Taylor
There's a knock at the door and I go to open it and find Abel leaning against the door frame.
"Hey?" I say, uncertainly. We didn't decide to meet up tonight, since he's having one of his stupid parties.
Abel holds out his hand and I look at it and then back at his face, frowning.
Rolling his eyes, Abel grabs my arm and pulls me out of my apartment, shutting the door behind us.
"Abel!" I snap. "What the hell?"
"I think it's time that you came to one of my parties," Abel tells me.
"No, thanks," I say. I pull my arm out of his grasp and turn to walk back to my apartment, but Abel grabs me and pushes me towards his. "Abel, please! Just let me stay at home! I don't want to go to your stupid party!"
Abel sighs and turns to look at me. "It'll be fun," he says and I just roll my eyes and shake my head. He starts to smirk. "Either way, you're still coming."
I don't even protest when he grabs me and pulls me into his apartment. There are people everywhere, drinking from plastic cups and dancing to the music that is blaring out.
Abel grabs my hand and leads the way towards his living room.
"Taylor!" Lamar calls out. "You came! Looks like you win the bet, Abe." He hands Abel a handful of notes.
I shoot Abel a glare. "You bet on if I was coming or not?" I ask, annoyed. 'Seriously, dude?" I turn to look at Lamar. "Actually, Lamar, I think that money's yours. He practically forced me here."
Lamar bursts out laughing and Abel huffs and rolls his eyes, cursing under his breath. He hands the money back to Lamar. "Thanks a lot, Taylor," Abel mutters in an annoyed tone.
I smile sweetly. "You're welcome," I say. I look around. "Now, where do I get a drink?"
Abel smiles. "What do you want?" he asks.
"Tequila," I say with a wink because that's how we first hooked up.
I don't even plan on drinking it. I have a lecture tomorrow morning and don't need to be getting wasted right now.
Abel grins and walks off to get my drink and I sit in the empty space beside Lamar. "He can be such an asshole at times," I sigh. "But then other times, he's okay."
Lamar chuckles. "That's Abel," he says, taking a sip out of his drink. "So I heard about your pregnancy scare."
My head whips to the side to look at Lamar. "He told you?!" I exclaim.
"I'm his best friend," Lamar states simply, shrugging. "Of course he did."
I shake my head. "Well, he shouldn't have," I say stubbornly, even though I'd do the exact same thing.
Abel returns with my drink and I take it out of his hand. "What are you two talking about?" he wants to know.
"Nothing," Lamar replies. "Just your dumbass."
Abel chuckles and puts an arm around me and I find myself leaning back and relaxing against his chest. His fingers brush against the back of my neck and I suck in my breath, trying to ignore the feeling of his hand on my skin.
Abel and Lamar continue talking to one another, while I just sit there, listening to their conversation.
"Are you not going to drink your drink?" Abel asks into my ear.
I shake my head. "Nope," I say.
"Then why did you make me get it for you?" Abel wants to know in an annoyed tone. I shrug and don't say anything, happy that he's annoyed. "Mmm, okay, keep giving me attitude and you'll see what happens."
I turn around to look at him he just takes a sip out of his drink, eyeing me down. I place a hand on his knee. "And what is it that you're going to do?" I ask seductively.
"Something that will stop you from walking for a week," Abel answers.
I scoff. "I'd like to see you try!" I exclaim and Abel raises his eyebrows.
"How about you come upstairs with me and I show you?" he asks.
I bite my lip. "You think I'm going to give it to you that easily?" I question, chuckling.
Abel leans in to whisper in my ear. "I can make you want to give it to me easily, baby," he says and I feel my body disobey me and give in to his seductive words.
I can feel a puddle forming in my underwear. "I bet you're wet right now, aren't you?" Abel rubs my back and I just bite my lip.
"N-no," I say shakily and Abel chuckles. I quickly jump up from my seat, putting my drink down on the table. "I need to go to the bathroom."
I rush away from Abel and his friends and run up the stairs to his bedroom.
I lean against the door, breathing slowly and trying to get my body temperature back to normal.
I hate that Abel can get me so flustered with just a few words - I'm so weak!
Sighing, I go over to his bed and flop down, closing my eyes.
I don't even bother to open my eyes to see who walks in the room because I know it's him.
"I got your drink," Abel tells me. He sits on the edge of the bed.
"Jheeze, are you seriously trying to get me drunk or something?" I ask.
"Are you seriously asking to get dicked down right now?" Abel shoots back.
I open my eyes and sit up. Smirking, I crawl over to him and rest my hand on his bulge. "Maybe," I whisper, leaning forward to bite down gently on his earlobe. I bite down harder and Abel jumps back, almost spilling the drink in his hand.
"What the hell?" he shouts and I just burst into fits of laughter. "You're an animal!" I just smile and shrug. "Oh, so you wanna play like that, huh?" Abel sets the glass down on the bedside table and climbs on top of me, pushing me back on the bed.
"Abel, no!" I moan when he starts kissing my neck. "I have to leave."
Abel pulls away, frowning. "Why?" he asks.
"Because I have classes tomorrow," I tell him. "At nine, which means I should go home and sleep. I'm tired."
Sighing, Abel rolls over. "Okay;" he says.
I prop myself up on one elbow. "You know, if you really need to satisfy those needs," I start to say, "go and find a girl downstairs."
Abel's facial expression is unreadable. I don't think he can tell if I'm being serious or not. "I'm sure I can wait," he says after a long time.
I frown. I'm literally giving this guy permission to go and fuck another girl, but he doesn't want to? What's wrong with him? I shake my head, not bothering to ask him.
"I should go," I announce, getting up.
Abel grabs my arm. "Just stay here tonight," he says.
"But there's so much noise," I mumble.
"I'll tell everyone to leave," Abel says, shrugging.
I smile at him. "That's sweet of you," I say. "But I'll just leave. I don't want to spoil your fun."
Abel smiles. "My fun was ruined the moment you said you didn't want to fuck," he tells me and I laugh. He tugs at my hand with one hand and taps the space beside him with the other.
Sighing, I kick off my shoes and climb under the covers, which he holds open for me.
To my surprise, Abel gets in beside me and my body instantly warms up from the heat of his. He puts an arm around me and pulls me closer to his body and I snuggle into his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
"Night, Abel," I murmur before dosing off to sleep.