《althea;》questions
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HI!
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today thea offered to get drunk with me and i happily obliged.
only because i feel like shit and well, she was practically giving me those damn puppy dog eyes.
not to mention i would've said yes to anything she asked after that hug.
who would've thought i needed a hug so bad?
so she dragged me off into the car and we drove home.
the car ride was pretty fun too, considering we blasted music with the windows down for a good twenty minutes.
i smile at the memory considering i'm currently laying down in bed.
we ended up getting drunk off of a few shots of vodka and ran to the beach.
staying till after dark i had the most fun i've had in awhile.
but as i'm laying in bed i'm having a lot of questions.
so. many. questions.
why am i feeling this way about her?
what am i feeling for her?
does she feel the same way for me?
my head is bombarded with these unwanted thoughts, but it drifts on to the one part at the beach.
when she was going to take a break from swimming and walked out of the water, but her once baggy shirt had molded to her body, and her shorts were barely noticeable as they had ridden up a bit.
i didn't want to stare but jesus.
my hands twitch at the thought of her thighs and curvy waist.
her long brown hair that would look oh so good wrapped around my fist while she would be sucking my co-
anyways i got carried away.
the thing is, we both don't want to be in a relationship with a co-worker.
but i wouldn't mind breaking the rules one or two times.
my mind drifts from the little scene at the beach to afterwards when she was wrapped up in a towel on the couch.
she still had her clothes on, of course, but i could tell she had sobered up a bit and i've never wanted to kiss a girl so badly.
we had been talking for an hour or so, and i remember saying something that made her perfect pink lips pout.
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we had gotten closer to each other on the couch, she was practically cuddled up to my side.
and she looked up to me, our faces close.
i saw her gulp and she looked down, before standing up.
"i'm going to take a shower and head to bed, i had fun tonight though." she said.
i answered and i let her go up stairs.
obviously i wasn't going to force her into anything, i never would, if she wants me, she'll tell me.
i trust her enough to do that.
i went up to bed a few minutes after contemplating all my life choices that led me to that very moment, which leads me to here.
laying in bed with the lights off.
the little light in the gap under my door telling me she's not yet asleep either.
my body aches and i so so badly want to go and kiss her goodnight.
so badly enough that i'm about to do it.
quickly, i list the pros and cons in my head, and having more cons than pros, it sets me back a little.
but before i can catch myself and realize my current actions i'm up from my bed and heading towards the bedroom door.
choosing not to stop myself because i physically don't think i can, i whip the door open before walking, almost stomping, out of the room.
i walk in the direction of her room in the little dark hallway, the only source of light is the one coming from the gap under her door.
my heart races and i'm face to face with the white door.
i raise my hand to knock but i stop myself, my hand just currently hovering above my head.
what do i say?
so many questions invade my head once again and i'm starting to regret my decision but before i can walk away, or even turn for that matter, her own bedroom door whips open.
there she stand with slightly wet hair and she has thin silk night shorts on with a small black tank top that does absolutely nothing to support her breasts, her hardened nipples peeking out through the thin fabric.
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god what nice b-
sidetracked, again.
i flicker my eyes up from her chest and i meet hers, only to realize she's scanning my body as well.
only then is when i realize i'm in plaid pajama pants with no shirt on.
whatever.
her breath hitches when we make eye contact and her mouth parts like she wants to say something, but nothing comes out.
her body shifts but not uncomfortably, she's clenching her thighs.
the sight makes me let out a quiet growl and i loose all self control, my body lunging forward and i grab the back of her neck, connecting her lips with mine.
she takes a few seconds to adjust to the immediate touch but soon i feel her body melt in with mine,
she fits so fucking perfect in my arms.
my hands go from the back of her neck to her lower waist and as my lips are on hers i guide her out from her room and to the hallway where i slightly pin her against the wall, my right hand slightly gripping her neck.
she licks my lower lip like she's asking for permission to enter a room and i happily oblige.
when our tongues meet she moans quietly at the contact and i groan, feeling myself harden a little more.
she lifts up her one leg so it's wrapped around my waist, causing both of our crotches to meet.
i want to pull away and fuck the living shit out of her but i know we can't.
it hurts but we can't.
finally we pull away and she takes the time to catch her breath.
the kiss was like no other, we've kissed twice so far since filming and this one couldn't even compare to the others.
i mean obviously it was because we were just acting but jesus the electricity i felt when our lips first collided.
i let my eyes trail down her hot and bothered body and her breasts bounce slightly with each breath.
jesus fuck this girl is going to be the end of me.
"so um." she breaks the silence and my eyes snap up to meet her.
i run my hands through my hair and i throw my head back.
"i'm sorry." i let out, in reality i'm not.
i don't regret a damn thing.
when i look back at her she's smiling while biting her goddamn lip.
her eyes trail up and down my body.
"i'm not." she whispers and i groan, trying my best not to attack her face again.
"good cause me either." i reply and she lets out a breathless laugh.
"i don't want it to be awkward in the morning." she whispers and looks down.
"me neither." i say and she smiles a bit.
"so i'm picking up char and my parents tomorrow morning, you wanna come?" she asks and i grin.
"are you sure?-" i begin to ask and she cuts me off.
"my mom really wants to see you, i'm becoming convinced that she loves you more than me." she says and i laugh.
"alright i'll come then." i say and she nods.
she uses her thumb to point towards her bedroom door and she sighs. "well i'm going to bed, can we talk about whatever the fuck just happened tomorrow?" she asks and i nod.
"yeah of course." she nods her head and i briefly see relief wash over her face before she lets out a small cute little yawn.
she heads over to her bedroom before turning around to face me.
"goodnight austin." she whispers and i grin even more.
"goodnight thea." i whisper back, and she gives me a smile before turning and walking back into her room.
let's just say i slept really good tonight.
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i love that song tbh and i felt it matched this chapter a lot so slay.
i think this is my favorite chapter so far !!!!!
hope you enjoyed 💕🤍
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