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04-11-2011, 04:30 AM
Part 4. Again, this is very rushed and roughed and not revised at all. I'd really like feedback! :)
He woke up first. I was woken by his long arms squeezing me tightly into him and him nuzzling his face into my neck. That first couple of limbo seconds were dazzling. Firstly, my body felt deliciously weak, floating contentedly in the aftermath of a deeply euphoric state. Secondly, I was gazing into the most beautiful face I’d ever seen.
‘ How long did we sleep?,’ He asked in a low, delicate tone, brushing a strand of hair away from my cheek.
I wasn’t sure. I had no idea. We could of slept for 10 minutes or 10 days. I didn’t care. My eyelids tried to droop again, my senses trying to abandon me, sweet darkness wrapping me in it’s warm, protective embrace, pulling me away from the room and into dream world. A trail of soft kisses around my face brought me back to reality and I was presented with a reality which surpassed any dream I could of had. A sleepy smile spread across my face and I finally managed to unglue my eyelids. Judging by the beautiful, low amber light that flooded my living room casting an enchanting glow over my world, I’d say it was sunset. We’d been asleep about 5 hours. Wow.
I pulled myself up, grinding a curled up first in my eye. Self consciousness began to creep over my naked body but was again banished by Rob. With one arm he pulled me back down onto the sofa and manoeuvred himself on top of me, keeping himself supported on his elbows so I wasn’t crushed. He smiled a cheeky smile down at me, a few strands of his hair falling forward onto his forehead.
‘ We slept a long time,’ I said, pushing the strands back with my palm.
‘ I’m not surprised. You exhausted me,’ He grinned, his bushy eyebrows raised.
He brought his face down to kiss me and what began as a soft peck turned into a long sensual kiss. We took each other again. This time our moves were slower, deeper, less frantic and more tender. My orgasm was just as powerful though and when we were finished, we lay there in a tangled, clammy heap.
‘ Now I’m hungry. How about you?,’ He breathed. His head on my bare chest, his finger drawing spirals on my skin.
‘ Yeah,’
‘ Let’s go out,’ He said, looking up at me and giving me a impish grin. ‘ I’m too hungry for carrots,’
I burst out with a laugh. ‘ I hadn’t been shopping! How was I to know a global superstar would be popping round for lunch?,’
He pushed himself up, eyeing my naked body while pushing his hair away from his forehead. He stood up and stretched like a cat. My eyes travelled the length of his body. He was lean, toned and tall.
‘ It’s ok. Let me take you out to dinner. I know this great place,’
Shame began to trickle into my thoughts. Weren’t you supposed to wait until at least after dinner before the sex? I bit my lip, staring at my carpet and shifted uncomfortably, sitting up and hugging my knees to my chest.
‘ Is something wrong?,’ He asked, a concerned look painted on his face.
I peeped up at him. He looked at me, frowning. ‘ What is it? If you want to eat carrots, we can eat carrots?,’ he smiled, trying to make a joke.
A vague smile dashed across my lips. ‘ It’s just,’ I shifted uncomfortably. ‘ It’s just, well I can’t help thinking that dinner is supposed to come first, you know. I mean, I would never normally do this,’
A closed lip smile stretched across his face. He gasped in mock shock, covering his mouth with his hand. ‘ You’re right. You harlot!,’ He watched my despair face before bursting out laughing. A smile played at the corners of my mouth then I was laughing myself, laughing at myself.
He stretched dramatically and yawned. ‘ What can I say?,’ He said whilst yawning. ‘ I’m just irresistible,’
I grabbed a scatter cushion and lobbed it at him, hitting him square in the face and interrupting his stretch. He flashed a raised eyebrow look before pouncing at me, attacking me with a flurry of tickles. I was laughing uncontrollably whilst at the same time trying to wriggle away and hide my less than perfect bits.
A loud knock at the door made us both freeze.
‘ Were you expecting someone?,’ He asked in a hushed tone.
‘ No,’ I whispered. ‘ Let’s just ignore it,’
We waited in suspended silence. I watched him, still not believing that all of this had happened. He looked so beautiful he almost seemed unreal. The knocking continued and became more frantic.
