Woody and Yale Falling Under

Chapter Sixteen

Yale's Point of View

"I can't believe you ate ten doughnuts!" I laughed as we walked up the staircase to the top floor of his house, hearing our footsteps lightly trail. We had left the club a few hours ago and I had craved doughnuts and ice-cream, so Woody made a call and got some doughnut and ice-cream place to open just for us...

For me. 

I really appreciate everything he does for me.

He laughed "You ate nine!?" He glared in jest as we reached the top floor and then he threw his keys on the kitchen counter as he offered to pour me water while I rolled my eyes playfully and nodded.

"I'm pregnant." I smiled and then thought for a minute "Okay, even if I wasn't pregnant I still would have finished nine ." I shrugged in defeat.

And then he opened the fridge to retrieve the bottled water as I felt this weird sensation in my stomach and throat. He poured the liquid into a tall glass as I watched him while taking a seat on his couch.

His arms, his hair...

I inhaled.

Everything.

I swallowed and then he looked up to wink at me before tossing the empty bottle into the kitchen bin.

He was tipsy, almost drunk...He had sobered up a little since we had left the club but his eyes were still red and tired,

But still warm and golden, still hazel.

I don't want to say goodnight to him tonight even though at some point I'm going to have to, when he gets what we came here for and we leave, he takes me home and we say goodnight. 

His boss had called him while we were stuffing our faces with doughnuts and said that he needed Woody to do something for him and that they had to meet up in 2 hours, which meant...

I looked at time on my watch as my stomach began to feel even stranger,

We have exactly one hour left before we say goodnight.

He walked across the room with the glass at hand and then I smiled politely as he placed it down onto his coffee table before he pulled off his hoodie as I watched him try to pull it up and off his body but this t-shirt got caught up in it, revealing his abs below.

My eyes grew wide as his face was covered by his hoodie and my face stared at his body like my eyes were glued.

Good God, why do you temp me.

I then got up from my seat and then pulled his t-shirt down, undoing it from the mess it was caught up in and then he laughed.

"Thanks." As he pulled his hoodie off and tossed it onto the couch where I was sitting.

"I'm just going to find something else to wear, get what I need to get and then I'll drop you..."

Oh God! 

No!

I felt doughnuts, doughnuts pushing up my throat as I gagged and then his grew wide as he began to panic and so did I.

we both hopped around on one spot looking like two silly monkeys. I was hoping because I thought it would somehow keep my stomach settled as he was just purely panicking not knowing what was wrong.

I cupped my mouth with my hand and then yelled "Bathroom! Bathroom!"

I could feel it pushing again, trying to push its way out as I tried to keep myself from barfing all over this mans house and Vickrim's hoodie that I was still wearing.

"Oh, f**k" I heard him say and then felt him quickly scoop me up into his arms as he ran with me down the passage like a crazy person. I wanted to laugh at how confused and panicked he seemed but I had to focus on keeping the doughnuts down. He ran straight into his stunning bathroom with me in his arms and then place me down quickly as he lifted up the toilet seat while I instantly hunched over and released the doughnut beast inside of me as it felt like my soul was pouring out of my body in liquid form.

He held my hair back as I gagged and felt more mess run out of my mouth while I coughed and then felt his large hand rub my back gently.

"f**k," He smirked "someone cant handle their doughnuts." He said as I smiled spitting into the toilet and then playfully said "shut up!" As I felt another rush come pouring out and then he stopped rubbing my back for a minute as he let go of my hair and detached himself from touching me to run over to the big marble bathtub. He gripped the rim as he said "Oh s**t!" before he threw up doughnuts too, not being able to keep it in,

I could hear him barfing which only made me want to barf more.

I couldn't help but laugh a little as tears ran down my eyes as he tried to talk to me from across the bathroom.

"You-you okay!?" He tried to say before gagging again.

"I guess some-someone can't handle their liquor." I played as he laughed a little and then I recovered from hunching over as I was out of breath. I quickly flushed the toilet and rinsed my mouth in the basin before walking over to him to rub his back and pull his t-shirt and chain back in order to prevent him for dirtying it.

I laughed as he laughed and then he let out his last liquid monster feeling his stomach emptying. He stood up from hunching over the bathtub and then I took a quick glance at his throw up before quickly looking away.

"I can't!" I said and then he laughed standing up straight.

"What the f**k just happened!?" He smirked and then I laughed.

"I'm pregnant and you're drunk." I said with a smile on my face and then added "Ewww! Rinse your mouth!" I said and then he glared at me with evil eyes.

"Nah, kiss me!" He played with a smirk on his face as I said "No way! Get away from me." I said standing up and then he puckered up his puke mouth as he wiggled his brows.

