《Making Up》Chapter Two
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Will
I'm glancing around the room in a quick sweep looking for my two friends and teammates; Quinn Michaels and Devon Smith, in search of the pong table they're occupying.
Everywhere I look, randoms dressed in various taunting costumes fill the basement, bodies bumping and grinding to music. My eyes flick over many of the girls in their barely there attire, not that I'm complaining. Although, it's not that hard for me to find an interested girl. I am playing for a Division I team after all and was scouted out of high school. It also helps that I'm tall and attractive. I'm not being cocky, I know the attention I've received throughout my life.
All around me drunken guys are doing their very best to flirt in hopes of a Halloween hookup tonight. Unfortunately, the guys and I can't let loose. We have an early conditioning and practice tomorrow to prepare us for the new season. Our first game is in a few weeks and coach would have all of our asses if he even found out we were out this late.
My height allows me to see over a majority of the people here and I spot Quinn and Devon playing pong with a short and taller brunette. One with her hair braided and the other with big curly hair. I can't see much from this far but from the body language I can see the guys taunting the girls, probably giving them shit for missing a cup. I let out a chuckle at the thought. Athletes are competitive over everything and the shit talking doesn't discriminate. Even for the girls, although, it is toned down a bit.
Just as I'm about to step around some of the guys and join them, Ashley dressed as a very unholy angel steps up to me wrapping her long arms around mine. Ash and I have hooked up a few times but she's already beginning to get clingy. I've told her from the very beginning that I'm not looking for anything more than casual but she's been doing her best to convince me for more.
"Hey Will!" She giggles and shoots me a sinful smile. Hoping to drag me to her room tonight.
Being polite, because my mother raised me with manners, I shoot her a small smile.
"Hey, Ash. What's up?"
She leans up close to my ear and whispers "I heard about your long practices and can give you extra attention tonight. I just know how sore you must be." My dick hardens in my pants a little at the thought of the attention she would give me tonight. She may be clingy, but the sex is great. She then lets out a very exaggerated laugh in hopes of grabbing more of my attention but all it does is wake me up from the little trance she put me in.
"Sorry Ash, not tonight. I have an early morning tomorrow too and need to get to bed semi early tonight." She pouts her lips, and just as she's about to say something, a sexy brunette dressed as a boxer approaches and steps right in front of me.
Her long hair is braided in two strands at the top of her head. I've seen my sister have the same style. French braids she called them? In the flashing colorful lights, I can make out a fake black eye on her face.
She looks nervous, biting her full bottom lip contemplating on saying something to me. My brow goes up patiently waiting for her to say something. She takes a deep breath than asks "Do you have a girlfriend?" My eyebrows scrunches
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"No. Why?" I gently push Ashley off my arm to give her my full attention.
"Wife, husband, boyfriend, lover of any kind?" She asks
"Nope." I say with a twitch to my lip.
She quickly turns around in search of someone and my own eyes flick behind her to see Devon and Quinn walking up to us with the curly brunette from the pong table.
I realize now that this is the other girl they've been playing with and smirk. This should be interesting.
She turns back around on her tippy toes, barely gaining any more height to my 6'4 frame. Grabs my neck and places a soft kiss to my lips. I freeze in surprise at the sudden quick kiss but it's nice. Just as she's about to pull away ending the quick peck, I realize I want more.
Bending my knees, I scoop her tiny waist into my hands, pull her closer, flush against my stomach and deepen the kiss. She shrieks in surprise but it gives me the perfect opening to taste her. She tastes like candy, probably from the pink shimmery stuff painted on her lips and the jungle juice she's probably been sipping on. She's delicious and I want more but she pulls back, breaking the kiss.
I hear Ashley grumbling and marching away upset but I don't care. A kiss from this beautiful girl was way worth it. I'm about to ask who she is when Quinn interrupts me.
Her friend pulls her to her side just as Quinn throws his hands on my shoulder "Well, well well, didn't think you had it in you shor- little boxer".
"What the fuck are you talking about, Quinn?"
"We dared little boxer here to kiss you when she refused a shot" Devon says and roars out a laugh.
I roll my eyes. We always like to mess around with each other like this, but hey, maybe I should be thanking him for this.
"Well, we can't keep calling you by your costumes all night. What are your names?" Quinn asks
The curly haired girl answers first "Sienna, I'm never playing with you guys ever again by the way. That jack tasted like lighter fluid." Dev and Quinn chuckle
I turn to the dirty little boxer who stole a kiss from me. "Thea, yeah, thanks a lot for that you jerks." She turns and scolds Quinn and Dev.
Quinn raises his hands, "Hey, you chose to do the dare. It was either that, or the shot. Don't blame us for regretting your choice". She rolls her eyes
"I wouldn't mind having those sweet lips on mine again sugar. You weren't complaining either" I say to Thea giving her one of my megawatt smiles.
It's hard to tell in this lighting but I swear I can see a faint rosy blush on her cheeks appear. Cute. I internally smile at that, happy to make her flustered.
"You ladies go to school here or just visiting from somewhere else?" Asks Devon. Central University is notorious for their Halloween parties and other students from nearby schools like to road trip here to experience the chaos, despite it being the middle of the week. College students and their priorities and all. This party is way more mellow compared to the other frat houses tonight. It was perfect for us, since the guys and I were looking for nothing too crazy for our "responsible" night out. I also know he's asking for a possible hookup. I've been observing the way he's been making eyes at Sienna.
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"We're both freshman here" Sienna says, smirking at Devon. She's noticed the way he's been checking her out too.
"Andd we're just about to leave" Thea sing songs
I frown peeking at my phone to see what time it is, 12:30am. We should head out too before it's impossible for us to wake up for our 7am workout.