‘ Maybe you should answer,’ Rob suggest. His well spoken accent and velvety smooth voice making my knees tremble a little bit.
Before I could stop marvelling at him and make up my mind whether to answer or not I heard footsteps crunching the gravel outside my house and familiar voices speaking.
‘ Where could she be?,’ My friend, Julia, asked.
‘ She’ll be here. Probably wallowing in her pyjamas watching Twilight and wondering why on earth she didn’t go with him last night,’ Catherine, yesterdays birthday girl, spoke. ‘ I still can’t believe she didn’t go,’
‘ I still can’t believe she brought Robert Pattinson to your birthday party and snogged him. I’m so jealous,’
Catherine called my name loudly. ‘ Come on! Answer, I know you’re in there moping around in your underwear. Open up! We have to show you something!,’ Some more loud tapping on the door. ‘ Open up! We’re not going anywhere!,’
‘ Oh God,’ I cringed. ‘ They aren’t going to go unless I answer. You hide and I’ll go and get rid of them,’
Rob nodded his marvellous face at me before scampering off, grabbing his jeans and crawling into the kitchen. I rushed about in a semi dazed state looking for something to put on. Spotting Rob’s black shirt I pounced on it, pulling it on and doing up the buttons as quickly as I could, missing holes as I went. I skidded into the hallway.
‘ Coming! Hang on!,’ I glanced at my dishevelled reflection in my hallway mirror and swatted my fly aways down before swinging the door open.
‘ What’s up? I was sleeping,’ I tried to calm my fast breathing.
My two friends barged past me and into my house. ‘ You will not believe…,’
‘ Guys I’m really exhausted. Can we do this another time?,’ I said, still holding the door open.
My plea’s went by disregarded as they burst into my living room where Catherine slapped a newspaper onto my circular dining table. I let out a sigh and closed the door, following them into my living room. Please don’t let them be thirsty. I stood in the doorway.
‘ You have to see this,’
‘ Guys, I really don’t feel well and there’s nothing in your crappy, gossip monging paper that would interest me,’
‘ Oh really?,’ Catherine said, turning to me with one eyebrow raised. She turned back to the paper, opened it somewhere in the middle and pressed her finger down onto the page, looking at me again.
‘ What?,’ I moaned.
‘ Look!,’
‘ Come on, I’m ill,’
‘ Just look!,’
I sighed in irritation before stomping over. I shot them both an unimpressed look before looking down at the paper. My eyes widened as I began to comprehend what I was seeing.
‘ What the…?,’ I leant over the paper glaring at the pictures. It was 4 or 5 snapshots and an article. They were pictures of Robert Pattinson. God, he was gorgeous. He was kissing a girl. The girl looked shockingly familiar. It was me! ’ Oh my God!,’ I squealed, picking up the paper and bringing it closer to my face.
Three snapshots of us outside the clothes shop, one of us talking…., The pictures had been taken from somebody further down and on the other side of the street. We looked engrossed in each other, my eyes were large and staring up at him. All of my face could be seen. The view was diagonally behind Rob so only the side of his face could be seen, he was smiling a wide toothy smile and looking down at me. In the second picture he was leaning in and kissing me. One hand on my face and one on my arm. My arms hung loosely by my side. The third picture was of him leaning in and biting my neck. My face looked ridiculous. There were three more pictures of us really snogging on Catherine’s roof terrace. My arms flung around his neck, his hand in my hair and his other arm wrapped tightly around my waist. In one picture his hands were on my bottom. Blood rushed to my cheeks and I became a little heady as I remembered the kiss. I was surprised to see that against his flawlessness I didn’t look out of place. In fact, I looked very cute in my short black dress. He though, he was a picture of perfection.
‘ Bloody hell,’ I breathed, rubbing the back of my neck.
I looked up at my friends in shock. Catherine was eyeing me suspiciously.
‘ What are you wearing?,’ She asked with a frown.
‘ This? It’s just my sloppy, moping around the house shirt,’ I lied. My heartrace quickening a little.