"I'm not playing. Go rinse your mouth!" I laughed taking a few steps back as he stepped closer while I tried to cautiously plan my escapee out of the bathroom but the minute I wanted to run he had already outran me and blocked the door as I roared with laughter.

"I swear to God! Woody no!" I yelled as I grabbed the head of some water hose thing attached to his bathtub and then turned it on at full force as water sprayed from the hose, drenching him in water. I pointed it at him from head to toe as he stood in one spot covered in water while some of it had gotten into his mouth and then he spat it out as he laughed and ran towards me, gripping his arms around me as we fought over the water hose wetting his entire bathroom and ourselves.

Vickrims hoodie. s**t.

We roared with laughter like little kids as we had soaked each other from head to toe.

"Okay okay okay!" I yelled "I give up! I give up!" and then he stopped as he laughed while I handed him the hose and then he pointed it in the direction of his bathtub to hose down his vomit while walking towards me cautiously as I sat down on the edge of the bathtub and then he stood between my legs as I opened my arms to hold him.

Feeling his wet clothes against me as he placed his chin on my shoulder while looking into the bathtub continuing to clean.

We were both silent for a moment and then he spoke.

"Stay." He said softly.

"What?" I whispered as I stroked the his back with my nails.

"Tonight." He swallowed and then continued "Stay over, wait for me to come home. I won't be long." He was serious, I could feel that he was nervous too.

"I..."

"Chad's gone for the weekend" he cut me off and then said "I'll sleep on the couch." He swallowed "When I get home we can talk and watch movies and eat shitty food." He pulled himself back to tower over me and scan my face as he cleaned his teeth with his tongue.

I think it was difficult for him to ask me to stay over at his house, it's as if he was vulnerable...like he was letting me in.

He glanced away and then sniffed before turning off the hose and tossing it into the now clean bathtub.

"Come on, we not going to f*****g get this opportunity again. Let's just be realistic...Chad's never going to be out of town again for a long time. And I feel like we don't get enough time to actually talk, I just wanna..."

"Okay." I inhaled and then nodded as I stopped him mid sentence. He c****d his head back a little surprised.

"Okay?" He raised a brow with a twinkle in his eye.

I smiled and then rolled my eyes "Okay." I nodded again and then I felt his arms wrap themselves around me as he lifted me gently off the bathtub and began to smother me in tiny kisses all over my face as I pulled myself back and laughed.

"We both just threw up! No kissing my cheeks and forehead with that mouth!" I squealed and then he grabbed his toothbrush and placed toothpaste onto it. He smirked before placing the toothbrush into his mouth.

Why was that so hot.

"You're bossy," He said before beginning to brush his teeth and then continued "but your mouth be rank too." He laughed as I playfully hit his back with my flat hand and then he said "I have a spare that you can use it." He then took it out and continued in jest "you need to use it."

"Woody!" I smiled and then he laughed as he put toothpaste on his spare toothbrush and handed it to me.

I then made a pouty face and then he glanced at me.

"I wanna brush your teeth." I said and then he laughed "fine but then I wanna brush yours." He shrugged as he handed me his toothbrush and I had handed him mine before I climbed up onto the counter basin as he stepped toward me and stood between my legs. He created a big bright smile that was foamy from the toothpaste as I laughed then smiled too before we both began to brush each others teeth like crazy people.

He has such perfect teeth, they're so white and straight, kinda a little pointy too...his incisors slightly resembled vampire teeth.

"You having fun?" He struggled to say as I continued to brush his teeth and then I nodded as he brushed mine.

We then both spat into the basin before he opened the tap to flush it down and then we rinsed one last time before we both gargled mouthwash.

I looked up at him smiling as he put our toothbrushes away and then he came to stand before me again.

"Okay, all clean." He winked "Ima change and then leave soon, you can shower and change into my clothes...wear whatever you wanna." He nodded before touching my belly gently.

"You need to eat." He placed his hand on my stomach as he rubbed it a little.

"I can make you something before I leave?" He asked and then I shook my head.

"No, you're already almost late." I said to him and then he licked his lips and thought for a second "Okay, I'll order you food. Just tell me what you craving for and I'll make it happen." He said sweetly.

You, I'm craving you. 

I want you.

"Okay, thank you for being so kind." I said and then hugged him as we both felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and then he sighed before pulling himself from our hug to answer.

"Yo." He spoke holding his phone up to his ear as he looked away.

His jaw was so structured but his lips looked so soft as he licked them while in deep thought.

