Xavier [COMPLETED]

12.

As soon as my coffee was done, I took the cup to the sofa and sat there.

I didn't really watch the tele as I had somehow zoned out.

Why was Xavier so hard to be with sometimes? He had an attitude which went back and forth every millisecond, I swear I was getting whip lash from it all.

I laid my head in my hands and sighed. How fucked up was he?

Just as I was about to delve more into the depths of Xavier and his mission impossible brain, the door rattled as various loud knocks resonated from the door.

"Emily! Are you in there?" Xavier shouted through the wooden door. "Emily!"

I shot up from the seat and opened the door quickly.

"What do you want?" I asked as it opened. Xavier leaned against the door frame as he panted. His forehead was covered with perspiration and his hair stuck to his forehead.

"Fucking hell, Emily," he growled out.

"What?"

"You left me I thought you got mugged or someone took you or something I was fucking going out of my mind!" His voice was loud and booming, and it only added fuel to the anger that came.

"I left because you're a massive dick head and you don't have any consideration to how badly I feel when you say things like you do," I replied as I managed to keep the anger contained.

"Well you shouldn't have left like you did, anything could have happened to a girl like you during rush hour, you have no idea,"

"Well if you wasn't so rude and disrespectful then maybe I would have stayed," I crossed my arms over my chest. Why couldn't he understand?

"Next time, don't leave me like that,"

"Next time, don't act like such a dick head!" I let out louder. I couldn't believe he was blaming it on me. Couldn't he see what he did?

"For fuck sake," he breathed as his hand came to the bridge of his nose.

"I can't believe you're mad at me," I said as I shook my head. I let out a harsh laugh.

"I'm well mad,"

"I'm well mad, too," I stated back. Xavier let out another huff before standing up straight from the door.

"Can I come in?"

"No," just as I replied to his question he barged into the room anyway. "Why ask the question if you're going to just come uninvited anyway?"

"Look, I'm trying my hardest here not to tell you to shut up, don't make it harder," he let out. I let out a frustrated noise before stomping back to the sofa.

I watched Xavier move around the room with grace. How could someone so well built move with such elegance I'd never know. And how did he do it when his head was so messed up?

A few seconds later, Xavier made his way over to the sofa and crashed down beside me. The small sofa dipped his way and I could feel his warmth so strongly beside me. Our thighs were touching and our shoulders. This was just too much.

"Why don't you just go?" I just about breathed. It would be easier if he left.

"I don't want to go," Xavier stated. I looked to him.

"What if I wanted you to go?" I asked in reply. I didn't want him to go, really, I just needed some space because the things I'm feeling are getting stronger and it's weird. Too weird for me to comprehend.

"Why would you want me to go?" His voice was low and deep but I only shrugged in reply. "Do you really want me to leave?" I opened my mouth to say no, but truth is I didn't want him to leave. I wanted him to stay with me because God knows how lonely I get on my own when the girls are out and can't come round.

"No, no I want you to stay," I let out a sigh and I tried to find his eyes but they just would never connect. He never looked that high up.

"Then I'll be more than happy to stay," he stated. His voice seemed more out of breath as he looked down to my lips.

"Why do you never look in my eyes?" I spluttered the question out without thought.

"I always feel you looking into mine, it's strong even when I'm not looking into yours," he stated. "God I can feel it when you look, I can feel it throughout my whole body, I want to kiss you now, God I want to kiss you," he moved closer to my body and before I could even reply he grabbed hold of my hair at the back of my head and brought his lips to mine.

I made sure to grab hold of his shirt with all the power I had so he wouldn't leave me again after wards.

Our lips made perfect synchronisation and he fought for dominance. He always won. He was so powerful and rough it ignited feelings never felt before. I was going crazy and I secretly hoped he was too.

He was neutral and cold but when he went crazy for me, he goes passionate, he speaks with warmth and lust and it makes me shiver. He loses his shit without even realising it and it's the sexiest thing ever.

I could feel Xavier's hand grabbing on to my hair and pulling it back. It didn't hurt much but it made the feelings I felt a whole lot stronger. I moaned into his mouth and he pulled away.

"Don't go," was the only thing I breathed out desperately. Xavier was panting slightly but he forced a reply from his mouth.

"I won't," and he sounded so truthful.

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Xavier doesn't know whether he's coming or going. He's a little confusing but everything I write does mean something. If it's a little mixed and a little confusing it is meant to be to show you really the thoughts of Xavier and the way his feelings swing:) I don't just get confused and write whatever. Just putting that out there just incase;)

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Loving you lotsies xxx