I woke up, my head foggy at first but crystal clear as soon as I realized Bells was lying on top of me, her head on my chest and her legs draped over me, and a special part of my body too excited for this time of day. Fuck.

I put my fingers through her soft hair trying to wake her up gently, but she was knocked out good, probably having a hangover. Instead of waking her up I found myself looking at her face, studying her beautiful features and her eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks as she was dreaming sweet dreams.

I sighed thinking about what she told me yesterday. I would have never guessed something like this would have happened to her. She's still so sweet, not bitter at all, always laughing, snapping hilarious comebacks at me, being brave yet it looked like it took everything in her to tell me about her past. I had told her about my accident, which killed my best friend, not long after we met, maybe she felt like she could trust me and I surely hope so, I want her to trust me.

I don't deserve her, at all! It's not the first time I'm telling myself that. I'm too much of a jerk and eventually I will hurt her. It's inevitable as I can never do the right thing, but fuck I like her. I don't want to hurt her. My thoughts raced as my eyes trailed over her rosy cheeks, debating whether I should dive in or keep my distance... I'm already in too deep to pull away now. What have I done, I don't want to be the cause of her decay... I mess up everything in my life, I don't want to mess this up too.

"Hey." She whispered, her soft lips moving perfectly before tugging up into a smile. I aligned my gaze with hers only to see the most perfect human being making my day, every doubt vaporizing in thin air like a dusty cloud. Fuck, I want her, everything of her, the good, the bad, the unpredicted. Everything! I trailed my fingers over the side of her face, pushing of lock of hair out of her pale morning face.

"Hey." I whispered, her smile widening if that was even possible. "How's your head?" I smiled as I pulled her completely on top of me, my arms holding her in place. I expected her to pull away from me but instead she snuggled her face in the curve of my neck, her breath warm and her hair tickling my skin. I was well aware that our clothes were the only thing keeping us from becoming one, so I slid my hand underneath her T-shirt, trailing my fingers up her bare spine as a gasp unexpectedly left her lips.

"Clear, like it has never been before. I feel relieved after telling someone about my parents." Her lips kissed the ink in my neck which send jolts of electricity to a specific part of my body, which was become harder by the second. Getting that tattoo was one of the best decisions ever if it meant her kissing it every time she has access. "Thank you." She whispered, her soft breath fanning my ear.

"Thank me after some self-defense lessons." I slipped. The idea popped in my head when I woke up in the middle of the night angry at how helpless she must have felt all these years, not being able to defend herself.

"What?" She popped her head up, her green eyes looking confused and curious at the same time.

"I'm going to teach you how to defend yourself." I smiled, trying not to look like a complete idiot.

"You? And what do you know about that?" Bella teased, unable to hide the joy in her eyes and part of me hoped that was because she knew those lessons meant being incredibly close to me.

"Nevermind, if you don't want to then I guess I'll go and teach some other cute blonde." I said pushing her off me playfully, trying to get out of the bed but her hand latched onto my arm, pulling me back on the bed. "What? Already changing your mind?" I teased, an uncontrollable grin appearing on my lips.

"Yes, I don't want you to teach another girl." She smiled, melting every bit of my being with her playfulness. I laid down on the sheets, my head on her lap. Even looking up from underneath her she looked perfect.

"Why? Bella are you jealous?" I scoffed, no malice intended, not at all. She looked down at my face, squeezing her eyes at me.

"You wish! It's just that I want to be the one kicking your ass." She laughed, filling the room with her beautiful voice.

"Yeah, you think you can do that?" I said, biting my lip before getting up from the bed only to latch out and tickle her sides which caused her to burst out in laughter, my heart exploding. When I let her catch a breath, she looked at me with mischief before her hand grabbed a pillow and slammed it right in my face, almost knocking me of the bed.

"Alright, alright enough. You win dinergirl." I said shaking my head while sticking my hands out to her trying to comprehend what had happened.

"Crap! What time is it?" She said out of nothing, looking around my room to find what I think was an alarm clock.

"Last time I checked it was 10 p.m., why?" I said frowning my brows while taking in the sight of her getting up from the bed and rushing to the bathroom.

"I'm late! I have a shift at 11 p.m. Lukas, it's exactly 11 p.m.!" She said while looking at her phone, her eyes wide. "Gregory is going to be so pissed." She yelled from the bathroom, trying to find her dress from yesterday, obviously forgetting it was on the ground where she left it as she undressed in front of me and I got excited again just by thinking about it.

"I'll give you a ride, I have to go to class anyway. We'll pass by your place to get your stuff." I said peeking my head inside the bathroom, looking at her in the mirror.

"Thanks!" She said, turning around to meet my gaze as I gave her I once over. I couldn't help it, she just looked so damn hot in those leggings and in my T-shirt. My mind wandered off imagining her wearing nothing but that T-shirt. On day she will, and she'll be all mine.

I dropped her off at the diner before going to class. I threw my backpack onto the floor next to me. Much against my habits I was in first, so I didn't have to sit in the first row, cause that's what you get for being late. I sat in the middle of one of the rows at the back of the auditorium, glancing at a few early birds storming in like they're an hour late. Losers. And of course, they are sitting in the front because they want to suck up to the professor... What a bunch of idiots I'm in class with, really. Let's say I'm the odd one for not being the stereotypical engineering type, but hey fuck stereotypes, I'm freaking good at what I do. There were only a few girls in my class that I had noticed, but none of them really my type. But neither is, well was, Bella, god she sure is my type now.

