The Bad boy's Redemption

Chapter Nine

I was sat on the ground around a circle. Dave was sat to my right and some other guy to my left. We were in a medium sized room in Dave's mansion. The room was a bit far away from where the party was taking place so we couldn't really hear the music.

We were about to play suck and blow. I had refused to play but Dave had manipulated me into it, saying it was his birthday wish for me to engage in every drinking game tonight.

Everyone of Cat's clique was present, Harry included. The game began and before I knew it Dave was passing the paper to me with his lips. Carefully I placed my lips on the other end of the paper before sucking on it. I blew it to the next person just with as much carefulness as I collected it.

It went on round till it got to Cat who had somehow dropped the paper just before they met Harry's lips. Cat pressed her lips firmly on Harry's and the first person my eyes glanced to was Allison. Since yesterday that Cat told me Allison had a thing for Harry I haven't been able to stop looking at her behaviorism when she was with him.

The expression on her face was one of pure shock. Her lips were parted to form an 'o'. Few seconds later her lips were turned downward into a frown. I glanced back at Cat and Harry, they were now apart. Cat was spotting a blush on her face while Harry just wiped his lips with the back of his hand before he got up saying he wasn't playing again.

Dave whined at that for a solid ten minutes but then gave up when Harry wouldn't budge. Harry was sat on a settee few feets away from the circle.

The game continued till we decided to play something else. Spin the bottle. Nothing really startling happened till the bottle faced me. My heartbeat skyrocketed. I was not one to fancy kissing a stranger. I didn't want to and drinking wasn't an option.

The bottle was spun again and this time it was facing Nick. I let out a relieved sigh. I knew if I talked Nick to it, he wouldn't mind not doing anything when we get inside the cubicle.

I looked at Cat and found that she was glancing between Nick and I. She looked shocked and her expression mirrored Stacy and Allison's. Angela looked the same. I couldn't check for Harry's as that would involve me turning back and I didn't want him to know I was remotely interested in what he did. I mean the guy didn't even acknowledge me when we met earlier.

I got on my feet and trailed behind Nick till we got in and shut the door behind us. The cubicle was really small so I had to rest my back on the wall and Nick was standing right in front of me. My eyes were on his.

"Huh" I started. I was a bit nervous to talk 'cause of our close proximity.

"You don't wanna do anything do you.?" He asked and I found myself not having an answer to that. Did I want to or Did I not want to?.

I let my eyes leave his eyes and trailed down his chiseled face. His nose were slightly crooked but does nothing to make him any less attractive. My eyes went further down to his lips. He had the deepest cupid bow I'd ever seen. His lips were medium sized and pink. I found myself wanting to kiss them.

But, I had just met him a little over a week ago. Does wanting to kiss him now make me a harlot?. His lips moved, he was saying something but I didn't catch it. We were supposed to be in here for 5 minutes. About a minute and half has passed already. I was gonna tell him I wasn't interested in snogging when I remember Lewis' words from yesterday.

'Do things they never would have let you do if you were here.'

"I've never kissed a guy before." I found myself saying that instead. It was the truth. If this happens, it would be my first kiss with a guy.

"So you want to change that?." He asked with his hands buried deep in his trouser's pocket. His eyes kept glancing between my eyes and my lips. He looked nervous too.

I nodded, answering his question. It was just a game I told myself and then I felt his lips pressed softly against mine. At that moment, my heart dropped in my ribcage. If I thought my heart was beating fast before, now it was going at lightning speed.

I closed my eyes gently before holding onto his shirt. I couldn't trust my knees. His lips parted and they moved slowly against mine. I could only think of one thing then.

'I must do this again.'

It felt very different from my first two kisses which were stolen from me by my female best friends. The first was in primary school while the second was only six months ago. And my parents caught me on both occasions which is exactly why they think I'm gay.

His lips were so soft, I felt like biting on them and I did just that. I bit on his lower lip and he let out a low deep sound I strangely liked.

His right hand was now cupping my face now and he was now kissing a bit faster and harder than we were going before. I matched his pace wrapping my arms around his neck. He was close but not close enough so I pulled him closer to me. I could feel every inch of his hard body pressed into me. And for some strange reasons, I liked the feeling.

He bit on my lip and I made a sound I didn't know I was capable of making. I felt him smile into the kiss. I was hot all over and wanted more. This wasn't enough. He pulled away and I couldn't help the disappointed groan that came out of me. I could feel the blush on my cheek as I saw the huge smirk on his face.

"I thought you said you haven't done this before."

I nodded "I haven't." I hated the way my voice came out weak and breathy and his was just normal like the kiss didn't affect him.

"Then I guess you're a natural born kisser." He said before molding his lips back on mine. This time is wasn't slow. It was fast and hard and I liked it a lot. Nick was a helluva kisser. My heart was beating frantically in my chest. And then he slowed down his pace to how we were going at the very beginning.

Suddenly the door was pushed open. We pulled away from each other, our eyes planted firmly at the door. Standing in front of it was none other than Harry. He looked from me to Nick, his expression gave nothing away. I glanced at Nick and saw his lips were red and a bit swollen.

I did that.

Harry turned around and walked back to where he was sat before I came to the cubicle.

About twenty pairs of eyes were staring at Nick and I. Look of disbelieve shone in Dave's eyes. They went so wide I feared they would pop out. I stepped out first feeling a bit suffocated in that position. As I walked back to the circle, I felt extremely uncomfortable with the number of eyes staring at me. It wasn't like this when other people went in and kissed. I wondered why mine was any different. I assumed my former seat between Dave and the other guy whose name was Dustin, I think. From my peripheral vision, I could see Dave's eyes drilling hole by the side of my head so I snapped at him. I didn't appreciate being stared at.

"What!?."

"Nothing." He replied quickly before looking away.

Nick was now sat too. I met his eyes and looked away immediately. It felt awkward sitting in a room full of people who knew exactly what we did behind the closed doors of the cubicle. I was a bit ashamed. I'd never done anything like that. I could just hear my mum nagging me about how unladylike and improper that was.

"You two were gone for almost ten minutes." A redhead girl said. "That must have been a heck of a make out session."

"Wow your lips are all swollen and red. You probably would have swallowed each other if Harry hadn't stopped you two."

"Nick is one lucky bastard." someone commented.

"Can we continue. I haven't kissed anyone yet." A guy said.

"I think I'm done playing this. I need a drink." Was all Dave said before he stood on his feet to leave the room.

I could feel a pair of eyes burning a hole into the back of my head. I didn't bother turning around to find out whose it was.

Dave's?

or

Harry's?