《With You |COMPLETED》Chapter Seventeen | how to fall for a bad boy
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"Guys I don't wanna go to dinner," I whimpered out, lying flat on the bed in my swimsuit. Damien had left to get ready in Alex's room because I took way too long with my hair.
Ashley and Emily had their dresses laid out on my bed. "Hey, why is your bed still made from yesterday?" Emily questioned a small smirk on her face as I froze.
Last night was something else. I couldn't even put it into words if I tried. I also realized that the way he held me last night made it extremely hard to get up when I had to use the restroom.
"Why does my closet smell like saliva and secrets?" I shot back getting Ashley to choke on her bottle of water she was drinking.
The boys didn't go out to the beach with us today. Instead, they drove around and ate at different places until Alex got sick. The girls and I tanned all day and I am now a beautiful golden color.
"Ouch. Anyways we are going to help get you ready," Emily called spanking my butt to make me move.
"Okay, Fine!" I yelled, flinching at the pain in my rear. I got up slowly so they could drag me to the blue carnival striped bathroom. I did love the room, it had an entire wall made of windows and not to mention seashells and pictures of starfish were everywhere in light pink.
Ashley pushed me into the shower for me to wash and when I was finished I was swept into a desk chair Emily had brought in from the bed room.
Emily went to take a shower after me and was out in no time. "Let's do curls," Ashley mumbled, getting a small frown.
"No do like a low bun updo. It would be perfect." Emily whined, getting a smile from me. Ashley grabbed my wet hair and held it on the hair line on my neck. I had to agree with Emily, a low bun with some hairs falling out would be pretty.
When Ashley finally agreed she started on a very romantic type up-do. It had a few twist that led into a low bun with a few hairs hanging out of it that were curled.
"Wow Ash," I whispered out, glancing in the mirror at her smiling face. Emily came back into the bathroom wearing a deep red, short, spaghetti strap, satin dress that had a v-neck bodice. There was ruching on the front that showed off her curves and I wanted to applaud her. Before I could even move my hands I saw the side slit in the already short dress.
"Holy cow did you come to fu-"
"Let's do your makeup!" She squealed, a small laugh coming from her before I could finish. Ashley had just finished my hair and ran out of the room so she could change.
I had to close my eyes so Emily could do her magic. Ashley was yelling about something before she left the room, leaving me anxiously waiting for Emily to finish.
We were going to a super fancy restaurant to celebrate. I don't exactly know what we were celebrating but my mother was determined to celebrate.
I wasn't complaining, my friends and I had a plan to enjoy this night as long as possible.
"There, oh god, you're sexy," Emily clapped, making me laugh. I finally opened my eyes and smiled, she actually went light on the makeup, giving me a soft brown smoky eye.
"Oh wow," I whispered getting a laugh from Ashley as she walked back in. She was wearing a light peach, short, halter dress that had a lace flower design. They both had their hair down, leaving me slightly different from the group.
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"Come on, put your shoes on! The guys are waiting!" Ashley called, holding out a pair of nude heels for me. I quickly slipped them on before standing up.
I was nervous to see how the guys looked. So nervous that when I opened the bedroom door I almost passed out at the sight of Damien. He was wearing a black button up dress shirt and black slacks. It was an all black look and boy did he pull it off.
When I met his face he looked just as stunned about me as I was about him.
"Wow," I mumbled, letting out a small giggle snapping him out of his state. He let a small smile slip onto his lips as Ashley and Emily piled out of the room. Alex and Xavier look amazing as well, they both had buttoned up shirts and slacks as well. Although Xavier was wearing a black jacket over his light blue button up.
"Damn," Xavier chuckled, watching me shut the door behind the girls. I smiled at them, a small laugh coming from me.
My eyes traveled back to Damien, it was hard not to. His hair was perfect and-
"Are you going to walk, little flower?" Damien chuckled, his hand reaching around to my mid back. I hadn't noticed that everyone had already started walking, leaving me embarrassed.
Act cool.
I walked through the hallway of the hotel. I didn't exactly know what to say to him. "You look very beautiful Thea," Damien said quietly, snapping me out of my thoughts. I glanced away from the hallway to look at him, a blush forming on my cheeks.
"Damien," I warned, getting a cocky smirk in the process. "You don't look too bad yourself." A laugh came from him at my comment, his eyes meeting mine with a small smile.
The way to dinner was quiet but when we got there I didn't realize how fancy it was. I was almost impressed at how beautiful the restaurant was. It had windows on most of the ceiling and wine was covering the walls by the table we were escorted to.
My mother and Xavier's father were already waiting for us when we got there. It was weird being in a fancy situation, maybe not for Damien because his family was loaded but for mine it was. It was a dimly lit room with dark wooden X's across the walls holding at least hundreds of bottles.
Damien pulled a chair out for me a small smile forming on my face as I took the chair. He was only really like this when my mother was around. She has grown a liking toward him and I think he is trying to be on her good side.
Dinner was a blast, Ashely had got pasta while I settled for a soup. She kept going on and on about how she ate her pasta and all her problems just disappeared. It was quite funny actually.
At the end of dinner, Xavier had decided that a movie night would be fun. No one disagreed with him, Emily kept talking about a new movie that she was dying to see.
