Bad Reputation

Episode 14

Malia’s POV. 

As we pulled up next to Damon’s house after our day in Brooklyn. I was feeling happy. The day had been great I didn’t like the way Blake was with me at first, but I kind of liked the way Damon has asked him to back off. I really liked Roxy and Jenny, they seemed fun and relaxed. I think maybe there was something between Roxy and Damon. It made sense though the bad boy and the bad girl. I guess I’ll have to ask him to find out.

I wasn’t ready for my time with Damon today to end yet. 

I felt nervous and I little nauseous too. So in a very low voice I asked. 

“Do you want to come inside? My dad won’t be home for a while anyway.” I didn’t dare to look at him as I asked. 

“Sure.” I heard him say. 

We sat on my couch with space between us watching tv. A comfortable silence between us. My mind was racing. What if there is something between him and Roxy, what if he turns out to be a jerk. Do I really want to take a chance like that. But I do kind of like him I think. He seems different than other guys I’ve met. I decided the only why to know is to ask, so I broke the silence. 

“Can I ask you something?” I turned towards him in the couch. He did the same and said. “Ask away.” 

I swallowed hard before asking. 

“A..a..are you and um um and Roxy together?” I didn’t dare look at him as I asked. He chuckled a little. 

“No we ain’t together. We used to hook up though when we were younger though.” He answered. “I’m single, if that’s what you are asking.” At that I looked up at him still feeling kind of exposed. Once again a silence fell, this time it was kind of tense. 

“Do you want to kiss me?” I said not able to stop myself. I’m an i***t!! Why the hell did I ask him that!? Damon just looked at me for a second then he smirked. 

“Never mind, I’m just being stupid.” I said starting to get up from the couch. I didn’t get far, as a hand grabbed my wrist. Damon pulled me down to we were chest to chest. He looked straight in my eyes, and used his hand to remove a strand of hair from my face.

“Malia I want nothing more than to kiss you.. But before, I want you to know... I don’t do relationships, so only if you are sure... you’re the only one in this town I actually consider being friends with, and I don’t want to ruin that.” He said in a low husky voice. Our lips were inches apart, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. At the same time my mind was panicking! I felt my heart beating way to fast and my breath got caught in my throat. 

“f**k it!” He said, his lips crashing against mine. For a few seconds I was shocked, but then I kissed him back. His hands landing on my hips. He tucked at my bottom lip with his teeth begging for access and I gave it to him. As soon as our tongues met Damon made a throaty grunt. And my hands found their way to his hair, I tucked at it and that resulted in another grunt from him and a moan escaped my lips at the same time. His lips felt perfect against mine, he is a really good kisser. We were in a full on make out session, and Damon’s hands went from my hips and starting moving up underneath my top. 

Suddenly I couldn’t breath, my brain was screaming at me.. His hands on me felt like knives.. I was in total panic! I threw myself back, got up from the couch, out of breath. I collapsed on the chair on the other end of the room, keeping my knees to my chest and hid my face. I kept replaying that night in my head. 

“Get out, get out!!! GET OUT!!!!” I said or rather yelled at him. “What the f**k?!” I heard him say, I didn’t look at him once, and soon after I heard the front door open and then close. My breath came back to me, and the tears started rolling down my face. I didn’t think I had any tears left to cry...