Addicted

Chapter 24.

"What?" I ask him when I notice he was standing absent minded in the middle of my room.

"What are we doing?" he asks.

"What do you mean?" I respond.

"I mean what I say. You like- you jumped me..." He looks around my room.

"What?" I ask with a broad smile.

"You just completely surprised me..."

"How?"

"I thought you hated me and then next minute you're sucking my dick," he says, and it makes me laugh out loud.

"How very romantic," I say sarcastically and giggle more. I watch his serious face turn from a frown to a smile as I giggled.

"I'm serious, Angel."

The sound of him saying my nickname, made me internally flip with happiness.

I set up my bed and grab my clothes fallen on the floor and throw him his shirt so he can put it on.

"I don't hate you, Zac," I say when I put my clothes in the washing hamper in my room.

I really didn't hate him. I love him, but I wasn't going to say that out loud anytime soon.

"You said you hated me."

"I hated what you did to me. I don't hate you specifically," I say honestly. "It was just said in the heat of the moment."

I rub my eye. I was definitely coming down from my euphoric state.

"So, what do you want from me, Ali?" he asks, and the sound of his voice makes me look up at his beautiful face.

"I want you to sleep with me tonight," I state.

"Why?" he asks confused.

"Because I haven't slept properly in a week without you," I answer honestly in my drunken state.

I watch his eyebrows come together and he sighs, his shoulder dropping with my candour.

"Neither, Angel," he says and takes a step closer to me.

I wrap my arms around his body, resting my forehead on his chest.

"What are you doing to me?" he asks and rests his chin on my head.

"I could say the same thing to you," I say. "Let's go to bed. I'm exhausted."

I grab his hand and lead him to my bed. I get underneath the covers and feel him do the same on his side.

"What are we?" he asks.

"I don't know, but all I do know is that I am so very tired. Tired from not sleeping and tired of hating you."

"You said you didn't hate me," he says, next to me.

"I'm tired, shut up," I laugh and close my eyes. My body was so physically tired, from both work and from the pleasure Zac made me feel.

He wrapped his arm around me, and I rest into his arms, feeling annoyingly at peace in his arms.

It felt like I had only just closed my eyes when my alarm buzzes softly at my side. Zac was in the same position of when he fell asleep.

I get out of his arms and get ready for Last Words. To think only a week ago, I was in the exact same position, only I didn't know he had a girlfriend at the time.

I went into the bathroom and did a light layer of makeup. I got dressed in my black jeans, white platform sneakers, a white top and my grey dress jacket. My hair was still wet from last night's shower, so I put it in a braid, frustrated by how it wasn't cooperating this morning. I brushed my teeth in the bathroom, pausing with the toothbrush in my mouth for a little longer, knowing that Zac had it in his mouth only hours earlier.