What Are We?

Chapter Six

A loud ringing woke me up. I grabbed my phone, which was the source of the ringing. I stopped the alarm and looked at my phone. Monday? I've been in my bed since Saturday?! My stomach growled loudly, and I felt as if I were about to vomit. A text notification was seen at the top of my phone. I clicked it immediately. A text from "Chunky Monkey" I giggled at the name I gave Christian.

'U up?' I smiled and texted back.

'Yea and hungry." My stomach growled at the text.

'I'll bring u food when I come to pick u up' I smiled again. This is why he's my Best friend.

'Thxs'

'Np'

I put my phone on the charger and rushed to get ready.

"You know you should shave. Your mustache is getting a little thick." Christian said examining my face. I pushed him and frowned as he fell into a fit of laughter.

"f**k you." He pushed me further onto the wall, planting kisses on my neck and smiling.

"I know you want to," He mumbled into my neck. "But, I'm saving myself for 'the one'." I sensed humor in his voice and I pushed him off of me again.

"You're such a pervert," I said putting my hand on my hip. He copied my actions.

"You're such a pervert." He said in an annoying high-pitched voice.

"I don't sound like that!" I crossed my arms and pouted. He smiled and walked up to me.

"You're right you don't." He kissed my forehead and I wrapped my arms around his waist. "You sound like an Angel." He continued as I leaned on his chest. I heard his heartbeat, at a steady, soothing rhythm. I was knocked out of my thoughts by a loud familiar voice.

"Get a room!" Jealousy filled Jamie's loud voice.

"Okay," I said simply grabbing Christians hand and pulling him down the hall into an empty classroom. I sat on the teacher’s desk and he stood in between my legs.

"Where is your homework, Ms. Fields?" He asked grabbing my waist and rubbing against me. I giggled at his role play. I pulled his collar, so he leaned into me and whispered in his ear.

"Oh, I believe I've forgotten it at home, Sir. Is there any way I can make it up?" He laid me on the desk and kissed me roughly.

"I think we can figure something out." He growled raising my shirt. He kissed my stomach and unbuttoned my school pants. He put his hand into my pants and ran a finger along my s*x.

"Chris-" He kissed me again, silencing me. Our tongues fought as he rubbed my s*x harder. I met his strokes and soon I was panting.

“Sam, what’s the matter? You seem breathless..” He whispered, pulling my underwear to the side and pushing his finger inside of me, I moaned out and he silenced me with a deep kiss. “Mmm, c*m for me, Baby.” His fingers moved faster inside me, and I lost my senses, moaning his name. I came hard onto his fingers and my body went limp under him.

"I love you.." I whispered unconsciously. He froze and backed away from me.

"I-I've got to go." I stood quickly and grabbed his arm.

"No. I didn't mean to say that, Chris." He looked anywhere, but at me. "Look at me.." I said as he continued to look away. I cupped his face and turned it making him look me in the eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He tried to pull away, but I just deepened the kiss. He pushed me off of him.

"I've got to go, Sam." I stood bewildered. I hugged him tightly and he sighed.

"You don't have to go. I didn't mean to say that. Please don't leave me. I need you." Tears streamed down my cheeks and he held me. He held me like he always did and let me cry in his arms. He feels the same. I just know he does…