Chapter 7
He looked at me as if trying to work out what my words meant and then gave a small chuckle and said,
"Yeah I like you too,"
"Really," I nearly shouted with excitement
"Yeah, your like the sister I never had," what? Wait! Did he just say sister!
"Oh, thats - that's great," I sounded disappointed, and I hoped he didn't notice it plastered all over my face. I felt stupid for even opening my drunking mouth. Who knew I probably would have regretted telling him once I was sober but then again there was a part of me which hoped he would say 'i like you too' a big part I must say.
"We're here," Adrian said, bring my thoughts back to reality. I watched as he paid the driver before getting out after me. I nearly tripped while getting out but just managed to save myself the embarrassment. Thank god.
We didn't talk on our way to our room even though we stood very close to each other, due to his arm around my waist holding me to his side tightly, incase 'I fall and hurt my self' as Adrian had said.
Our room was just like we had left it a few hours ago. I was tired as hell and all I wanted to do was go to sleep. The drinks from earlier was making my head feel heavy and sore.
"Amy what are you doing?" I heard Adrian ask from behind me as I stood by the bed and gathered the bottom of the dress I was wearing in my hands and pulled the dress up trying to take it off but thanks to the tightness and me not unzipping it, the dress got stuck at my chest.
"Its stuck," I stated, which was pretty obvious. I turned around and tried to pull the material down but I repeat, due to the tightness, it remained stuck at my chest. I huffed, annoyed. The dress was making it hard to breathe.
"Why are you just standing there, you idiot. Help me!" I felt bad for shouting but no one should blame me because he was standing there like a statue. But its good I shouted because it caught his attention from where I can bet all my money on, was fixed on my lacy bra.
"Um o-okay," he moved closer and didn't stop until he was directly in front of me, looking straight into my eyes. I felt his hands cup my breasts from the sides where the dress was stuck, which made goose bumps appear all over my body. He pushed his hands upwards trying to move the dress and once I had sucked my breath in, standing straight, surprisingly it moved. Once it was above my chest, he pulled it over my head and i watched as it fell to the ground. I brought my eyes back to Adrian and found him smirking down at me. Before I could ask why he was smirking, he wrapped his arms around my waist and fulled me to him stopping any thoughts that were running through my mind.
I felt drawn in by his eyes, like I couldn't move my eyes to look any where else. I felt him move in and his hot breath hit my face. Still smirking he brought his lips really close, separated by just a thin margin of air. Air that would have been eliminated if what happened next hadn't had happen. I was going to vomit! My eyes widened as I felt something moving up inside my throat threating to burst open my mouth, that I had clamped shut with my hand pressed to it. Not wasting another second I turned around and ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I just managed to make it near the toilet when I threw up.
It lasted a long time. The vomiting. Whilst the whole time Adrian was knocking on the door yelling for me to open the door. Seriously what had happened out there? Was he really going to kiss me? I asked my self just before I threw up again. Once I knew my stomach had nothing left in it I rinsed my mouth and unlocked the door after grabbing a huge towel to wrap round my body which till this moment I forgot had nothing hut underwear.
"What happened? Are you ok?" Adrians worried voice met me just outside the bathroom.
"Nothing happened, just been sick because of the drinks," I sounded dead, my voice sounded weak. I felt weak and just wanted to go to bed but I refused wanting a shower first. So without saying another word I grabed a baggey t-shirt with linen short shorts and walked to the bathroom.
After I had showered, I felt fresh. No sign of drunkness visible on me. I walked out and found Adrian already under the covers, probably sleeping. I really wanted to dry my hair hair but thought against it, as I didn't want to wake him up. So I wrapped a fresh towel round my hair and got into bed.
"I like you Adrian, but not as a brother," I said out loud before falling into deep sleep.
*
I woke up to the bright sunshine coming through the window and hitting my face, blinding me as I tried to open my eyes. Finally when I managed to open my eyes I noticed Adrian wasn't in bed so I got out of bed and walked near the bathroom but stopped when I heard his voice coming from outside in the corridor. Why was he standing outside? I mentally questioned. Curious, I moved closer and quickly realised he was talking on the phone because only his voice was coming to my ears.
"You know I can't do that," I heard him state
I was going to move away because I didn't think I would gain anything from listening to his conversation and also because it didn't feel right listening in, but that was before I heard my name being said,
"But I can't do that to Amy, you know how much she hates him," I heard Adrian say
Followed by, "ok I will, but I swear mum if she never takes to me again I'm holding you responsible,"
I continued to listen, "ok bye,"
It went silent and I guessed he was coming back in so I hurried to the bathroom. Confused.
What could make me never want to talk to Adrian again?
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