My phone rang continuously for almost 5 whole minutes.
I tried to turn over and ignore it but it woke me up out of my sleep. I finally sat up and looked around to find my phone so I could pick it up and it was in Ian's hands.
"Goodmorning sunshine. Your mom called you."
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I took my phone out of his hands and unlocked it.
20 missed calls from MOM.
I turned my phone off and set it on the table beside me.
"You're not going to call back?"
"I will later."
He just nodded.
"How did you sleep?"
"Amazing."
"Really?"
"Yes. It was probably the best sleep I've had since the last time I slept here."
"My bed's that comfortable to you? I'm touched."
"Also it's not so bad sleeping next to a giant warm body."
"I am not giant."
"You're like 7'10."
"I'm 6'4."
"Same thing."
"It's way different. You're just saying that because you're tiny."
"I'm literally above average."
"4'2 is above average? Wow the average standard has changed a lot."
"I'm 5'6 and a half I'm almost 5'7 how is that short?"
"You're not 5'6."
"Yes I am!"
"Prove it."
"Do you have measuring tape?"
"Actually I do."
He proceeded to get up off the bed and rummage through his desk drawers. I remained in the bed, far too comfortable to get up and prove him wrong.
"Found it!"
He brought out a yellow tape measure in his hand and raised it up victoriously.
"I'm not getting up."
"Yes you are."
"I'm not moving."
He came towards me and scooped me up bridal style. I tried to put up a fight but he was definitely much stronger than I was. In surrender, I stopped fighting it and allowed him to pick me up and place me on the ground.
He put the tape to the bottom of my feet and measured me.
"Five feet and 6 inches."
"Ha! See!"
"Okay okay you win."
I stuck my tongue out and turned over to get back in the bed.
I covered my mouth in horror to what I saw in front of me.
Oh my shit.
I bled all over his sheets.
I was horrifyingly embarrassed.
I turned back around slowly to see if Ian noticed the big red stain on his grey sheets. I was afraid he might've been angry at me for ruining them.
I looked up at him to see if he saw. He was looking right at the stain along with me but he didn't react. He just looked at me with a warm expression.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay V. It's just blood. Are you okay?"
I nodded.
He walked over to his sheets and pulled them off of the mattress then threw them into his hamper.
"You can use my shower if you'd like."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'll take one after you."
We walked to the bathroom and he showed me where his towels and soap was, making sure I didn't confuse them with his roommate's.
"And if you need anything I'm in the room."
"Thank you so much Ian. Thank you for being so kind to me."
"You deserve it."
We stood in the entrance of the bathroom while the steam from the heat of the water circulated the room.
Sometimes we would have moments where we didn't speak and we just existed with each other. A moment in time where we just took each other in and everything else around disappeared . I don't know if I'm being delusional or if he feels it too.
"I should probably get in the shower now."
He turned around about to shut the door.
"Wait-."
"Do you want to shower with me?" I asked nervously.
Oh God.
I sounded so desperate saying that. Why did I even ask that? Fuck, I'm so embarrassing. Next time I'm not listening to Jordan and I'm-
"Of course."
Those two words shut me up. My regret faded into a feeling of excitement and a bit of anxiety.
"Wait, For real?"
"Only if you were being serious. If not then pretend I didn't say anything." He said. He seemed to be as nervous as I was which brought me some comfort in a way.
"I actually didn't mean to say that."
"So you weren't being serious?"
"No. I was."
"So you do want me to shower with you?"
"No! I mean yes! I just meant like I said it out loud but I didn't mean-."
"V just get in the shower. I'll be in there with you in a second." He was laughing at my rambling.
"Okay." I smiled shyly.
He exited the bathroom leaving the door cracked so he could come back in. I started stripping my clothing off and bunched them up so the blood stain wouldn't show on my underwear.
I stepped into the shower and almost burned myself.
"Ouch!"
I let the water get too hot.
"Are you okay?"
I heard from the other side of the shower curtain.
"Yeah the waters hot."
I heard clothes hit the tiled floor beside me and my heart started racing. Seconds later the curtain was pulled aside and there was a very naked Ian. I dared not look down at his manhood avoiding any sexual tension even though we'd be in the shower together.
I moved back so he had room to step inside in front of me. I kept my eyes glued to the wall behind him trying not to look too hard.
I began washing myself off with the cloth that he gave me focusing on getting clean.
We literally slept together naked this isn't that big of a leap. So why am I so nervous?
Ugh why are you so awkward Vee? Why couldn't I be born with the talent of being effortlessly sexy and charming?
"What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Are you actually okay?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"
"It's just at school yesterday... you seemed really sad."
"Oh! Yeah it was nothing. Just a bad day."
"Is everything okay at home?"
I stayed silent for a minute.
"My mom's leaving me and my dad."
I started rambling on ranting about my mom and the conversation we had. How she found another man and put her happiness first. I couldn't really be angry at her but I couldn't help but resent her. Why leave me here? She thought I was old enough to figure things out on my own but honestly I was still scared and didn't know where to go.
I left out the details of abuse to spare him but I honestly should've told him so he would understand the true reason as to why I needed to leave.
Through my mini ranting session he just stood their patiently listening letting the water hit his face.
