Craved

Chapter 2.

Alison POV. 

I curled my hair in the bathroom mirror, Maddie stood behind me. 

“You look nice,” she tells me. 

“Thanks,” I respond, looking at myself in the mirror. 

I did look good, at least as good as I could manage. 

“You don’t have to go back, you know,” she tells me. “You’re more than welcome to stay.” 

“I know,” I smile at her in the mirror.

Maddie graciously let me stay with her for two months now and I felt as if I was a burden for her. 

“That colour looks good on you,” she says, gesturing to the lilac purple top I wore. 

“Thanks,” I smile at her again, but even I knew that it looked off. 

“Nervous?” 

“A little.” 

“Why?” 

“I’m nervous to see him… I miss him,” I confess. God, did I miss him. I missed everything about him. His smell, his smile, the way he brushes his fingers through his hair… everything. 

“What will you say to him?” 

“I don’t know… I’m worried too,” I say, applying another coat of blush. 

“Why are you worried?” 

“I’m worried because… Well he hasn’t showed up to Last Words or even the Red…” I turned away from the mirror and down at my makeup brushes. 

“So, you’re worried that he’s not still interested in you?” she asks and hearing it out loud made my heart race. I snapped my head up and looked in the mirror at her, yet again. 

I nod my head in response, too afraid to talk in case my voice isn’t strong enough. 

“That’s horse s**t!” Maddie exclaims. 

I pull my eyebrows together and finally turn around, leaning back against the sink. 

“Zac is so annoyingly and completely in love with you that as your best friend, it is sickening to watch,” she says, and I laugh. “You can see it in everything he does for you and God, don’t even get me started on the way he looks at you!” 

“What do you mean ‘the way he looks at me?’” 

“He looks at you as if you were Mother Nature, like you created everything on this planet. It’s a look of awe and so much love…” 

“I did, though,” I joke, and Maddie chuckled.

I thought about all the times I caught him looking at me, and how every time he made me so incredibly nervous because I could see the love. 

I said goodbye to Maddie and couldn’t thank her enough for having me. 

When I rounded the corner on my old street, I could feel my heart race. After parking my car in my usual spot, I sat there giving myself a couple of minutes. I silently retrieved my things from my boot and head up the stairs, trailing my suitcase behind me. 

I took a deep breath before opening the door, dragging in my luggage, but before I could close the door, I could hear him. 

“Emmet, did you get the pizza like-” Zac tried to say. He was so incredibly beautiful.

I felt as if the wind was knocked out of my body. Seeing him now was like finally finding a missing puzzle piece to my soul and then connecting them. I needed him. 

He wore his grey trackpants and white top as per usual, but there was something notably different about him, more specifically his face. 

I felt as if I was going to faint just from the mere sight of him. 

He stood completely frozen, looking at me in shock. 

I didn’t even tell Emmet I was coming back, so I can’t even imagine his thoughts now seeing me. 

“Hi,” I said, softly. Everything was too silent in the room and I needed to break it. Even I could tell that my voice was full of nerves and I was breathing rapidly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you I was coming back, but I just-”

Suddenly, in no less than two strides he was across the room and lips crashed against mine. 

Two months of being deprived of him and having him now compressed against me was overwhelming. 

fuck, did I miss him. 

His taste, his smell and even the feel of his body pressed against mine was intoxicating. Everything about him makes all the cells in my body jump and craved every single bit of it. 

He backed me up against the front door and slamming it close. 

I gasp and he takes that opportunity to push tongue inside my mouth, tentatively stroking my tongue and making everything south of my jump. 

I’ve barely been here for a couple of minutes and already he was making me so incredibly wet. He presses his body up against me so I can feel his growing erection and I moan, tilting my head back. 

How could I possibly have left him?

“f**k, Angel,” he whispers against my lips. 

I moan softly again. 

Never stop calling me ‘Angel’. It is the most beautiful sound and I needed him to keep calling me the nickname that I have loved. 

One of his hands reaches up and clutches my jaw, tipping my head back so that my mouth is positioned wider for him. 

Taste me, baby. 

His other hand runs down the side of my body, feeling all of my curves and dips, until they grip the back of my leg and he hikes it up so that his hips were positioned in the most perfect spot - my most sensitive spot. 

I wish I could take away the barrier between us, to have him buried deep inside of him. 

He began pulling up my shirt, putting his beautiful hands against my stomach. I whimpered when he began moving his hands down slowly, unbuttoning the button on my jeans and pulling down my zipper. I shook softly when the zipper and his finger touched my most sensitive spot and I craved for him to go back. He pressed his hips against me, as if he was listening to my thoughts and I moaned softly. 

I can’t do this. This isn’t what I came here for. No matter how much I had missed him, this isn’t what was meant to happen. 

Just as he’s about to push his hands into my underwear, I grab his wrists. 

“Stop,” I whisper, and I put my hand on his chest to push him away. 

We were both breathing heavily, trying to catch our breath. 

Zac held his hands against the wall beside my head, creating a cage like stance around my body. We both kept our heads together, breathing in the air that the other let out. 

I took in a deep breath 

“Sorry,” he whispers. After staying close to him for a couple of moments, he pulls away. 

“It’s… it’s fine,” I try and say. 

I could feel my cheeks were red and I look over his face, something really was different. His eyes searched my face but then he looked away, keeping his eyes anywhere on the room but on me. I watch him brush his hair back and almost laugh when he does. 

“How… how are you?” he asks, and for some reason this makes me laugh. I begin fixing myself up again, pulling down my shirt and doing up my pants until I was all put together. 

“What?” he asks and can tell he is nervous.

“You practically jump me and now you’re asking me how I am,” I say, and I chuckle again. 

“Yeah, I guess I am,” he says, and he brushes his hair back, again. 

I wish I could film him doing it so that I could watch it over and over again.  

“I’m great,” I said, keeping the conversation going. I want him to continue talking, and to keep him close to him so I could smell him.  

“Are you hungry? Thirsty?” he asked. He’s so attentive, and it’s something that I love about him. 

“No, I’m fine, thank you.” 

With him looking away, it gave me the perfect opportunity to assess his appearance. He is so incredibly beautiful, but something was off. His usual deep blue eyes were shades darker from crescent shadows underneath his eyes.

He hasn’t been sleeping. 

It was like someone had stabbed me in my chest and I suck in a breath. 

Without controlling myself, my hand reaches out and I cup his face, brushing underneath his eyes with the pad of my thumb… as if that would take away his tiredness. 

“You haven’t been sleeping,” I state, and it hurts me to say it out loud. He looks up at me and I don’t even try and hide the fact that I was about to cry. 

I remembered how he told me he doesn’t sleep properly without me there. 

“I’m sleeping fine,” he lies.

I draw my hand away, disappointed. 

He looks at the suitcase next to me and changes the subject.

“Are you staying?” he asks, keeping his eyes on my suitcase.

“For now,” I say and nod my head. 

I’ll stay as long as I can, but only if Zac and I do not get int the way. I had already started looking into affordable housing, but for now I’m here until I do. 

“I’ll let you get settled in,” he says and takes a couple steps back. 

He turns on his heels as Emmet walks through the front door and I watch Zac leave down the corridor and to his room.