Half of My Heart ✔️

41 | wake me up

I let out a soft moan as two hands trail up the side of my body, fingertips pressing into my skin. My fingers snake up the back of his neck and tangle themselves in the mess of his hair. I tilt my head to the side as lips press possessive kisses up the side of my neck.

"Look at me," the voice demands, and I flutter my eyes open. Dark brown eyes stare back at me, darkened with something that both frightens and excites me. The corners of his mouth lift as he takes me in. "Let me make you feel good, Crimson."

Levi's hands are firm on my waist and neck, keeping me in place. He's so hard and strong against me. I feel his hardness pressing between my legs. His body rocks against mine, teasing me, edging me.

I mutter an incoherent response as his fingers pull at the hem of my shirt. I immediately raise my arms above my head, allowing him to undress me. "All mine," he mutters as he nips at the sensitive flesh of my neck, drawing an elicit gasp from me. "You're all fucking mine."

I close my eyes again, relaxing into the feeling of him touching my bare skin. "Say it," Levi breathes.

I don't reply as he kisses my jawline, and I feel the slight nip of his teeth as he brings his lips back up to mine. "Say that you're mine," he repeats, more demanding this time. Before I can respond, his lips are parting mine again, and his arms are pulling me possessively against his bare chest. He's so warm.

"Don't," I hear a voice say, and my eyes shoot open. I pull back and am met with depths of blue and green staring back at me, begging me. "Don't say it."

"What—"

But Jack leans back in, pressing his face in the crook of my neck. I hear a voice, but it's Levi's again. "You're everything to me," it says, and I find that I can't make a sound. I'm frozen in shock, reeling from everything going on around me. "Tell me you're mine," Levi repeats. "Not his."

He pulls back again, and I stare back at dark brown eyes, speechless. Then a hand grasps my chin gently and tips my head to the left, and I'm staring at Jack again.

"Tell me you're mine," Jack says, his hand still gripping my chin. "Don't go."

I find my voice, although my mind is racing, overwhelming me. "I—I don't—"

"Why are you doing this to us?" Levi says, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Why can't you choose?"

"I did choose," I insist, my voice breaking. Levi just smiles.

"Wake up," a voice says, but both their mouths are moving, their eyes focused on nothing but me. "You have to wake up."

The sight terrifies me, and I shut my eyes, willing myself to snap out of whatever hellish nightmare I'm trapped in. The fog I'm under is wearing off slowly, and just before I emerge, a pair of lips press against mine, quickly but passionately.

The kiss is the last thing I feel before I wake up.

I sit up in my bed and look around, feeling confused and panicked. Finding myself alone, I pull my knees up to my chest and rest my chin on my legs, closing my eyes and trying to control my breathing. My mind keeps replaying their simultaneous voices in my head, haunting me.

I squint my eyes shut. "It was just a dream," I whisper to myself. Just as my heart rate begins to calm, my door swings open loudly. I startle in my sheets.

"Mom wants you to get your lazy ass out of bed and come downstairs," Archer says, leaning against my door frame. He stares at me for a second. "Why are you just sitting there like that? You look like a possessed kid in a low-budget horror movie."

I'm really not in the mood to tell my brother that I'm having sexual, yet terrifying dreams about two guys, so I just grab one of my stuffed animals and throw it at him. Of course, he dodges the throw. "Calm down, Tom Brady. Jeez, aren't you just a ray of sunshine in the morning?"