated, his head following mine while I looked around embarrassingly. "How is that fair?"

"I-I don't know, man." I laughed nervously.

"You left for three days." He emphasized.

"I know." I looked down at the floor.

"Didn't you see any of my texts or calls. . . What's wrong with you?" He frowned.

"I know."

"Why did you kiss me?" He asked.

I couldn't take it anymore and bolted for the doors, but he grabbed my arm and pushed me back against the wall. He brought his face closer to me to prevent me from moving again.

"Where do you think you're going?" He sneered, with a hint of amusent. Just a hint, because the rest was his intimidating.

"What do you want from me? I just kissed you, alright!" I exclaimed.

"And then run away? Why?!" He asked me.

"I could see it in your eyes you didn't want me like that, and it's fine, Alexander. I'm sorry for doing that." I apologized.

"I didn't say that. You assumed." He emphasized, placing his hands on my cheeks.

I huffed loudly. "I'm not blonde, tall and super skinny. I'm not between 5'8 and 6'2, and I do have some arm hair. I mean arm hair, really Alexander? Arm hair is a deal breaker for you?"

Alexander made a grimace, like what I was saying was the stupidest thing he had ever heard me say.

"What the fuck does that have to do with anything?!" He asked.

"Your stupid list, Alex!" I yelled.

"What list?"

"Elena told me on my first day that you have this list. A list of requirements before you date a girl. And it's super long and I fit like none of your criteria." I started to feel sad again.

Alexander stared at me for a long moment for he burst out laughing. The pain in my heart was only going more and more. Seeing him laugh at me like that hurt me is ways I didn't even know was possible.

"You're unbelievable." His laughter stopped. "I never wrote a fucking list."

I looked into his beautiful green eyes and believed him.

"Why would Elena lie about that?" I asked him.

"I didn't say she lied. People make up stupid rumours about me all of the time."

I hesitated to believe him, only because that list had been on my mind for a long time and it had been a sad reality since I heard it. The fact that the cause of some of my pain was all a lie.

He brought his hands to my cheeks.

"You said I wasn't your type, remember?" I asked, my voice coming out soft because of the soft touch of his thumbs caressing my cheeks.

"I didn't mean it like that." He shook his head, closing his eyes and breathing. "I just thought you were a. . . stuck up bitch."

I gasped quietly at his insult. Alexander looked down at me and shook his head.

"That was before, Williams." He told me, bringing his face closer to mine. I could feel his breath against my face, and it was much better than the cold outside.

Speaking of the cold, it was as if it wasn't there. My body was just so hot that I didn't even feel the cold wind until I noticed it.

"I've been wanting to kiss you for a long time now." Alexander finally gave me a kiss.

It was a simple peck on the lips, but when he pulled away, our moist lips smeared and smudged until we eventually were separated.

I let out a big breath and felt my legs start to weaken. "You just looked at me like I had done the craziest thing."

"I was just shocked. I didn't think you saw me that way." He responded. "You never told me."

"I know. I just didn't think you saw me that way." I shrugged, looking at his lips because I really wanted him to kiss me again.

"What a predicament." Alexander smirked down at me.

"You're so stupid." I laughed, placing my hands on his broad shoulders.

"Yeah. . ." He drew his face into mine.

We kissed for a long moment, our hands touching each other and the warmth of our bodies protecting us from the cold. His hands touched my waist, and my lower back, very close to my bottom. He did not touch me there, as much as I wished he would touch me anywhere he wanted.

The kiss was so warm and soft, like everything I want two days ago to be. Alexander and I were exploring each other this way for the first time, yet there were absolutely no mishaps while we did so. No awkward bumping, nose rubbing or anything of the sort. It was just the both of us satisfying our hunger for each other.

Though when we pulled away, I felt the hunger heighten.

A ding went off from my phone in my shoulder bag. It was a text from Elena, saying that she was sleeping in Justin's hotel room.

"Elena's sleeping with Justin. . ." I told him, kicking my white heels on the ground and looking down.