I just wanted to change out of this dress. Not that it wasn't comfortable but the fact the waiter kept staring at me like the piece of meat on Damien's plate made it less comfortable. Damien looked annoyed by the waiter as well, every time he tried to talk to me I felt Damien's eyes stare him down until he left.
"Thea twenty minutes! Don't be late!" Ashley called to me from the hallway. Damien had come to change also, giving Ashley a thumbs up before he opened the door.
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"Are you having fun?" I asked the dark haired boy as the door shut behind us as we entered the room. My attention turned to him, sitting at the edge of the bed with a small smile.
"Why wouldn't I be, little flower?" He chuckled, his hands leaning on his knees. I couldn't help but shrug my shoulders at him.
"You haven't really talked to me today," my voice was mumbled as I made my way in front of him. I know I sounded a bit selfish but we didn't really talk tonight.
I felt him grab my arm, making me glance up at him. Damien wore a thin smile as he watched me.
God his eyes were so green. I couldn't even put them into words. It was like falling into something beautiful and never wanting to get up.
"Thea," He whispered, making me realize how close he was to my face. His lips were so close.
I don't know if he said, Thea, because he wanted me to kiss him or so that he could stand up and move away from me. I'll give you a hint, it's the last option...
Whatever it was, I was embarrassed and sick of it. Maybe it was my breaking point or maybe the fact I kept stealing sips of my mother's margarita when she wasn't looking that took over me.
"I'm so tired of your mood swings." I gritted out, looking away from him. I was so done with him and his stupid green eyes.
"What are you talking about?" He shot back, obviously knowing what I meant. His body faced toward the window, his arms crossed in annoyance.
"You get close to me and then you stop, it's annoying. You are worse than me on my period."
"Thea it's not that," Damien mumbled out, not daring to glance my way. I didn't want him to watch me either because I was fuming.
"Why are you so scared your own emotions Damien, it's ridiculou-"
"Because I don't want to fall in love Th-" His voice was sharp as he finally turned to look at me. I let out a laugh, shaking my head at him. I didn't really know what to think of him anymore. You don't attempt to kiss your friends, so we weren't friends.
"You're just scared of the way I make you feel because you would rather feel nothing," I hissed under my breath, angering him even more. His hands went to his face as I got up to go to the bathroom, not wanting to be in his sight.
"God damn it, Thea, will you please let me finish talking just once!" He yelled a lot louder. I was one hundred percent sure Emily and them could hear him. It even made me unsteady, causing me to freeze.
I didn't even notice he hadn't finished any of his sentences. Whoops...
I turned slowly back to him with my arms crossed over my torso, ready to listen to the reasons why someone like him would never date someone like me.
Damien ran his hands through his hair a couple time, his breathing was deep as he tried to calm down. When he finally looked at me his feet made their way closer to me until we were only a couple feet away from each other.
"I didn't want to fall in love with you Thea at all-" I couldn't help but let out a stiff laugh, looking at the ground in annoyance. Damien sucked in a huge breath, making me quickly shut my mouth but my eyes never left the ground.
"I didn't want to fall in love with you at all. But, last night when you laid with me I forgot about all of that. I forgot that I had a fucked up life because of you," Damien's voice was quiet as I slowly started to look at him. I didn't dare say anything because I knew he wasn't done.
"I didn't want to get close to you but at some point, you smiled at me and I never felt like leaving your side." He breathed out, making me shake my head at him.
"Then why do you act like you are so annoyed with m-" His voice cut me off but I didn't say anything. If he had to cut me off for me to get answers then this is how I was going to do it.
"Because I hate the feeling. I have never felt it and I hate it. I hate that every time you look at me I want to hold yo-"
"If you hate it so much then why do you come over? Why are you even here then?" I don't know why I was so mad, maybe because he just told me he had feelings for me and he hated it. Damien seemed frustrated with his words as well like they weren't exactly coming out right.
"Because I think I love you, Thea!" I closed my eyes when his voice raised, making me look away from him. Love is such a strong word that I've never heard him use. Don't get me wrong, I was beyond happy, but I couldn't help but wonder if he used any of this on Kyla as well.
"Did you tell Kyla that?" I whispered, getting a sad laugh from him. Yes, I am jealous okay? I get that way at some times.
"Because it's gonna really suck if you did and I'm over here wearing an expensively stupid dress and heels to hear the same words," I don't know why we both cracked stupid smiles at my shitty humor in a bad situation.
I looked down with a small smile until I felt a pair of warm hands grab my cheeks. His hands moved my head to look at him, "I've never said that to anyone." He whispered making me smile slightly.
Was it weird feeling someone else's lips against yours? It was more comforting than anything. The way he finally decided to lean and kiss me. I didn't exactly react at first but I kissed back. He kept his hands against my cheeks leaving me smiling into the kiss.
"Oh my god!" A loud scream interrupted the one happy moment in my life. I jumped out of the kiss to quickly look over at Ashley who was attempting to leave the room.
"I was just wondering when you guys were coming and oh my god I'm telling everyone!" Her voice was normal but progressively got louder as she ran down the hallway, leaving the door open.
I couldn't help but let out a laugh, turning back to Damien who slowly rested his forehead on mine.
"We better go," I said quietly, a small laugh coming out of my mouth at the screaming down the hallway.
Walking into that room was going to be terrifying but I was ready.
I think.
Ashley's dress
Emily's dress.
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