Julia raised an eyebrow. ‘ Since when do you have the money to buy designer shirts to use as pyjamas?,’
‘ What? This old thing?,’ I laughed nervously.
‘ I’m a student at the London College of Fashion. I know a designer shirt when I see one, ‘
‘ Is someone else here?,’ Catherine asked, eyeing the living room suspiciously. Making me increasingly aware of the dishevelled couch arrangement.
I stuttered over my words. Each syllable becoming thicker in my mouth as I felt my cheeks burning up. I was never a very good liar. Just then movement caught all of our eyes and made us turn. Rob emerged from the kitchen topless, his hands pushed into his jeans pockets, looking like an Adonis sent from Levi heaven. He had a look on his face like a little boy caught doing something he shouldn’t.
‘ Hi,’ He rocked on his heels. ‘ That, that would be my designer shirt,’ A naughty smile spread across his lips.
‘ Oh,’ Both girls sighed, their bottom jaws gaping. I looked at them and tried not to giggle. They’d been silenced. Catherine looked at me, back to Rob then back to me. ’Not well are you?,’ She turned to Julia. ‘ Well, I think we better be leaving? Didn’t you say you had that thing?,’
‘ Yeah! Yeah, the thing. Yeah, we’d better go,’
‘ Walk us to the door?,’
I nodded, my cheeks scarlet. Rob gave them a little wave. I padded towards the door while they followed behind me. Before they left, Catherine turned to me with a naughty smile on her face.
‘ You dirty girl,’ She grinned. ‘ You better tell us, everything,’
I tried not to smile. ‘ I don’t kiss and tell,’
I kissed them both goodbye and watched them walk down the path in astonishment. When I returned to the living room, Rob was sitting on the sofa. I shook my head at him and pulled out a dining chair. I felt like his eyes watched my every movement. I curled my leg under and sat on it. I pressed my forehead into my palm. ‘ Oh my God,’ I laughed.
‘ That shirt suits you,’ He noted.
I returned his smile. I remembered the paper. ‘ Oh my God! Look!,’ I gestured to the open page.
He stood and walked over, pressing one hand on the table he leaned over to see what I was pointing too.
What about Bella?! Rpattz gets lippy with mystery girl
He woke up first. I was woken by his long arms squeezing me tightly into him and him nuzzling his face into my neck. That first couple of limbo seconds were dazzling. Firstly, my body felt deliciously weak, floating contentedly in the aftermath of a deeply euphoric state. Secondly, I was gazing into the most beautiful face I’d ever seen.
‘ How long did we sleep?,’ He asked in a low, delicate tone, brushing a strand of hair away from my cheek.
I wasn’t sure. I had no idea. We could of slept for 10 minutes or 10 days. I didn’t care. My eyelids tried to droop again, my senses trying to abandon me, sweet darkness wrapping me in it’s warm, protective embrace, pulling me away from the room and into dream world. A trail of soft kisses around my face brought me back to reality and I was presented with a reality which surpassed any dream I could of had. A sleepy smile spread across my face and I finally managed to unglue my eyelids. Judging by the beautiful, low amber light that flooded my living room casting an enchanting glow over my world, I’d say it was sunset. We’d been asleep about 5 hours. Wow.
I pulled myself up, grinding a curled up first in my eye. Self consciousness began to creep over my naked body but was again banished by Rob. With one arm he pulled me back down onto the sofa and manoeuvred himself on top of me, keeping himself supported on his elbows so I wasn’t crushed. He smiled a cheeky smile down at me, a few strands of his hair falling forward onto his forehead.
‘ We slept a long time,’ I said, pushing the strands back with my palm.
‘ I’m not surprised. You exhausted me,’ He grinned, his bushy eyebrows raised.
He brought his face down to kiss me and what began as a soft peck turned into a long sensual kiss. We took each other again. This time our moves were slower, deeper, less frantic and more tender. My orgasm was just as powerful though and when we were finished, we lay there in a tangled, clammy heap.
‘ Now I’m hungry. How about you?,’ He breathed. His head on my bare chest, his finger drawing spirals on my skin.