"Denver, I'm leaving soon also remember to leave your gun in your car when you walk in, they're really weird with that s**t. But I'm estimating about 30minutes, then we can leave." He said as he blinked fast.

He does that sometimes when he's in deep thought, he blinks twice in a row. It's the cutest thing ever.

I placed my one hand on his shoulder as I then used the other to touch his wet hair and brush it back with my fingers before I used my index finger to trail down between his brows and then over the shape of his nose, I gently touched the tip as he smiled.

"It's 40k." He answered whatever Denver had asked him. "Nah nah, I'll meet you there." He nodded before I felt his hand lightly rest in my neck before his thumb gently touched my lips. He used it to pull my bottom lip down as he watched his movement.

I couldn't breathe for a moment as I felt him doing this. I was nervous, I was shy, I was...

A little turned on by the look in his eyes as he watched my mouth.

What is he doing!?

"Sure man, tell Kelly I miss her too." He smirked "I can hear her in the background." He spoke as his thumb was still gently pulling down my bottom lip and then I slowly opened my mouth to smile and kiss the tip of his finger.

What the hell are we doing!?

"Ummmm...." he wasn't focused on Denver as he as was more focused on what I was doing.

"Yeah, ima call you back. I'm leaving, see you soon." He said and then hung up as I laughed and then he smirked.

"Don't play like that. You gon get us in trouble girl." He pressed his phone back into his pocket before leaning into me.

"I like trouble." I whispered and then he smirked.

"Clearly." He said referring to himself as his face was so close to mine I could feel his breath on my lips.

I want him to kiss me. It's a little messed up but I just want him to kiss me. I want to know what his lips feel like and I just-

He pulled himself back and took a deep breath in and then exhaled as he looked away.

"I need to get done." He said as if he pulled himself out of a world were only him and I existed.

It broke my heart a little to feel so close to him and then to feel him pull away.

He tried to turn around and walk out of the bathroom but then I gripped his arm and pulled him back, forcing him to look at me.

I'm tired of this s**t. I'm done lying to myself and pretending like there isn't something real here. 

"Why do you do that!?" My eyes switched to curiousness with a hint of slightly pissed off.

"Do what?" He shrugged. I could tell I was igniting the pissed off feeling in him too.

"This!" I gestured between us as he watched my hands move.

"You get really close and make me feel like there's something here and then you pull away and pretend like we..." I tried to speak but I was afraid to say something I might regret.

"Like we what Yale?" His brows pressed together as he licked his lips.

"Look can we f*****g talk about this when I get home, I really need to go." He said and then walked out of the bathroom as I hopped off the basin counter and followed him into his bedroom as I watched him open his closet door.

"Like we don't feel what we feel!" I yelled at him as he ruffled through his clothes.

"Yale!" He yelled as if he didn't just tell me that he wanted to talk about this later but I ignored him.

"No Quinton!" I said "Why do you do that!?" I already knew the answer but I just wanted him to know that I don't care anymore...

I have feelings for him.

"Why don't you!?" He glared at me holding a dry fresh t-shirt in his hand "You're the one in a relationship!"

"I know that!" I said.

"So then what the f**k are both doing!?" He stared at me before tossing the t-shirt onto his bed "maybe we should stop seeing each other!"

"What!" I c****d my head back as I felt my heart cracking like glass in my chest but that didn't stop me from marching up to him as he pulled out a pair of jeans and then tossed it onto his bed.

I then turned his body to face me as I stood in front of him.

"So that's your answer!? You just going to stop seeing me and we go back to our normal lives and pretend that...that what we have isn't something!?" I felt my eyes well up as he stared at them and didn't speak for a moment before he swallowed

"Yeah." He looked away and licked his lips before continuing to go through the clothes in his closet.

There was a moment of silence between us as I felt myself falling apart on the inside but I had to be strong.

If this is what he truly wants then I can't do this anymore. I can't make him want me, if he never did.

I can't...

I shook my head as a tear ran down my face and then I wiped it away and exhaled while he's eyes stayed fixed on in the inside of his closet.

I pulled the phone he bought me out of my bag I had left in the kitchen and then and walked back into his room. I placed the phone onto his bedside table and then rotated myself to walk out of the room because I can't f*****g do this anymore.

"Goodbye Quinton." I said as I felt my feet carry me across his bedroom floor. I had no clue as to how the hell I was going to get home but I just had to leave,

I can't do this s**t. I'm done with this,

I was stupid to think that he-

"If you leave and walk out the door then know we done, for real." I heard him say and I instantly felt pissed off.

"What!?" I turned around fiercely "What the f**k do you want? You push me away and then don't want me to leave!? That doesn't make sense Quinton! And what the hell is "we done" because according to you this between us is nothing!" I yelled at him throwing up my hands.

