VALENTINA RODRIGUEZ POV
We've been watching Tv for hours when suddenly I felt his warm lips on my forehead. I look up at him and smile. He smiles back at me. A genuine one. How do I explain this relationship that we have?
We felt it, but I think we both don't want to admit it. Not yet.
Every time we run, we came back to each other like a magnet. The attraction was unbreakable. We ignore and deny it every time someone asked if we liked each other.
But we can't help it when we were alone. Our heart yearns for each other. When Kayden and I were still together, keeping our distance is a little easy.
I still can control my desire to jump on him. It sounds like I'm cheating on my boyfriend. Yeah?
We pull a fight, cursed, accused, and anything that hurt us. We were trying to make us hate each other. That keeps us away from each other.
But, since I've got over Kayden, we grow close much to my dislike. Living in the same roof is not helping. Why? I felt dirty to myself. I've just gotten over my boyfriend. Now, I'm in another man's arm and that too, without a label. I hate myself for that. I can't help but feel bad.
But then, Kayden had found another woman. No. Not any woman. But, he already had his fiance behind my back.
I felt like a fool, not knowing this. I had loved that asshole with all my might. Yet, he already had someone to complete his life with.
"Princess," he said, taking me off of my thoughts.
"Hmm? "
"I'm sorry, "
"It's okay. I think I overreacted. It was the irony, after all. I hated liars despite me being a liar myself," I stated.
It was true, though. I hated liars, and I lied to my parents and friends about me being in a gang and that I had been killing people.
The guilt of lying was just too much to bear. Maybe, that's why I hated liars. I don't want them to feel the same guilt that I feel. If they even felt it.
"You're a bit distracted that day. You know I care for you just like the other guys. I can't send you into a mission in that state you're in. I'm-uh- the guys are afraid they'll lose you,"
I rolled my eyes. Noticing that he almost slipped up that he's afraid he'll lose me.
"I understand, " I smile at him.
"Will you come back..home? "
I sigh.
"This is my home, Keith," I look down at the floor.
"I know..Then, will you come back to my house, our gang house, for me, please? "
He raises my chin to look at him.
The others must have gone mad at him for making me leave. They'll not hesitate to make him suffer more if I don't come back. As much as I liked the idea of him suffering a bit, I miss the guys.
"In one condition, "
He raises an eyebrow.
"Promise me that you won't tell anyone about this house, "
"I promise. But, I don't know if Nancy will, "
I perk up at her name.
Dang! Nancy must've been following me yesterday.
"Tell her not to tell anyone, " I narrow my eyes at him.
"But -" I cut him off by standing up and sat on the other couch and folding my arms on my chest.
"Fine,"
He grabs his phone and starts dialling.
"Hey, Nancy. Have you told anyone about Vale's new address? "
"Good, " he ends the call.
"Satisfied?" he asked me.
"Hmm... "
I focus my attention on the Tv while leaning back onto the couch.
"I have until midnight to bring you back," he stated.
"Okay, "
I was greeted by silence. I turned towards him and burst out laughing when I saw him blush. His eyes were saying something that I indeed know. It shows hesitation too.
"I-I just-urgh! " he ran his finger on his hair.
"What? " I smirk at him.
He narrowed his eyes.
"You know exactly what I want. Now, come over here or..."
"Or what?" I asked, shifting my attention back to the Tv.
I was caught off guard when he pushes me flat on the couch on my back.
"What the-"
I was about to sit back up and shout at him when he hovers over me, pinning my wrist over my head.
"Keith-"
Once again, he managed to shut me up when he slammed his lips on mine passionately. I refused when he asked for an entrance as I struggle helplessly beneath him. His free hand moved under my shirt, making me released a moan. He took that chance to run his tongue into my mouth and started exploring every corner of my mouth.
He realized I was not responding to his kiss and slowly let go of my wrist as well as making a move to get up with a look of hurt. He was about to leave when I stand up and push him back on the couch before straddling him.
Without waiting for him to respond, I caught his lips between my own and slipped my hand on his hair. Soon enough, he recovered from the shock and immediately wrapped his arm around me as he deepened the kiss.
We pulled away breathless as our forehead rested on each other.
"Cuddle with me?" he asks after a few moments.
"No," I said, wanting to tease him for being such a cuddler.
A gang leader who cuddles. That will be the most unbelievable story ever.
He narrowed his eyes at me before he smirked.
"You know, princess-"
"No, I don't," I cut him off innocently as my fingers play unconsciously on his hair.
"Don't cut me off," he said in a gritted teeth.
"fine," I huffed.
"My mother wants a grandchild," he said calmly.
"Okay," I shrugged my shoulders as I look at his messy hair.
"Are you sure?" he asked me.
It took me several seconds later to register what he said about his mother. My eyes go wide as my face grows appalled, and my body stilled. I gulped and slowly looked down to meet his darkened eyes.
My heart is beating rapidly, thinking of a child. Keith and my child. I'm too young to be a mother, and I'm not prepared. Plus, this is the first time I actually got to think about having a child. We aren't even married!
"Uh..a-a..ch-child...uhm..I..no," I stuttered.
He watches my reactions in amusement.
"Then, cuddle with me," he asked, ordered.
I hesitated. Something that was below me is not helping either.
"I..."
"It's either you cuddle with me or.." he trailed off in a mischievous smirk.
I was still thinking of what to decide when Keith's hand move to lift my top.
"F-fine! I'll cuddle with you!" I squeaked in panic.
He stopped his movements and looked at me with victory, dancing on his eyes.
This is the second time he actually dares to cuddle with me. The guys found us on the couch, and I said that he forced me to cuddle with him. I was way too embarrassed to say that we agree on the idea.
Thank god the couch is big enough for us to lay down next to each other. I turn off the Tv and put the first aid kit on the table before I lay beside him. His arm wrapped around my waist. I put my head on his chest before closing my eyes. Soon enough, we drifted asleep.
Way to call us no label at all.
