(63): Kim To His Kanye

"Kyle. Wake up" I shake him but to no avail. The guy sleeps like a dang baby.

I sigh as I retract my phone from under the pillow and look at the time. 02:54. Why the hell can't I sleep? It's the middle of the night, for crying out loud. I've been tossing and turning the whole time and I can't take it anymore. I need someone to keep me company or I'll lose my mind.

I shake the big baby again "Kyle!"

He starts to squirm and I smile victoriously as his eyes slowly flutter open in confusion.

"What? Did something happen?" His voice is hoarse and I have to hold myself from literally drooling over how sexy he sounds.

I shake my head "No"

"Then why the fuck did you wake me up?" He demands annoyed causing me laugh.

I pout "I can't sleep"

He rubs his eyes vigorously, trying to wake himself up before narrowing them at me "Why did you wake me up?" He asks again.

"I can't sleep" I whine loudly.

"It's the middle of the night, Chelsea-Anne" He informs dryly shaking his head against the pillow "What do you want me to do?"

I shrug leaning on his chest "Speak to me"

"You will be the death of me" He sighs looking down at me as he pinches the bridge of his nose muttering incoherent words under his breath.

I should feel bad for waking the poor guy up, but this whole thing is just honestly way too hilarious for me. He's cute.

"Lighten up" I tease giggling.

"Baby, please sleep" He pleas desperately; coaxing me and I shake my head "I'm so tired. Why are you doing this?"

"I miss you" I pout childishly.

"I miss you too but it doesn't mean you must wake me up in the middle of the night" He complains and I almost feel bad but not quite.

"I'm sorry"

He just breathes a laugh "Are you? Are you really?"

"No" I snort causing us both to laugh.

He brushes hair from my face as he looks to admire me, a small smile playing on his pink lips "You're lucky you're beautiful"

"No, you're lucky" I wink smirking.

"Good lord" He sighs amused "This is not what I signed up for"

"Why have you been avoiding everyone?" I ask suddenly, curious and concerned as I look up at him from under my lashes.

He furrows his eyebrows "What?"

"Winnie says you've been avoiding them"

He sighs "I wasn't avoiding them; I just wanted to be alone. I knew they'd be speaking about you half the time and I didn't think I'd be able to stomach it"

"Oh" I drawl "So you haven't told them about Riley?"

"Nope"

I frown "Why not? They're bound to find out, you know?"

"I know. I'll tell them" He assures.

"Okay" I offer meekly "Hey, guess what?"

He raises a brow "What?"

I giggle before I can even start saying anything "So Winnie was totally jealous today"

"Like how?" He snorts.

"She started getting all jealous about Nick and Avery. She kept insisting that she wasn't jealous but she clearly was" I laugh.

"Babe, really" He deadpans shaking his head unimpressed "Are we really fan-girling over our friends? I thought we were the normal ones here"

I pout "Come on, it's funny"

"That's their thing" He argues.

I laugh "Remember how we thought they were all being ridiculous when they kept accusing us of liking each other. That was funny"

"Good times" He snorts looking to reminisce.

"Why did we hate each other?" I enquire curiously, my voice an octave higher.

Kyle shrugs "You were annoying as hell"

"What? You were rude!" I reply defensively, hitting his hard chest and he yelps causing me laugh at him. "Stop being a pussy"

"Your hand hurts" He complains.

I giggle "Do you want me to kiss it better?"

He nods playing along and I grin happily as I reach for his shirt under the blankets and lift it up, causing him to suck in a deep breath as he watches me with wide eyes.

I wanna eat him!!!

I internally swoon when I'm greeted by his prominent abs and absentmindedly run my hand along them, feeling the ridges and dips. I look up at Kyle to find him with his eyes closed and I smile before placing a chaste kiss on his bare chest.

"Is that better?" I whisper.

He shakes his head "Again"

I giggle but I don't complain. I honestly wouldn't mind kissing these abs for as long as I live.

I kiss them again, at a different place this time, with my lips slightly open and my tongue darting out so I can taste his smooth skin while I'm at it. It tastes good, just like his lips.

I look up at him to see him breathing through his mouth, while watching me with what I think is lust and I smile innocently.

"Come here" He murmurs hoarsely.

Good lord.