"Guess I'm sleeping with you, then. . ." He said with a smile, but it disappeared after only a moment. It was like realization hit him just as it hit me, and the thought of being intimate together was all I could think about.

"Come on." He grabbed my hand in his and led me inside. Nobody saw us, except the receptionist of course, who was smiling at us like we were a couple.

I stared at our hands together and thought quietly behind him. Alexander, the most popular guy in school and I kissed and were now holding hands. Of course, I would never ask him what we were yet, but that emotional girl in me kicked in, so I couldn't help but wonder it in my head.

We reached the elevator and stood there in silence, our bodies very close and our hands still together.

"I missed you." He told me, finally looking down at me.

I stared up at him and bit my lip. "Me too."

"I don't perform as well when you're not cheering for us." He said, looking back up at the levels the elevator was going up.

"Coach Kellen said you were a star." I laughed.

"I could've been better if I had heard that cheer that was for me. I swear to God, Sky, when you showed me that cheer. . . You don't want to know the things it made me feel." Alexander explained.

Yes. . . Yes I do.

Finally, we reached our level and went into my room. It was quiet and dark, and thankfully not messy. I was glad that Elena and I cleaned up before going to the restaurant.

I walked ahead of him and stared at the window, hugging myself to find a bit of warmth. The snow was falling even more now, beautifully and calmly. Alexander was quiet behind me so I turned around to see him looking down at my body.

He didn't even look away when I caught him. He kept a staring at my backside, my hips and my breasts in this tight white dress.

"What?"

"I just. . . I can't believe you thought I wouldn't be attracted to you." Alex shook his head at me, finally looking up at my eyes.

"I still don't believe it." I shrugged, my insecurities piercing through my words. "Perhaps you're just being nice."

Alexander scoffed at my words and walked slowly towards me, his eyes now darker and staring down at me. When he reached me, his hands grabbed my lower back and he pulled my body to his with a great strength. He pressed his desire for me against my core, hard against my skin. I breathed hard and placed my hands on his chest, trying to calm the burning sensation of my desire for him.

He groaned lowly when he pulled me even closer, both pressing himself against me and pulling my core to his so I could feel him.

"That is how you make me feel. The tone of your voice is enough to make me want you. Your lips, your hair, your soft skin, your body. . . Even more." Alex said, pressing his forehead against mine and looking down at me.

Just as I thought we were about to kiss again, he moved away from me quickly and let me go. I stood there, hot and now feeling empty, wanting him to come back.

I looked at him and saw his inner battle to potentially come back and do what it was that was on both of our minds. He didn't want to have sex with me, not because his body was telling him, but perhaps because he thought he was going to hurt me or ruin something.

"Alex—." I began, trying to tell him that I wanted him just as much.

"I need a cold shower. I'll just be five minutes." He said before walking to the bathroom and locking himself in it. I stood there alone for a few seconds before a thought came to mind and I went to action.

I grabbed my makeup bag and my toiletry bag quickly from my suitcase, took my heels off and went to the bathroom down the hall. If he wanted to play this game, I was not going to let him win.

I had less than five minutes to do this, so I went straight to work. I peed extremely fast and then went to work, taking off my makeup and washing my face so it was clean. I brushed my teeth, pulled my straightened hair into a messy bun on top of my head, pulling out some strands to make it look a little better. I used a paper towel to clean off the sweat coming out of my armpits, and then sprayed some vanilla perfume to finish off.

I tip toed back to my room and closed the door behind me. Taking off my dress and wrapping a towel around me, I felt my femininity kick in. I felt the curve of my hips, the softness of my own hands. Alexander desired me and I desired him.

There was nobody else I wanted my first time to be with, so I walked in that bathroom without knocking. The shower was a big walk-in shower with transparent glass and no curtains, so I could see Alexander as a whole.

His eyes met mine and he didn't look away or cover himself. Alexander stayed focused on my face and waited for what I was about to do next.

The nervousness disappeared within myself.

My eyes staring up at him, I dropped the towel on the floor and walked in the shower with him.


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