"Perfect, we should be leaving too. You two need a ride? We have an early practice tomorrow morning and need to head out too. None of us have been drinking, so we can drive." I offer, hoping Thea will say yes. I may not be able to get into her pants tonight but I hope I can at least finesse a phone number from her.
Thea bites her lip again and god do I wish it was me taking her lip in between my teeth. Staring at her lips heatedly, she notices and stops. She looks over to Sienna asking on her face what she wants to do.
"Uhh, sure. We live in Madison Hall if it's not too much trouble. It's right by the athlete's dorms, they share the same parking lot".
"Perfect." I say, grabbing her hand in mine and leading her through the crowd of completely shit faced people. Even though it's a smaller party, it's not going to stop anyone here from getting wasted.
I pull Thea in front of me guiding her so that I can keep my eyes on her the whole time, not letting her get lost. She wipes the sweat off the back of her neck and pulls off her robe as we step outside the house to cool off in the chilly night giving me a great view of her perky round ass in her nike spandex. She quickly turns around to make sure Sienna is following behind us, catching me checking her ass out and smirks shaking her head a little.
"Lead the way, you giant. I don't know which car is yours" She says, while glancing at the line of cars down the street.
"I'm not a giant, you're just tiny" I say, throwing my arm around her shoulder. I spot the tattoos on her arms surprised to see all the artwork on her. "Nice tats" Maybe one day I'll find out if she has anymore hidden underneath her clothes.
"Thanks" She says, giving me a proud smile. "Although my parents can't say the same, they hate them" She chuckles to herself as if remembering getting scolded by them.
"Strict parents?" I ask
"Oh yeah, try asian immigrant parents. As soon as I turned 18, I got them. Worked part time in high school just to save up for them. Had to wear long sleeves for months to hide it but my nosy aunt saw it under my sleeve at a family gathering and ratted me out." She tells me laughing "They were pissed but got over it."
I smile at her laughter, "My mom is pretty conservative too. I think she would kill my sister if she got one too. She would probably get all worked up but accept it later because she babys my sister so much. This is me." I say, walking to the passenger side, opening the door for her of my black new edition Range Rover.
I hear the doors open and Sienna and Devon slide in the back. Occupied in their own conversation while Quinn walks to his own car with some of the other guys.
"Nice car" Thea says, with a twitch of her eyebrow. Probably wondering how a student like me can afford such an expensive car. My dad bought it for me as a gift when I left for school. I can't help the anger that comes forth, at just the thought of my father. He's a scumbag businessman that has been up my ass about basketball and how I should focus on "more educational things". I declined the car at first but he refused to return it. Even though I hate his guts, there was no use in wasting a gift so I took it anyways.
"Thanks, got it as a college gift."
"So you have a sister? Any other siblings?" Thea asks making herself comfortable by leaning her elbow on the center console, looking at me curiously
"Yeah, Alana is younger than us by two years. I'm a freshman too, by the way. She's a junior in highschool. No other siblings, but Alana and I are pretty close." I say quickly glancing at her and switching the turn signal to drive onto campus
"That's nice. I have an older brother, but he's seven years older than me so we're not too close because of the pretty large age gap."
Once we reach the parking lot between both of our buildings we all step out of the car. I lean against it while crossing my arms, Devon and Sienna walking into the girl's building.
"Well they look like they got a long well" I say with a twitch of my lips glancing at Thea who leans next to me on the car.
"Looks like it. I swear, if they keep me up tonight with their moans or bed creaking, I'll make sure to cock block Sienna next time and hide all her snacks. I have an early class tomorrow morning" She huffs
"That why you wanted to leave the party early? She doesn't have a roommate either?"
"Yeah, I have an 8am tomorrow and I can't function on less than 7 hours of sleep. My only saving grace is that I didn't drink too much and sobered up. And yes, she does have a roommate but she's out for the night." She sighs
"Hmm, I have an early practice tomorrow. We can walk to campus together. Can I get your number to meet up?" I ask, giving her my bedroom eyes. It may be early, but I have faith I can sweet talk her into bed if I see her again. She's a lot more reserved and mellow compared to the usual girls I hook up with. Ashley usually wants to get straight to business whenever we meet up with less than stellar conversations so I'm not sure why she's interested in more.
She sighs, "Listen, I'm not sure if I'm reading this right, and I want to say this now before I give you the wrong idea, but I'm not interested in anything right now. I'm focusing on keeping my grades up this year or I'll lose my scholarship. It's really important to me but I am open to being just friends." Giving me a small nervous smile while also playing with the ends of her braids.
My shoulders drop a little. Too bad. This girl has a great personality and body. I wouldn't say I'm shallow but she's the full package. She actually seems like a genuine person that I want to get to know. I respect her honesty, a lot of the girls use me for my status and want a relationship from me but I'm only a freshman on the team and I have a lot to focus on and prove.
"Of course, I understand. We can still walk towards campus together if we bump into each other in the morning right? You pass the athletic center before reaching any of the class buildings."
"Yes, thanks for understanding and not making things weird" She smiles up at me.
"Anything for you sweetheart, I'll see you around" I say, pulling her into my arms. It's so easy to surround my whole body on her petite frame. She smells like vanilla and lavender and I want to squeeze her forever.
She returns the hug, wrapping her small arms around my waist and pulls back and walks towards her building's door waving me goodbye.
This chick is way different than the girls I'm use to hanging with. She didn't even ask what sport I played or jumped on the first thought of claiming an athlete, uninterested in me. I would say it was a blow to me ego, but I remember how her lips responded back to me with just as much eager when I kissed her back.
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