The Taunting (College Life #1)

I think he made love to me, Jill

"Listen to me Eliza, this is serious. I want you to tell me everything that happened, and don't leave anything out." Her voice was hard and stern. 

"Ok. When we had sex in his car, it felt different. In the past, all the boyfriends I've had sex with, it was regular and wasn't worth repeating, but with Andreas, it's different. I felt like a virgin, never have I ever been nervous, or felt vulnerable. But at the same time, I was confident and knew that it would be amazing." 

"Now, I could just be reading into this, but I believe, deep down, that he made love to me. The way he touched me, he didn't just look at me, he looked at me. I swear to you Jill, he stopped breathing." I want to tell her how he lifted my legs and stared at my vagina, but that is too much.

She loops an arm around my shoulder, "I don't think you made it up, Eliza. Your gut feeling is always right, he definitely made love to you. People say that you can't be in love with someone only after knowing them for a short while, but I call bullshit. Those are people that fell hard for someone quickly, and it didn't work out. That's not you and Andreas. He may not admit it, but I know he's head over heels for you. Did you know that he turned down tons of girls at the party?"

I look aghast, "Are you serious?"

"As a heart attack. He's never done that before, so it must mean something. Love can come fast, or slow. It can feel good or bad. Eliza, don't bring this up to him, guys get freaked out by the L-word.  Do you want to date him?"

"God, no! I like being around him, and he makes me feel things no other guy has made me feel in a while, plus, he doesn't want a girlfriend, not after what happened with his ex." 

"What happened with this ex?"

"She cheated on him with his best friend. He found her riding him, ever since then, he hasn't trusted women. Before you ran off like a scaredy-cat to the bathroom, he was so angry, but also had terror in his eyes, it was crazy. And when I brought him food to his room, he was laying on the bed, in a cationic state."

She grins, "What?" 

"You brought him food? Oh, girl, you like him soooooooo much. I got a question, you ever read "A Court of Mist and Fury" by Sarah J. Maas?"

I give her a dumbfounded look, "You know I don't read."

She breezes by that and explains, "Whatever, not important. Basically, in the book, the male character Rhysand is in love with this human-turned Fae, Feyre Acheron. He confesses his love to her at his family's cabin, it was so beautiful and I'd never felt my heartbeat so much. After the confession, she offered him a bowl of soup, to which he was shocked by." 

"Why would he be shocked that, she gave him soup?" 

"Because, in the Fae culture, when a female offers the male food, that means she's accepted the mating bond." 

I'm still confused, "Ok, what does that have to do with my situation."

"The point is, you don't do things, or in this case, offer food to someone you don't like, or love. You want to be with him, Eliza. Maybe not now, but in the future, you will. You care for him; you worry about him. I could be reading into this, but maybe I'm not."

"He doesn't want a girlfriend."

"Just because he said it, doesn't mean it's true."

"Uh, yes, it is true. You didn't hear the way he said it, the way he looked when he said that. There's nothing I can do to change his mind, or make him fall for me." 

She sighs, "Nothing is set in stone. Have faith." 

"Faith? Can I buy that from Amazon?" She laughs. 

Andreas P.O.V-

"I'll see you guys later," I say goodbye to Teddy and Juliette. 

Shutting the door, I start walking back to the living room, but then I hear a voice upstairs. I didn't know anyone was here. Teddy, Juliette, and I spent the past half hour watching game footage, to which she spent most of her time on the phone. 

The benefit of watching game footage is to see what you can work on, and get better at it. In our game against Stanford, even though we won, there were a lot of mistakes that were made that shouldn't have been made. Our coach cursed us out after the game, while we were getting ready to talk to the press. He was happy on the field, yes, because we beat Stanford and ruined their 8-year streak of beating us.

Our next game is against Notre Dame. 

Walking up the stairs, I hear the one voice coming from Bridget's bedroom. That can't be her, she has a class around this time. But I wouldn't put it past her to skip it. Looking through the crack, I see that it's not Bridget, but her little sister, Elizabeth.

She has notecards in her hand, as she talks to her iPad, that's recording her.  

". . .and it's very influential. Most people on various internet sites such as Twitter or Instagram, call the show "vulgar" and "inappropriate", which isn't wrong, the show does have numerous amounts of unnecessary nudity. Besides that, factor, the show has shown the ups and downs of what being a teen is like and the construct of society. Showing triggering scenes of breakdowns and panic attacks. Many kinds of people can relate, and take lessons from it." She then shuts off the camera and does a victory dance.

I just stand there, staring at her in all her glory. She's so fucking beautiful. Those sexy hips of Her's twirl around as she throws the notecards all around her. I involuntarily laugh, which has her turning towards the door and screaming.

"What the hell are you doing!" She covers herself up like I found her naked. I wish I did, it's been too long since I've seen her body.