Chapter 10

Chapter 10


Liam POV

Shit! Jason was at the door.

My heart was pounding in my chest. My best friend Jason was at the door, while his brother was laying on top of my naked body.

How did I end up in this situation? And how would I explain this? This was a nightmare.

"Oh god." I covered my mouth.

I stared at Ryan.

"Shhh. Don't make a sound." He placed his index finger on his lips, signaling me to be quiet.

"Liam!!!! Open the fucking door." I heard Jason yell. He continued to pound on the door.

My heart stopped. Oh, God.

I could not let him find me with his brother.

Jason hated Ryan. If he found out that we were hooking up, he would probably murder him.... and murder me too.

He had warned me to stay away from him, and yet here I was. In bed, with him.

Shit!

This was a nightmare.

I stared at Ryan. He was looking at me, and shaking his head.

"Liam!!! Open the door." Jason said again.

Then, I heard the sound of a key being inserted into the door.

My heart stopped.

Fck.

If Jason was to open the door and see us, he would freak the hell out. I was screwed. So screwed. Ryan was going to pay for this. I pushed Ryan off me, and ran towards the door.

Shit! I remembered. I was naked. I couldn't go out there naked. I searched the floor for my towel.

"Looking for something, babe?" Ryan's voice taunted me.

I glared at him, and he smirked. He had my towel in his hand, and was dangling it in the air.

"Give it to me." I mouthed. I was too scared to speak.

"Say you're mine." He whispered to me.

What the fuck? I thought. Was he serious right now? Did he think this was a fucking game? I could feel the sweat drip down the side of my head. Oh shit. Fck.

I stared at him, and his blue eyes burned with desire.

"Say you're mine, Liam. And I will give you the towel." He repeated.

Oh fck.

"Liam, are you alright?" Jason's voice came again.

"Umm..Yeah." I replied.

"Then open the fucking door. My keys aren't working." He said.

"Um..I'll be out in a sec." I said.

"Hurry up. It's late. What's taking so long?" Jason asked through the door.

I turned to look at Ryan. My eyes pleading.

Didn't he understand the severity of the situation? My best friend was standing at the door, and was about to walk in on us.

"Please, Ryan. I'm begging you." I mouthed.

Ryan smiled.

"Liam. Just say you're mine. And you will get the towel." He repeated.

"Liam, who are you talking to?" I heard Jason asked. "Is someone in the room with you? Are you in danger? Should I call 911?"

Shit. Shit. Shit.

This was getting worse and worse by the second. My hands and legs were shaking.

"Liam?" Jason called out to me again.

"Umm...yeah. It's just me. And I'm not in danger. Just give me a sec." I blurted out quickly.

"Well, hurry the fuck up. I have class early in the morning and I need to sleep." Jason said.

"Okay, Okay. Give me a minute." I replied.

I turned to look at Ryan. My towel dangling from his hand.

"Ryan, please. Give me the towel. This isn't funny." I said.

He shook his head.

"Say you're mine. Then, I will give it to you." He said.

I looked at the towel and back at him. I was scared. So scared of Jason. He was not the type of person who you would want to mess with. He would flip the fck out, if he saw us together.

"Okay. Fine. You win. I'm yours." I gave up. "Just give me the fucking towel, before Jason comes in."

"Not good enough." He said. He stared at me and grinned.

"Kiss me." He demanded.

"What?" I gasped.

"Kiss me." He repeated.

"Are you insane? Do you want Jason to kill us? Because he will. You know he will." I almost yelled.

Ryan shook his head.

"No, he won't." He said.

"Kiss me and say you're mine. That's all you have to do, Liam. All you have to do is kiss me. Then, the towel is yours. I promise." He told me.

"You're a lunatic." I mouthed.

Here I was shaking with fear and he wanted a fcking kiss. I had never been more embarrassed.

"Just kiss me." He said. "It's not hard. You've done it before."

