Conflicted (Boyxboy)

26

I sighed when I heard the early morning birds, I hadn't slept all night, mainly because I wasn't tired, but having my hand trapped by Luca was making the night extremely boring.

He was still asleep, and I really didn't want to wake him up, he looked so peaceful, and I swear his appearance looked visibly better.

I sighed again and decided to lower my gaze looking down at his annoyingly toned abs and his overall very fit body, like seriously, are doctors supposed to be this fit? I mean I swear I've never seen a fit doctor, mainly because by the time they actually become a doctor they're a bit older..and stressed out...

"Why are you staring at my body?" I heard an amused Luca ask and smirked.

"Nothing better to do" I replied casually as I looked back up to his still slightly sleepy but amused eyes.

He looked down to where he was holding my wrist against his chest and breathed in while he moved so he was holding my hand instead, with our fingers entwined.

I watched his naked chest expand as he breathed in strange interest then looked back to his eyes, which were staring at me with an unknown expression.

After a few moments of silence he leaned forward and gave me a slow and soft kiss, when he pulled away he wore a troubled expression.

"Why'd you let me kiss you?" he asked while looking down at our hands.

"You're the sciencey guy you figure it out" I said with a raised brow and was met with slightly annoyed eyes.

"There is also psychology that could come into play...and personality" he grumbled and I frowned in confusion.

Personality? How could personality decide on whether I kiss one particular person....oh no he isn't?!

My eyebrows furrowed as I tried to figure out if he really was insinuating that.

"I mean..why would you have let Chester kiss you too..and other things..." he sighed and I gave him a sharp glare.

I tried to pull my hand away from him but he suddenly held it in a tight grip, lifting his gaze to stare at me straight in the eyes.

My glare turned into an anxious confused look as I tried to get further away from him.

He suddenly moved so he was on top of me, pinning me to the bed by straddling me and holding down my arms, leaning down towards my face and frowning at me.

I met his questioning and frustrated gaze with a sharp glare, until I started to feel unsure and my expression softened.

I closed my eyes and let a shaky breath in. I knew his reaction to finding out about Chester seemed a little under dramatic, I guess sometimes 'sleeping on it' makes the situation worse.

"I'm not a slut, Luca" I said then opened my eyes, staring at him with a steady and defiant gaze.

"Look me in the eyes and say that" he growled and I blinked in shock before looking away from him, glaring at the door to his room.

"Riley" he snapped and I really wanted him to wake up and realise what the hell he was saying, and that he was seriously hurting my feelings.

"I'm sorry, I'm not.." I said in a shaky voice and frowned, gulping halfway through and being unable to carry on speaking.

Luca's grip suddenly loosened and he cursed but I didn't look at him.

"Oh my god Riley, I'm so sorry, I have no idea what I am saying" he said in an upset tone but I still didn't turn my head to look at him.