‘ Yeah,’
‘ Let’s go out,’ He said, looking up at me and giving me a impish grin. ‘ I’m too hungry for carrots,’
I burst out with a laugh. ‘ I hadn’t been shopping! How was I to know a global superstar would be popping round for lunch?,’
He pushed himself up, eyeing my naked body while pushing his hair away from his forehead. He stood up and stretched like a cat. My eyes travelled the length of his body. He was lean, toned and tall.
‘ It’s ok. Let me take you out to dinner. I know this great place,’
Shame began to trickle into my thoughts. Weren’t you supposed to wait until at least after dinner before the sex? I bit my lip, staring at my carpet and shifted uncomfortably, sitting up and hugging my knees to my chest.
‘ Is something wrong?,’ He asked, a concerned look painted on his face.
I peeped up at him. He looked at me, frowning. ‘ What is it? If you want to eat carrots, we can eat carrots?,’ he smiled, trying to make a joke.
A vague smile dashed across my lips. ‘ It’s just,’ I shifted uncomfortably. ‘ It’s just, well I can’t help thinking that dinner is supposed to come first, you know. I mean, I would never normally do this,’
A closed lip smile stretched across his face. He gasped in mock shock, covering his mouth with his hand. ‘ You’re right. You harlot!,’ He watched my despair face before bursting out laughing. A smile played at the corners of my mouth then I was laughing myself, laughing at myself.
He stretched dramatically and yawned. ‘ What can I say?,’ He said whilst yawning. ‘ I’m just irresistible,’
I grabbed a scatter cushion and lobbed it at him, hitting him square in the face and interrupting his stretch. He flashed a raised eyebrow look before pouncing at me, attacking me with a flurry of tickles. I was laughing uncontrollably whilst at the same time trying to wriggle away and hide my less than perfect bits.
A loud knock at the door made us both freeze.
‘ Were you expecting someone?,’ He asked in a hushed tone.
‘ No,’ I whispered. ‘ Let’s just ignore it,’
We waited in suspended silence. I watched him, still not believing that all of this had happened. He looked so beautiful he almost seemed unreal. The knocking continued and became more frantic.
‘ Maybe you should answer,’ Rob suggest. His well spoken accent and velvety smooth voice making my knees tremble a little bit.
Before I could stop marvelling at him and make up my mind whether to answer or not I heard footsteps crunching the gravel outside my house and familiar voices speaking.
‘ Where could she be?,’ My friend, Julia, asked.
‘ She’ll be here. Probably wallowing in her pyjamas watching Twilight and wondering why on earth she didn’t go with him last night,’ Catherine, yesterdays birthday girl, spoke. ‘ I still can’t believe she didn’t go,’
‘ I still can’t believe she brought Robert Pattinson to your birthday party and snogged him. I’m so jealous,’
Catherine called my name loudly. ‘ Come on! Answer, I know you’re in there moping around in your underwear. Open up! We have to show you something!,’ Some more loud tapping on the door. ‘ Open up! We’re not going anywhere!,’
‘ Oh God,’ I cringed. ‘ They aren’t going to go unless I answer. You hide and I’ll go and get rid of them,’
Rob nodded his marvellous face at me before scampering off, grabbing his jeans and crawling into the kitchen. I rushed about in a semi dazed state looking for something to put on. Spotting Rob’s black shirt I pounced on it, pulling it on and doing up the buttons as quickly as I could, missing holes as I went. I skidded into the hallway.
‘ Coming! Hang on!,’ I glanced at my dishevelled reflection in my hallway mirror and swatted my fly aways down before swinging the door open.
‘ What’s up? I was sleeping,’ I tried to calm my fast breathing.
My two friends barged past me and into my house. ‘ You will not believe…,’
‘ Guys I’m really exhausted. Can we do this another time?,’ I said, still holding the door open.
My plea’s went by disregarded as they burst into my living room where Catherine slapped a newspaper onto my circular dining table. I let out a sigh and closed the door, following them into my living room. Please don’t let them be thirsty. I stood in the doorway.
‘ You have to see this,’
‘ Guys, I really don’t feel well and there’s nothing in your crappy, gossip monging paper that would interest me,’
‘ Oh really?,’ Catherine said, turning to me with one eyebrow raised. She turned back to the paper, opened it somewhere in the middle and pressed her finger down onto the page, looking at me again.
