Four
694 Words
" She was a storm, not the kind you run from, the kind you chase." - r.h. sin
Elizabeth's POV
Note to self, next time when you're near Francisco, please wear 6-inch boots or something.
Francisco stands only an inch from me. I was a small 5"3 so he towered me easily. He could be at least a 6"3 to a 6"5, he was that tall.
Leaning in, he whispers to me," I asked you, like what you see?"
Tu-tump.
I could feel his breath on my neck as he whispered. It sent cold chills down my spine and you could easily tell I was nervous by the look on my face.
Tu-tump.
His voice was soft yet intimidating. This got my heart beating faster and faster.
Tu-tump. Tu-tump.
His chest vibrates a little, telling me that he's chuckling. "What's so funny?"
He tilts his face a little and looks at me, chuckling somemore before he bursts out laughing and hugging his stomach.
"Hahaha...hahah... I'm sorry. It's just that you look like you've seen a ghost."
" Haha very funny. Now where am I sleeping?" I raise my eyebrows at him.
He starts to remove his jeans," Woah, woah, woah . What are you doing?"
I cover my eyes with my hands and pull my hoodie up. " Please, Girly. " He said in a bored tone," no one sleeps in their jeans. Not me. Not anyone. And I bet you would love to get some of this."
I look up from my hands as he gestures to himself. He removes his jeans leaving only his boxers on. "Keep, keep that on." I point to his boxers.
He rolls his eyes at me and smirks ," then you would have to sleep next to me tonight. "
My eyes widened," No way."
"I'll make a deal with you then. If you sleep next to me for the next few projects, I'll do most of the work." He smirks.
What's with him and smirking? And why does he look so cute when he does it? No, Lizzy. He's not cute. Snap out of it. He's not cute.
"And what makes you think that I actually care about my results, last thing I remembered was how you insisted that you wanted me to do the stupid project with you." I barked back. I was pretty proud of it. Not to mention that it was entirely true about him caring about his grades like a nerd.
" Oh I'll make sure you do care, Girly. " The last thing I saw before landing onto the bed face first was the humour that had sparkled in his hazel eyes.
Francisco was laying on top of me and I couldnt breathe at all ," Get... off... of.... me...." I try to speak as I gasped for air.
"Oh Girly. I bet I can ride you all day" he flips me over so that we're face to face but he's still on top of me.
I push him backwards by his shoulders only to have him fall off the bed," I bet riding a rollercoaster can make me scream more times than you can."
I laid back on my back to make myself comfortable and stared at the ceiling waiting for a sarcastic comeback from Francisco but it was dead silent.
"Francisco?" I tried calling out to him. I climbed onto all fours on his bed. Grabbing the sides of his mattress so that I make sure I won't fall off. As I look under his bed, my long hair gets into my face and stabs my eyes.
I start blowing them out of my face and squint my eyes shut so that it stops stabbing into me but it made things worst.
My grip on the mattress looses," holy shi-"
Thump.
I fall onto something soft yet firm. It felt like a soft cloud but a hard cushion at the same time.
"Enjoying yourself much?" The cushion spoke.
Francisco gets up and flings me over his shoulders. Giving a good view of his ass but at the same time giving him mine.
"PUT ME DOWN FRANCISCO." I start yelling.
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