I don't protest as I start to crawl my way up to his face. He adjusts me so I'm straddling him, my legs on either side of his waist and I gulp in exhilaration and excitement. I bite my bottom lip nervously, watching him watch me and it's like an animal attacking his prey as he groans loudly, his eyes dark, and pushes my head down so I'm kissing him.

I moan against his lips when his tongue immediately makes contact with mine and he explores my mouth with it, making me feel things... bad things. Things I've never felt quite like this before. I find my hands under his still-lifted shirt as I roam his hard abs, my fingers lingering on them happily. His go under my sweatshirt too so that they're squeezing my bare waist and I shiver at how good they feel against my skin.

Electric.

The kiss is heated and hungry, as our teeth clatter and lip-biting is more frequent. I can't even control my moans of pleasure at this point. This guy is too good at this. My hands move to his blonde, soft locks and I grab them between my fingers, slowly moving my body against his.

He immediately squeezes my waist hard so I can stop "Don't do that, baby" He groans hoarsely on my mouth, sounding tortured.

"Okay" I murmur placing my lips on his again, quickly; impatiently. Our lips move in synch for what feels like forever until he suddenly flips us around so that he's on top of me and my legs are circles around his waist. This new position is even better because he is all over me.

I like it.

He removes his lips from mine and I whimper slightly but that whimper doesn't last long when I feel them against my neck sharply, causing me to groan. His stubble brushes roughly against my skin, but it still manages to feel so fucking good that I think I might explode.

"Kyle" I utter gripping his hair.

He opens his mouth against my neck and latches harshly but oh so heavenly onto my skin and I crane my neck so he has more access as my back arches off the bed.

"Fuck" I whimper biting my lip hard.

He quickly locates my sweet spot causing me to start squirming under him, and moaning loudly. My nails scratch against his back gently as I breathe loudly.

"Shit, you're so sexy" He whispers against my ear, his hot breath caressing me, as he bites down on it. "I can't believe this is what I've been missing out on"

I'm so ready to sin for him.

"Kyle, that feels so good" I whine in pleasure- not being able to help myself- as I wrap my legs tighter around him to bring him even more closer to me.

I start to feel something, against my stomach, hard and... big. Realization dawns on me as my mouth make an 'O' shape and my eyes widen. Oh my gosh, it's so fucking big and I gasp loudly in shock immediately getting his attention as he moves to look at me, his eyes dark- filled with lust and adoration.

"What's wrong?"

I lick my suddenly dry lips "Uh, nothing"

Why is it so big? Is that normal? I can feel it all over me. Oh my gosh. I want to see it... touch it... feel it.

SHUT UP, DIRTY BRAIN!

"You sure?"

I nod, grabbing the back of his head "Yes. Just kiss me"

He smiles but lays his soft lips on mine again and I sigh contently against them. I don't think I'll ever get enough.

Ever.

***

"Are you sure I can't come with?" I plea one more time, giving Kyle my best puppy dog face.

He kisses my nose "No."

"But why? I already know everything"

"No offense, but it's kind of a family thing and I seriously don't want you to get involved incase it all backfires" He says.

I huff spinning on my chair "Fine"

Kyle is going to meet with his siblings to further discuss their plan. He won't even tell me where they're meeting. I know he has his reasons but I'm still quite curious. And I'd do anything to watch the three of them interact. I just never thought I'd ever see it.

Maybe I will though, in different circumstances, when everything is better.

He bites his toast before getting up "Thanks for brunch"

"You're welcome" I reply.

He offers me a smile and presses his lips quickly against mine "Don't miss me too

much" He teases, and I'm too hypnotized to smart-mouth him, before exiting the door with one last wink.

I sigh after taking my eyes away from the door. I miss him already. Is that bad? I think it is. What if I'm obsessed with the guy? Strangely, I can't seem to mind much.

I finish with my eggs and bacon, clean the kitchen and the rest of the house before deciding I'm in need of a long and hot shower.

The whole time in the shower, I'm just thinking about Kyle Chambers and no one else. I can't help but smile when I think about last night.

We spent a few more hours just making out and enjoying the feel of each other's lips and bodies. I literally have hickeys all over my neck and my lips are still kind of swollen. I think we were making up for lost time while we were at it. I mean we've been been dying to kiss each other, and when it finally happened, we couldn't get enough.

He did say when he started kissing me he wouldn't be able to stop. I guess he wasn't lying after all.