"Denver was worried about me playing with you but it seems like you're the one playing with me! Don't play with me Quinton because I can't f*****g go through this with you!"

"What the f**k do you want me to say!?" He shrugged pulling a disgusted face as he glared at me "You want me to tell you some fairytale s**t like I can't stop thinking about you and you make me better and I can't live without you!? Is that what you wanna hear?" He stepped up to me to stand at arms length "because I can't tell you that, this isn't some fairytale s**t where we can actually have a relationship outside of what this is. I'm a drug dealer who just got out of a serious relationship and you're practically married to the father of your child! How the f**k do you see this ending well for us!...because I don't!?"

"You don't!?" I was astonished but I didn't see it ending well either so asking him that was stupid because he was right.

"I don't know Yale!" He seemed pissed "Leave...stay, do whatever you wanna. I need to get done."

"You're such a piece of s**t!" I said and then he c****d his head back "Seems like you have a type, at least I'm not possessive. Here with me at least you can leave freely or are you scared to leave me too?" He was serious as his hurtful and insensitive words stung at my heart. I felt fury run red in my veins as I pulled my hand back to slap him clean across the face as I watched his damped hair fly to the right to follow the motion of his head while he then pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek where it stung. I instantly regretted it.

That's was not okay. I hate myself for doing that. No, I love- 

I think I love...him.

or maybe I don't, I'm confused.

He then exhaled through his nose and then swallowed before his eyed slowly met mine before he licked his lips and nodded as if he was talking to himself in his head and agreed with his thoughts.

"I'm sorry." I said feeling like utter s**t, I'm slowly turning into Chad and that's f****d up I don't ever want to be him.

"You should be, but so am I. I took it too far." He said in his thick rough voice as he stepped up to tower over me to kiss my forehead and then he pulled away before I lifted my hand to touch his cheek where I had slapped him.

I cupped his jaw as I looked up at him. "I'm really sorry."

"I've been shot before, I'm good." He smiled small and then it disappeared.

I'm in love with this man and I can't pretend that I'm not.

"Can we talk we I get home? Please stay." He said and then I nodded softly "Okay." I swallowed before I felt him lift his hand to reach for my face as he slowly titled my head up and then exhaled deeply as if he had lost a fight with himself.

He slowly leaned in as I didn't move while my heart had raced in my chest I could feel it swelling in my throat before I felt his soft lips sweetly press themselves against mine and for a minute I couldn't breath,

I couldn't move, I could just feel...

him, kissing me cautiously as I parted my lips to feel him do the same.

I- 

He- 

We're f****d.

I remember the taste of his lips from when he had saved me. I didn't know I had missed it as much as I did, feeling him greet my mouth with his addiction.

He pulled back and looked away as if he was disappointed in himself.

"Quinton?" I questioned him as I was still taken back and confused.

"We're already in too deep." He said "I'ma have to..." he was in the midst of saying something as his phone rang and then he sighed before answering it "Yo, chill I'll be there soon." He spoke and then walked over to his closet unbuckled his pants, took it off and pulled on news dry jeans while he tried to hold his phone to his ear with his shoulder as I could hear Denver yelling through the speaker.

"When I f*****g say I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon. Cover for me, I'm on my way Den." He said and then I picked up the clean t-shirt from his bed and handed it to him.

He put it on as I watched him be topless for a few seconds and then he was clothed.

He then opened the draw of his dresser and pulled out a pen to write on a scrap piece of paper taking notes of whatever Denver was saying.

"Cool. I'm leaving, look man the longer you keep me on the phone the longer it's going to take for me to get there!" He said and then hung up before glancing at me and said "shower, there's money in probably every draw in this house...order food if you're hungry, wear my clothes and if you're tired you can sleep in my bed...I'll crash downstairs or on the couch in the lounge area." He said reminding me of everything he had already told me as if he was a concerned parent leaving to have a dads night out.

He then placed the note back onto his dresser and then walked through the door before stopping dead in his tracks, he turned around and jogged back to me as he had an expression on his face that told me he had forgotten something. 

He paused for a moment and then he kissed my cheek sweetly before rushing out in a hurry, grabbing his keys in the kitchen, leaving me to feel like this, 

warm and cared for.

I inhaled as I felt my arms cradle me, I closed my eyes for a minute and then shook my head lightly as I fell back into reality. I swallowed and cupped my forehead with my hand.

Oh god, I'm screwed. 

I felt my heart trying to calm itself in my chest before I glanced over at the note causing me to instantly small.

It read "I play for keeps."