I shook my head, “stop it,” I giggled, squirming under his grasp.
“Stop what?” he questioned, innocently.
I rolled my eyes and pulled him off me. Straddling myself on top of him, I made sure my legs were in each side of him so I was sitting on his abdomen and placed my hands on top of his shoulders. Bending down I kissed him lightly and playfully pulled back, enjoying the frown he gave me.
Suddenly, the door slammed open. I jumped off Vincent and felt my cheeks burn a crimson red in embarrassment and shock. Turning around I realised it was Lizzie who started muttering something like, “oh God, always in the wrong time.” I gave her a confused expression, she just muttered a never mind and left the room.
“What happened?” I asked, glancing at Vincent.
Shrugging his shoulders, he awkwardly looked away.
“Vincent?”
This wasn’t like him?
What on earth happened for Vincent to be acting like this?
“Vincent?” I repeated, a little louder this time.
Sighing, he looked over at me.
“You’re not going to let this go are you?”
I shook my head in response, “what happened? Was it about yesterday?” I asked, curiously.
He nodded in response.
“Well…,” I said, raising my brow, ever so slightly.
“Do I really have to explain?” he mumbled, scratching the back of his head. Clearly he was uncomfortable about whatever happened.
I shook my head, “No, it’s okay,” I started. He let out a sigh of relief, Unfortunately, I wasn’t quite finished. “I can always ask Lizzie,” I smirked.
His smile dropped. He inhaled deeply, “Lizzie saw me naked,” he muttered quickly, almost too quick that I almost didn’t catch it, almost.
“What?” I exclaimed, feeling my jaw drop.
Vincent flushed slightly, “Lizzie saw me naked,” he repeated.
It took a minute to process the words that he said in my head.
Lizzie. Vincent. Naked?
“How the hell did that happen?” I asked confused.
“Uh…I kind of waited for you, you know, on the bed. I completely forgot you guys shared a room together,” he answered.
Before I could stop myself, I burst into laughter.
“No shit?” I laughed, grabbing my stomach.
“Rosalie, this isn’t funny,” he groaned, dropping his head to his hands.
I knelt towards him and hugged his back, still laughing slightly.
“Sorry baby,” I apologised, rubbing his chest with my hands, he seemed to forgive me, a bit.
“So what shall we do today?” I asked, after a few minutes of silence.
“Well, honestly, I just want to stay with you all day, but later on we’re having a game of truth or dare.”
“Hmmm… we can always keep busy until its time,” I requested, seductively, earning a playful growl from Vincent.
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Teen FictionRosalie Harness is a typical seventeen year old teenager, she goes to school, dates, parties and all other typical teenage things. But there is one thing which is not so typical, she got kicked out of her own house, by her own parents! Not because s...
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