Abandoned

Chapter 11: Embarrassment (Part 1)

-Melissa's POV-

It's Thursday and tomorrow is the stupid Megan and James' one month anniversary. And also, it's been a week since my dad died. I still in a despair and couldn't concentrate with my school works. But luckily, my dance crew enable to finish up all three dance routines we gonna showcase tomorrow. Surprisingly, Chris let all of my friends having a sleepover at our house. We mostly used the dance studio as we need to finalize it until perfection in order to win the dance battle. It's difficult to catch up but I'm trying my best.

"Melissa, to be honest, you have the best house. You have everything in here. I wish I can stay here with you," said Ken while wondering around my house. He is the first one to arrive. He then went into the kitchen to get himself a cold drink. Chris had gone to work and will be home at around eight o'clock in the evening. Chris, so far, had helped me overcome my sadness and I'm thankful to have him.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I went towards the front door and was greeted by the rest of my crew. I invited them in. Their faces are priceless. I giggled at their expressions. I guided them to their rooms on the second floor. And yes, they are fighting over rooms. I sighed. I assigned their room and luckily they are okay with it. Then they followed me to the dance studio. And again, their faces are priceless.

"Okay. I know that my house is fabulous but can we focus! We have to win tomorrow's dance battle and not ended up getting yourselves embarrassed," I bellowed, making then turning their attention to me. They growled and start practicing. Even though it's difficult, the dance steps together with the position is beautiful. I bet that we gonna beat Megan's crew and walked out of the house proudly.

A few hours later, all of us are laying down on the floor. I could even hear Kaitlyn's stomach grumbled. All of us turned our attention at her. She blushed and yelled at us, "I'm hungry, okay!" That makes us laugh. I got up and decided to make them dinner. I looked at the clock and it's already five. No wonder she is hungry. We've been dancing for over four hours. I rushed towards the kitchen and starts rummaging the fridge. After I took the ingredients needed, I placed them on the kitchen counter and start cooking while the rest of my friends have a shower. I turned on the radio on full volume and blasted the room with the song, 'Chandelier' by Sia.

"I'm gonna swing from the chandelier... From the chandelier!" I sang along while making the dish for them. I decided to make spaghetti as that is easy to cook. Also, I easily get tired even though it's just a simple job. I wonder why. Is it normal? I sighed and continued cooking.

Without warning, I felt someone wrapped their arms around me. "I'm home..." That familiar voice belonged to Chris. I turned around and hugged him.

"I thought you're supposed to come home at around eight today." I asked him, while still wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Well, I have no more paperwork to settle for today. And I miss you." Awwh, he missed me. I chuckled and gave him a quick kiss, not wanting to be witness by my friends. I turned around, showing my back at Chris. I then continued to cook but Chris stopped me. He began to nibble my ear. He whispered, "Where are you friends?"

"Erm.. They're upstairs, showering." I stammered. Whenever he did that, I found myself stammering. Every time! I melted myself against him. He spun me around so that I faced him. He touches my cheeks and rested his forehead against mine.

"Since they're upstairs, we can have a little make out session. Right here, right now." He said seductively. My breathing turns into pants. He just took my breath away. My eyes lowered towards his lips. Oh gosh, I want him so bad. I heard him chuckled, making my cheeks beet red.

Not wasting time, he pressed his lips against mine. He kissed me in slow pace, tasting my lips completely. He then licked the bottom lip, asking for entrance. I playfully rejected him and continue kissing him. He growled in between our kiss. He picked up the pace and hungrily kissed me. My hands automatically on his hair, messing it. He lifted me up and squeezed my ass. I gasped at his actions. When I gasp, he quickly slides his tongue in. I could feel my back was supported against a wall. My legs were wrapped around his waist. I pulled away, needed some air to breathe but Chris doesn't stop. He brings his lips at my neck and placed butterfly kisses. To be honest, it tickles. I bring his lips back to mine in order to stop the ticklish kisses. Suddenly, our lip-lock was stopped when Madison shouted, "Oh my god!"