‘ What?,’ I moaned.
‘ Look!,’
‘ Come on, I’m ill,’
‘ Just look!,’
I sighed in irritation before stomping over. I shot them both an unimpressed look before looking down at the paper. My eyes widened as I began to comprehend what I was seeing.
‘ What the…?,’ I leant over the paper glaring at the pictures. It was 4 or 5 snapshots and an article. They were pictures of Robert Pattinson. God, he was gorgeous. He was kissing a girl. The girl looked shockingly familiar. It was me! ’ Oh my God!,’ I squealed, picking up the paper and bringing it closer to my face.
Three snapshots of us outside the clothes shop, one of us talking…., The pictures had been taken from somebody further down and on the other side of the street. We looked engrossed in each other, my eyes were large and staring up at him. All of my face could be seen. The view was diagonally behind Rob so only the side of his face could be seen, he was smiling a wide toothy smile and looking down at me. In the second picture he was leaning in and kissing me. One hand on my face and one on my arm. My arms hung loosely by my side. The third picture was of him leaning in and biting my neck. My face looked ridiculous. There were three more pictures of us really snogging on Catherine’s roof terrace. My arms flung around his neck, his hand in my hair and his other arm wrapped tightly around my waist. In one picture his hands were on my bottom. Blood rushed to my cheeks and I became a little heady as I remembered the kiss. I was surprised to see that against his flawlessness I didn’t look out of place. In fact, I looked very cute in my short black dress. He though, he was a picture of perfection.
‘ Bloody hell,’ I breathed, rubbing the back of my neck.
I looked up at my friends in shock. Catherine was eyeing me suspiciously.
‘ What are you wearing?,’ She asked with a frown.
‘ This? It’s just my sloppy, moping around the house shirt,’ I lied. My heartrace quickening a little.
Julia raised an eyebrow. ‘ Since when do you have the money to buy designer shirts to use as pyjamas?,’
‘ What? This old thing?,’ I laughed nervously.
‘ I’m a student at the London College of Fashion. I know a designer shirt when I see one, ‘
‘ Is someone else here?,’ Catherine asked, eyeing the living room suspiciously. Making me increasingly aware of the dishevelled couch arrangement.
I stuttered over my words. Each syllable becoming thicker in my mouth as I felt my cheeks burning up. I was never a very good liar. Just then movement caught all of our eyes and made us turn. Rob emerged from the kitchen topless, his hands pushed into his jeans pockets, looking like an Adonis sent from Levi heaven. He had a look on his face like a little boy caught doing something he shouldn’t.
‘ Hi,’ He rocked on his heels. ‘ That, that would be my designer shirt,’ A naughty smile spread across his lips.
‘ Oh,’ Both girls sighed, their bottom jaws gaping. I looked at them and tried not to giggle. They’d been silenced. Catherine looked at me, back to Rob then back to me. ’Not well are you?,’ She turned to Julia. ‘ Well, I think we better be leaving? Didn’t you say you had that thing?,’
‘ Yeah! Yeah, the thing. Yeah, we’d better go,’
‘ Walk us to the door?,’
I nodded, my cheeks scarlet. Rob gave them a little wave. I padded towards the door while they followed behind me. Before they left, Catherine turned to me with a naughty smile on her face.
‘ You dirty girl,’ She grinned. ‘ You better tell us, everything,’
I tried not to smile. ‘ I don’t kiss and tell,’
I kissed them both goodbye and watched them walk down the path in astonishment. When I returned to the living room, Rob was sitting on the sofa. I shook my head at him and pulled out a dining chair. I felt like his eyes watched my every movement. I curled my leg under and sat on it. I pressed my forehead into my palm. ‘ Oh my God,’ I laughed.
‘ That shirt suits you,’ He noted.
I returned his smile. I remembered the paper. ‘ Oh my God! Look!,’ I gestured to the open page.
He stood and walked over, pressing one hand on the table he leaned over to see what I was pointing too.
What about Bella?! Rpattz gets lippy with mystery girl