💗Barron Trump Fanfic💗 Barron X Reader! •Forbidden Love•

~Chapter 23~

                                                                                Barron's pov

                       The water had abruptly stopped only to reveal the sound of Y/n's crying. I set her phone down on her bed how it had been before, and once again laid back on her bed, meekly waiting for her to enter again. The reverberation of her wet stride down the hall got closer. She walked in, in nothing but her towel. I didn't know whether to look or not but it didn't matter, I couldn't help but stare.

"I forgot my clothes in here", she clenched her jaw.

"Cold?", I smiled passing her the clothes.

"Yeah very", she let out a weak smile. She walked back to the bathroom and changed. Her phone began ringing. I glanced at the screen that read Jaeden with green hearts, but now fully clothed Y/n walked back into the room.

"Uh someone's calling you", I handed her the phone.

"Hello?", she asked.

                                                                               Your pov

"Hey Y/n, thought I'd call. I've been unable to sleep, and you have also been on my mind. How are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine. At least as fine as it gets after such a series of events. You?"

Jaeden's voice stayed quiet as he thought of a response.

"Y/n do you have water?", Barron asked clearly acknowledging that I was on the phone. I pointed to my bedside table.

"Yeah same, are you with someone?", Jaeden's voice hopelessly wondered.

"Uh", I hesitated.

"Y/n?", Jaeden asked as the line went silent.

"Sorry, and yes my friend is over."

"Oh." His tone changed. "Uh anyway, all I really wanted to ask was if you wanted to come over? I think it would be beneficial for both of us after all of this, plus Sydney called, she wants us to visit her tomorrow in the hospital. But if your with a friend, that's maybe not likely, huh?", his voice trailed off. I sighed.

"Um well I think I want to sleep at my house tonight, but I will definitely be there tomorrow!"

"Right. Okay. You can meet me at the hospital at 11am?"

"Of course. I'll see you there Jaeden. Try to get sleep. I love you."

"Yeah I'll try. I love you too Y/n." He hung up, and I placed my phone on my bed beside me. Barron's big sympathetic eyes sunk deep into mine.

"What was that for?", Barron asked as if he hadn't just listened to it all.

"He wanted company! I'm just going to see him tomorrow", I placed my hand on top of Barron's. Barron's face lit up in joy as a grin appeared on his pale face. His blue eyes crinkled as he peered at me.
I could tell he wanted to kiss me, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want him to as well.

"Can I?", he gently asked, as his soft fingers tucked my silky hair strands behind my ear. He stared at me in admiration. "I mean, can I kiss you?", he repeated himself quietly. I nodded. He leaned in but before kissing me he stopped only an inch away. "I wanna make sure you are completely sure? You're in a bad place right now and I don't want you to do something you will regret-" I wrapped my hand around his neck, and the other on his cheek making him shut up.

"Shh you idiot", I giggled jokingly, rolling my eyes that were merely and inch away from his. He looked confused, but mainly mesmerized by my sudden seduction. I grabbed his hair softly behind his head and trailed my fingers along his sharp jawline as I kissed him. He was tense at first but it didn't take him long at all to follow my rhythm. The kiss deepened and I had never experienced anything like this with anyone. I wanted it to last forever. His hands, bigger, and stronger than mine slid from my neck to my lower back. He stopped his hands from going lower, and I also admired that. He pulled me closer with his grip on my waist causing me to almost be on his lap. The taste of his lips were unmatched. I couldn't even dare to imagine kissing anyone else. Barron and I had never gone this far, and I couldn't help but feel this might be the start of something new. I could feel his body heat warm my cold damp skin. My wet hair dripped all over my back and his hand. My door abruptly opened and there stood my father. Under the influence of alcohol. I pulled my face away from Barron's and wiped my mouth. "Father-", My voice shook in fear. He was the scariest man I knew and alcohol was his strength. He was the expert at making people feel like complete utter shit. His miserableness was uncanny. His face turned red and evil like a devil had just entered his body. Barron looked at me avoiding contact with my dad, if I could even call him that.