"I'm sorry this is all happening to you. You don't deserve any of that."
"I know but it's okay for now. I'll have to find somewhere to stay by Saturday. That's when my mom comes to get her things and my dad will probably be home."
"You know you could always stay with me."
"I'm not doing that you've already done so much for me."
"I won't press you this time, but you know if you change your mind I'm always here to help. Also, waking up to you everyday doesn't seem too bad either."
I rolled my eyes at his comment and he just laughed.
I continued washing myself up and he just stood their and watched me. I could feel heat rising on my face because of his eyes carefully examining every part of my body. I asks for this when I asked him to shower with me. Jordan would be so proud. I continued scrubbing every part of my body until I reached my back. Watching me noticeably struggle to reach, he took the wash cloth from my hand and ran it down my back smoothly with side of soap sliding down.
I felt his soft hand on my shoulder as he started rubbing my back with the cloth gently. He brought it all across my upper and lower back. I turned around and his eyes locked onto mine.
He pulled me into him closer and the water trickled down my back warming my body up. Our body's were against each other and his skin was warm and wet on me. Somehow this made me feel peaceful. He made me feel safe and comfortable in every way. So comfortable, I almost forgot we were completely bare in front of each other.
He went in and kissed my forehead lightly and pulled away. His beautiful green eyes glimmered and the water dripped down from his hair to my face.
He went in for a second kiss except this time it wasn't a forehead kiss. He lifted my chin up and leaned in. Our lips collided into one and molded onto one another like clay. It was like an electric shock was sent through my entire body to wake me up inside. It was then when I realized again that we were completely naked, kissing in his shower.
Something so intimate and sexual and yet still comforting in an odd way. He made me feel comfortable enough to allow myself to let down the invisible wall I'd built up.
I softened myself with his touch and relaxed my shoulders as he started off kissing me very gently. It was such a tender kiss, much different than the first time we kissed which was more passionate.
At first, the kiss was light and soft. Like a feather tickling your back or a silk blanket brushing against fresh shaven legs. Almost like he was handling me like I was fine china.
Progressively, it grew more intense by each second.
His grip on my face slid farther down and reached my neck. He applied pressure and a small moan escaped my lips.
He stopped paused for a second and looked up at me with his beautiful big eyes.
He pushed me against the shower wall with his hands around my neck and began kissing me harder. The pressure he applied on my neck got stronger and so did the intensity of his kiss. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and they tangled together and danced along side each other.
His breathing became heavy and fast and I felt his his dick harden on my stomach.
My body responded to him by sending warm heated sensations down between my legs. His touch had every sense in my body active. This feeling was new and unfamiliar but eccentric and addicting. Like jumping off of a clip not knowing how far the bottom is.
He continued to indulge in me with his lips and raised his other hand that was holding me onto my hardened nipples. My body was weakening by each second. I was afraid of the way I was feeling and afraid that he may have wanted more from me and in that moment I froze. Anxiety creeped into my stomach and I could no longer continue.
I couldn't handle the euphoric sensation his hands and lips caused and I stopped him.
I know if we continue he may want something I'm not ready to give.
I pushed him away before things could escalate any further.
His eyes were still low and glimmering with hope. His cheeks turned a pale pink. I couldn't quite tell if it was from kissing me or from the heat of the water dripping down on us.
"Ian..."
"I'm sorry I got carried away."
"I'm a virgin."
He looked so confused by my statement which made me very nervous so I continue to fill the silence.
"I just wanted to tell you because I don't know what you want from me and if it's sex, I can't give you that. I'm not ready.."
"I don't want sex from you V."
"You don't?"
"I genuinely care about you. I'm not just trying to get you to sleep with me. Is that what you thought I was trying to do this whole time?"
I remained silent.
We finished up our shower and both got out without saying a word. I covered myself with the towel he gave me and he did the same.
"I'm sorry if that's what it seemed like. I care about you, a lot." He said, breaking our silence.
"Why do you care about me?"
"I thought it was obvious..."
"What is?"
"I like you."
I stood there wrapped up in my white towel like a burrito with the water dripping down my hot skin. My face heated up once again in embarrassment. I didn't know that he really liked me.
All those questions and doubts were answered with his small confession.
He stood in front of me with his perfectly chiseled body and sculpted face waiting for me to speak. I couldn't think of a response because I was too stunned. Ian likes me? For some reason I couldn't wrap my head around it. I was always talking about Jordan and Sarah for treating the Peters like some greek gods but here I am stunned because he liked me like he was someone spectacular. After all, he's just a boy.
"It's okay you don't have to like me back or respond. I just really felt like I needed to tell you."
"Sorry for assuming the worst. You've been so kind to me and I feel like I always say something to fuck things up."
He cupped my face in his hands.
"You haven't fucked anything up so don't worry. Let's get ready I want to take you somewhere."
"Take me somewhere? We have class."
"Let's skip today."
I gasped.
"The Ian whatever your middle name is Peters is skipping class?"
"It's Leonard."
"Really? What a pretentious middle name. Sounds so fancy."
"What's your middle name?"
"I don't have one."
"You don't? I guess I'll have to give you one then."
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