We didn't go further than making out, even though I kept feeling his huge bulge against my stomach. It felt so damn thick and it made me think of things I seriously shouldn't. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know what Kyle is doing to me but I find myself wanting to try things with him. Things I've never even thought of trying. I'm kind of scared, but excited at the same time.

Is that bad?

After looking down at my body and grimacing at my scars, I finally decide to get out of the shower. I really hate my them. Its mostly cuts and a few stitches. They look so gross and they're all over my body, especially my legs and I think I'm not going to wear anything short for a while. What if Kyle thinks they're disgusting and doesn't want to touch me?

Stop it.

I sigh, erasing the thoughts from my brain as I wrap a towel around myself and make my way to my room that I kind of missed.

I get dressed in my grey matching sweatpants and zip-up hoodie number and put on my warm fuzzy socks since it's not exactly hot. I throw my damp hair into a messy bun. I'm about to collapse on my bed and take a nap when I hear a knock at the door. I sigh but walk to go answer.

"Hi, lady" Kat grins when she sees me.

I can't help but smile too opening the door wider as she and Nathan walk in "Hey, you guys"

"How are you feeling?" Nathan asks.

I smile meekly "Better. So much better. I'm not really in pain, I just feel weak sometimes"

Kat hugs me "My poor bestie"

I smile against her happily. I really love this crazy bitch. I walk to the sitting room and they follow suite before we all collapse on the couch.

"So, what's up?" I ask.

"We just wanted to check on you" Nathan tells me, grabbing the remote and putting on the TV. "Is Kyle here? He's kind of been avoiding me"

Shame.

I frown "Nope, he's out"

"With who? We're all here" He enquires.

I can't tell him in front of Kat. I don't think Kyle would appreciate that.

"I don't know" I lie.

"So if he's not here then who gave you all the hickeys?" Kat smirks waggling her eyebrows, narrowing in on my exposed neck.

Great, I forgot to cover it.

Nathan also then notices "Jesus, there are a lot of those. You're dating a vampire"

"Shut up" I mutter, bringing my hoodie to the front to try and hide my neck. I need to lecture Kyle about assaulting my neck. In the moment it always so good, but the aftermath is the main problem here.

"Seriously, he must be a good kisser" Kat says dazedly.

Oh, he is.

I just smirk and Nathan scowls.

"Okay, babe, can you not?" He deadpans.

Kat snorts putting her hands up in fake surrender "Right, I'm sorry baby" She feigns an apology before looking at me "So did he tell you why he hadn't been visiting?"

I clear my throat uncomfortably "He's been preoccupied"

"Preoccupied?" She questions.

"Yeah, um, he's kind of dealing with a lot right now and yeah" I mutter planting my socked feet on the couch and hugging my knees.

Kat gives me a skeptical look but doesn't say anything else.

"So you've missed a whole week of classes. Do you think you're gonna be okay?" Nathan asks me, his eyes on the soccer match that's playing on TV.

I shrug "I think I'll survive"

"Are you really okay, Chels?" Kat's voice and eyes are soft as she looks concernedly and skeptically at me "I don't know... you and Kyle are just acting so mysterious. He still hasn't told us exactly what happened" She waves her hand in the air, frustration clear on her face.

Uh oh.

I gulp nervously "We're fine. I'm fine. I think we just need a moment longer to digest everything"

"I don't know, Chels, I don't like it" She mutters, not hiding her evident distaste.

"Sorry" I lamely reply, not exactly sure what she wants to hear.

She shakes her head unhappy "Okay"

I really have to speak to Kyle about telling all our friends exactly what happened. I don't think I enjoy all this lying and I don't want them to worry about me.

Before any of us can say anything else, the door swings open and I already know who it is. He's the only idiot that doesn't knock.

"Hi everyone" Nick grins brightly.

I grin back. He's the perfect distraction I need from all of this. He's always making me laugh.

"What did I say about not knocking" I scold feigning seriousness.

He enters and right behind him is Avery causing me to grin even wider. Yep, focusing on anyone else who is not me is exactly what I need.

He snorts "Oops"

"Hey girl" Avery waves shyly.

I give her a look "Mmh, so you two, huh? Where do y'all come from?"

"I, for one, would love to know" Kat chirps.

The two guests walk to us before collapsing on the couch too. Nick just ignores us and engages in a conversation with Nathan about the match they're watching.

