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After the encounter with Ambrose at Sabrina's house, I could never get him out of mind since.
He invaded my thoughts 24/7.
It was absolutely crazy. Sometimes I wondered if he was actually putting a seducing spell on me. That's what I wanted to believe, but I knew better than that. It was me, and my stupid feelings, who kept him in my head all day and night.
I was laying on my bed, lost in my thoughts as usual. Hearing my phone vibrate I quickly grabbed it because I had nothing to do with my life. Unlocking it, I saw that I got a text from Sabrina. It read:
Don't be mad, but I'm at your front door.
Rolling off my bed, I walked to the door and looked through the peephole. There stood Sabrina and her perfectly cut platinum blonde hair.
I opened the door and let her in. Right away, she smiled at me and went upstairs to my room. I knew she had something important to tell me.
I hurriedly followed her into my bedroom as she plopped down onto my bed. She kicked off her shoes while leaving her bag on the ground. I sighed before closing the door.
This better not be another 'Harvey or Nick?'
debate with me choosing who should be her lover.
"You have something to say don't you? Now spill." I demanded with a smirk. Although I hated her dramatic relationship complaints, it could be very entertaining to watch at times.
Even with her small body frame, she had taken most of the space on my bed. Her limbs sprawled out as if she was a starfish. Yes, a starfish.
I decided to just sit at my desk. When it came to Sabrina, she kind of always got what she wanted. Whether it be someone handing it over, or her doing it her own way. I had to deal with that.
I didn't mind of course, what's not great about having a witch as one of your closest companions?
"I think Ambrose is in love with you." She muttered. I froze in my chair. Did she say what I think she said? Or am I hallucinating now from all the Ambrose thoughts?
"I mean, what's so great about you anyway?" Sabrina looked at me with a displeased expression. I took a double take at her words.
"What the hell?"
"I'm kidding." She laughed while sitting up on my bed. "Your so easy to prank. Or is it because it's for Ambrose, hm?"
I slightly blushed as I thought about him and his perfectly handsome face. And let's not forget about the abs because damn.
Back when he was confined to his house, he always wore a robe. Sometimes with a shirt or without one, but I wasn't complaining whenever I caught a glimpse of his naked torso.
"Oh." I said in embarrassment. She didn't know I had feelings for her cousin and I wasn't planning on telling her.
"Look, I know there's something between the both of you. After that sleepover it was obvious (Y/n). Did you think I was that stupid to not see it?" She grinned.
"Yeah whatever. It was an accident." I grumbled.
"Sure it was. But that's not the point." Sabrina paused before continuing on, an annoyed look on her face. "Ambrose will not stop talking about you. It's absolutely insane! I have never seen him so hung up over someone before. He's always asking me how you are or what you are doing. It's getting to the point where I might sew his mouth closed!"
I looked at her with wide eyes. Is what she saying true? Because I sure hope it is.
"Wow." I whispered with a small smile. I had totally forgotten that Sabrina was in the room before I heard a sigh.
"So let me guess? Your in love with him too, right?" She asked while sitting up on the bed. "It's okay if you are. I mean you both would be so good for each other. And bonus, he's a warlock and a gentleman."
"Yeah, he is." I laughed.
I knew he was a gentleman, but after that little heated make out session, I knew he was much more than that.
"So, I want you guys to be together."
"That's not how it works 'Brina. Me and Ambrose have to want this, not just you." I said with a pointed look. "But at least you want it to happen. That's definitely a relief on my part."
"(Y/n)! Did you really think I would turn you down on wanting to date Ambrose? Your my
best friend, I couldn't do that! And besides, you can be with whoever you want except Nick."
And this right here folks, is why Sabrina Spellman is my best friend.
•••
I stood in the Spellman's kitchen awkwardly. I had been here dozens of times before, but now I was nervous to even set foot in this place.
It was all because I didn't want to run into Ambrose or else I'd just be a blushing mess. After knowing that he obviously cared for me, I felt like a little shy girl who couldn't even look at him without saying something stupid.
"How are you darling?" Aunt Hilda asked, snapping me out of my worrisome thoughts.
I quickly smiled at her.
"I'm doing fine. And you?"
"I guess I'm doing just alright." She grinned while taking the spoon out of the brownie batter and waving it around.
"Oh no. You got batter on the table. I can help clean it up." I giggled while grabbing a napkin and cleaning it up for her. She smiled at me gratefully when I was done.
"Your so sweet. No wonder Ambrose loves you." She gushed. I paused right away. Sabrina was upstairs while I was down here so things were a little more awkward when it came to Ambrose.
"Who does Ambrose love?" A new voice had said, catching my attention right away.
I turned around to be met with the one and only, Ambrose. He looked more handsome than ever and I couldn't help but feel butterflies in my stomach. God, I sure hope he felt something for me.
His eyes widened slightly once he saw me. I guess we both were surprised at seeing each other. I couldn't help but notice when his eyes started to lower down my whole body, when I realized he was totally checking me out.
I wasn't used to this kind of stuff. So right away, I folded my arms over my chest to show I wasn't really comfortable. He obviously took the hint and his eyes met mine immediately.
"Hello (Y/n). It's nice to see you again." He grinned. Why does his smile have to be so perfect too?
"Hey. It's nice to see you too." I said more quietly than usual.
Why do you have to be like this? Just speak (Y/n)!
He smirked at the affect he had on me. I knew he saw ''I'm in love with Ambrose Spellman' written all over me. Just great.
"Sabrina asked me to come get you." He said. I looked him with a questioning gaze. I thought he didn't know I was here?
"Okay." I said even more quietly.
There it is again. My vocal cords just don't want to work today.
I waved at Hilda while following Ambrose out of the kitchen. He led me up the stairs, with him behind me. For some odd reason, I felt like he was staring at my ass. Or that could just me and my hormones.
When we made it to the top, he led me further down the hall away from Sabrina's room. I knew we were going to his, but I wasn't protesting. Again, my feelings and vocal cords really must be teaming up today because nothing in my body is working!
Maybe Sabrina was in there? But my gut feeling told me that was a lie.
He opened the door while motioning for me to go in first. I obliged as he shut the door behind us, leaving just us two in the room.
I turned around only to be pushed against the wall. I froze before I felt Ambrose's soft lips on mine. Automatically, I kissed back. I had been wanting this again for so long that there was no turning back.
"Fuck, I've missed you." He growled.
Woah. Is he dominant or what?
He kissed me even harder this time while wrapping his strong arms around my waist, pulling me impossibly closer to him than I was before. I quickly wrapped my arms around is neck as he continued to kiss me. My knees felt weak by being this close to him but he held me up.
We kissed for a few seconds after that. Although it was short, it felt like we hadn't kissed in years. His body felt perfect against mine, and being in his arms felt right.
"Wow." I breathed out once we finally parted from each other. He smiled at me as he took a strand of my unruly hair and tucked it out of the way of my face.
"I told you last time, I wanted more than just a little kiss." He whispered. I blushed, yet again. This boy really had me and my hormones all out of wack.
"I know. And I'm still holding you to it." I whispered back. He smirked while nodding. Where did all this confidence come from?
"Good. As long as your mine, we can do that anytime." He said with a hopeful glance at me. More butterflies erupted in my stomach from his words.
"Okay Ambrose, I'm yours."