When one of the girls entered the auditorium, she didn't hide the fact she was surprised to see me and the free seat next to me, which was unusual since I was always the last one to enter. She was tall, decent figure I had to give her that, long auburn hair and piercing blue eyes. Her short skirt only just covering what needed to be covered, paired with some kneehigh boots. Alright, damn... she's hot, how haven't I noticed her before.Maybe because you're always last to get in and first one to get out, you never look around assuming all girls that study engineering look like toads, you dumbass. Well, I was wrong.

She speeded up the stairs until she stopped at my row, walking in the aisle before sitting next to me, immediately and confidently claiming the space. As she unpacked her stuff, putting a notebook and pen on the desk in front of her I tried not to give her a once over but that's hard to do when her entire appearance is based around attracting attention.

"Hi, I'm Jess." She said looking at me, her eyes flirtatious. Oh boy.

"Hi." I tried to keep a straight face. "I'm-"

"You're the guy who's always late and has a reputation for being the campus bad boy heartthrob. Yeah, I know who you are Lukas Davis." Her sassy mouth interrupted me.

"No need to introduce myself, I see..." I said annoyed, rolling my eyes at my reputation following me around everywhere I go. No wonder Isabella kept her distance from me at first if that's the shit she had been hearing about me.

"Nope, homeboy. Every girl on campus knows you and all your stories, rumors and ugly truths. You really know how to break a girl's heart, don't you?" She said, her tongue wetting her lips. Is she flirting with me? What the fuck?

"Fucking awesome..." I scoffed. "Apparently, I can't help it, they throw themselves at me and I'm still a guy, I have needs you know." I whispered as the professor entered the auditorium and she chuckled.

She leans in closer to my ear. "How about I help you fulfill those needs after this stupid class." She whispered, her lips almost touching my earlobe. Fuck. The dirtiness of her words turning me on instantly, not because it was coming from her but because of the idea of sex, since I have been going without it for the longest period in a while.

Instead of reacting I looked straight ahead as the professor started his class. He kept rambling about 3D modeling and linear analysis which was nothing new to me. It's not like I could concentrate anyway, because this auburn-haired girl next to me had sparked some ideas. I kept going over the events of yesterday especially Bella undressing in front of me. I tried to look away, but I have to admit it was hard considering the sexiness of her lacy underwear. If only she wasn't drunk, I would have had her. My pants was getting tighter by the minute, by every thought of her naked skin.

A hand rubbing up and down my leg pulled me out of my mind, revealing the arousing reality of another girl who wasn't going to give me a freaking break.

"Come on Lukas, you want me." She whispered near my ear again and the usual temptation was hard to dismiss as I had grown used to giving into my desires, but it wasn't her I wanted, it was a certain blonde. I placed my hand on hers, pushing her hand off my leg.

"Don't touch me." I growl at her. I don't want this, and I'm sick of girls assuming I want to fuck them. Well I do, but I want to fuck a specific blonde, and she's not desperate like the others.

"Why not?" Jess frowned her brows at my rejection before crossing her arms in front of her. "You're hot, I'm hot, our sex would be hot. What are you waiting for... Wouldn't you love to bend me over, push me against a wall, burry yourself deep inside me?" Her words almost made me push me hips up with arousal because those are some of the things I have been thinking about when I'm close to her, close to Bella.

"I'm not in the mood." I scoffed, sagging down in my seat while she was vigorously writing something down on a piece of paper and shoved it on my desk.

I read the note and shook my head, my groin throbbing with lust but I had to focus and fight it. I had a genius idea trying to get my mind off the proposal from Miss sex obsessed next to me.

: How's my diner girl doing?Hope Gregory wasn't too pissed.

I sat in class, staring ahead waiting for Bella to reply avoiding to look next to me at any cost and make eye contact with Jess.

❄️: Still working but I'm like the only person in the diner haha. Yeah, he yelled at me for a while, but I'll live.

She was quickly to reply and as I read her text, I adjusted myself in my seat, smirking at my phone.

Are you still wearing your uniform? 😏

❄️: What a stupid question, no offence. I'm still working so yeah, I'm wearing that hideous thing.

: Auwtch go a bit easy on me will ya! It's not hideous, it's fucking sexy.

❄️: That's my point on it being hideous Lukas.

: I have to agree that the roller skates are a bit too much, but the rest of it. Damn!

❄️: What has gotten into you all of a sudden...?

: Thinking about you... And... you were all over me yesterday. I'm still kind of experiencing some symptoms.

❄️: OMG!

❄️: What kind of symptoms?

My plan was working, her text messages were satisfying my hunger and keeping my head away from the vulture next to me as class continued.

: You know what I'm talking about...

❄️: Ohh, why don't you go and take a cold shower.

: Only if we're taking one together.

❄️I have to say I could use one too. 😏

Oh, well well, I'm turning her on too... this couldn't have gone better. Well it could have. I could have been somewhere else than in an auditorium trying to suppress the hardness forming in my pants.

You do realize showers involve you getting naked?

❄️Really? Are you kidding me!!? Oh God... I have been showering wrong my entire life.

: You can keep your clothes on if you want, but know that at the end we'll both be naked.

❄️Together... in the shower... With you... Your fingers running over my wet skin?

Fuck her words almost had me explode or get a heart attack. I was imagining the entire scene and hoped class wasn't going to end anytime soon because I couldn't get up from this chair under any circumstance.

: Yess...?

❄️Mmmmh

What the fuck is that supposed to mean. Is that like a mmmmh yeah sure anytime or an mmmmh I'm still not sure if that's what I want.

: Meaning?

She left me hanging, not answering my text. Dude, maybe she's just busy...OR Maybe I scared her away. What was I thinking? Was this too soon? Fucking hormones...

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