Avery rolls her eyes when she sees our curious stares "We live at the same place. We bumped into each other and suggested coming here to check up on you"

"If you say so" Kat teases in a sing-song voice.

I just laugh, watching her squirm uncomfortably. It's way too funny. I can kind of see why my friends enjoyed teasing me about Kyle when I was still in denial. The sight is priceless.

"So does Kyle still not like me?" She asks instead, her face scrunched up.

I laugh at the reminder "We haven't spoken about it but he'll come around. No worries, lady"

Doubt it though.

"He won't" Kat immediately deadpans "He doesn't like any of Chelsea's friends. Especially me"

I laugh at this.

"He likes us" Nick chirps.

Oh so he's been listening.

Kat rolls her eyes "Yeah cause you're boys and you were his friends first"

"I'm confused" Nathan drawls "What happened for him to not like Avery? I thought he didn't even know her"

I can't help but laugh again as I remember the story. Oh my gosh, it was too good.

"Okay, okay" I sober up since everyone is looking to me to tell the story "So it was the day that all of you went to go watch the race and I wasn't allowed" I start "So Avery came over, and brought wine" I laugh and so does Avery "So we drank... a lot and just spoke, you know? Just having fun"

Nathan snorts amused "I already know where this is going"

"Hush" I demand giggling "Okay so now we're both drunk. Kyle and Nick walk into the door after and immediately notice. Kyle starts freaking out and asking why the fuck I'm drinking in the middle of the night. I'm too drunk and too busy laughing so I start to blame Avery because I didn't what else to do. I'm an annoying drunk so he had to deal with me the whole night. And now he doesn't like her because of that"

By the time I'm done, everyone is laughing their lungs out.

"It was horrible. He was so angry" Avery says in between laughs "If I was sober, I think I was just going to start crying"

"You've faced Kyle's wrath" Kat snorts.

I pat Avery's shoulder "Don't worry, we all have. Even me"

"The guy is damn hostile" Avery pouts.

"He'll come around" I assure.

Nick shakes his head "Actually he won't. I've known him all my life and he's still like that. He's only nice to Chels and that's it"

"Oh come on, he's nice to you guys" I defend on his behalf.

Nathan gives me a look "He's really not. We're just used to it so we've kind of become immune to his hostility"

"Yeah, he's so nice to Chelsea" Kat adds agreeing "When she tells me stories about him, I'd swear she was speaking about someone else"

"That's kind of cute" Avery coos grinning.

"Yeah, he's like Kanye. You know how he's only nice to Kim and only smiles when she's around? Yep, you're the Kim to his Kanye" Nick states matter-of-factly.

Trust him to say something lame like that.

"That's so stupid" I bark out laughing.

"It's true" He defends loudly "You should be glad, little Chels"

Am I the Kim to his Kanye? The thought makes me blush a little even though it's so corny. I guess he's pretty nice to me- very nice actually. I don't see him act the way he does with me with anyone else... except that one time with Willow. That's...special. I like that.

"You're blushing" Kat points out amused.

I fake-scowl "Am not!"

"Honestly Chels, you and Kyle might be my favorite couple" Nick winks at me and I hum surprised-ish. I though he didn't like us together.

"Since when?" I ask skeptically.

He shrugs "I didn't like you two together as friends, but now that you're actually together and not being indenial, I like you two. A lot. I'm like a proud parent"

I blush shyly; happily.

"Hey, what about me and Kathrine?" Nathan protests childishly.

"Well I didn't make y'all now, did I?"

Avery laughs "Just because they met through you doesn't mean you made them, Nicholas"

"Sure it does" He argues.

I just smile "Well thank you, Nicky boy"

"Whatever. Boring" Kat mutters, half teasingly and half- actually serious. I guess she's still mad about what I'm not telling her.

"Don't be jelly, baby" Nathan snorts "They're my favourite couple too"

"Of course we are" I say arrogantly.

I think Nathan is the most common denominator Kyle and I have together. He's his best friend and he's also mine- in a way- so it makes sense. It's the same with Nick, I guess, but we're both just much closer to Nathan than him at the moment.

He grins "I'd definitely be the best man at your wedding"

Probably.

"No, I would" Nick argues.

I just let them argue while laughing amused and happily. They really do make everything better; even as annoying at they are sometimes.

***

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