Ryan was right. I had kissed him before.

At the party. In here. By the wall. On the bed. But that was a mistake. An enormous mistake.

He was a bad guy. A really bad guy. I was beginning to realize that Ryan was nothing but trouble.

Why was he doing this? Why did he care so much, whether or not, I was his? Why did he care for a stupid kiss? Was it some sort of a power play?

"Hurry up, Liam What's taking so long?" Jason pounded at the door.

Shit. Shit. Oh, God.

Ryan stood up from the bed and walked towards me.

"Kiss me Liam" He repeated.

I didn't reply.

Ryan stared at me and smiled. Then he took off his shirt. He took off his fuckin shirt and dropped it on the floor.

"What are you doing?" I whispered. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm undressing. Since you don't want to kiss me, I thought I would make it easier for you. If you kiss me, then I will put my shirt back on. But if you don't, then I will keep stripping until I am fully naked." He replied with a shrug.

AHHHH!!

I almost yelled. This was crazy. Insane. Did he have no shame? No sense of dignity? He was a fckin nutcase. I stared at him. My eyes wide with both fear and lust. He was shirtless and his jeans hung low on his waist. I could see his defined abs and his V-line.

Oh God!

He was hot. Yes, I've seen him shirtless before but every time I saw his body, it drove me wild. It was too much. He was too much.

"Liam!" Jason's voice called out to me.

"Liam! I swear to God. I will break down this door. If you don't open up in five seconds, I'm calling 911."

SHIT. This was bad. So, so, so, so, so bad.

Ryan looked at me. His hands were on his jeans and he was about to pull down his zipper.

"I will kiss you." I finally caved.

"Really?" His eyes lit up.

I nodded.

"Yes. Let's just get this over with. Please." I begged.

"Great. Now come here." He waved his finger, gesturing me to come closer.

I walked towards him and placed a soft kiss on his cheek.

"I've kissed you. Hand me the towel." I said, turning away from him.

"Not like that. A real kiss. Like this." Ryan grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"Ryan, no." I resisted.

"Liam, yes." He replied.

He leaned down and our lips met. Our lips touched and a fire ignited. It was slow and sweet. And then, the kiss deepened.

He held unto me, and his hand slipped down to my lower body. I felt the heat of his palm as he grabbed unto my as.

I moaned and he bit down on my lip.

The kiss intensified and he pulled me even closer. I could feel his hardness pressed against me. My breath quickened.

I was getting hard again. I could feel my legs start to shake. I moaned, and my body trembled.

He groaned. His tongue swirled around my lips, teasing them. Then, he bit down.

The bite hurt, but felt good at the same time.

"You taste so sweet, Liam" Ryan's eyes were closed.

I could feel his erection press against my stomach. He was big. So big.

It felt so fckin good. I could feel my body heat rise.

His lips traveled down to my neck. He left a trail of kisses, and nipped at my collarbone. My breath was ragged.

He moved his hand down and rubbed the area between my thighs.

Ohhh. My legs wobbled and I felt lightheaded.

" Ryan." I moaned. I was lost in the sensation of his touch.

Ryan groaned. His other hand grabbed my hair, pulling me closer to him. His tongue danced around my mouth, and our teeth collided. We were breathing heavily.

I was about to moan again when I heard Jason's voice. This time, there was someone else there with him.

"Can you help me break down the door? The key isn't working and my roommate isn't responding and I tried but couldn't open it. Something is wrong. I'm getting really worried." I heard him say to the person.

SHIT. Oh no. oh, no. My heart stopped.

I immediately broke the kiss.

"Stop." I grabbed the towel from Ryan and wrapped it around me.

I looked at Ryan one last time, before making my way to the door. I could feel my heart pounding. It was beating so fast.

Ryan was in the room.

What was I going to tell Jason? How will I explain his presence? There was no way that he would not notice him. He was 6 feet tall. And he was fcking huge.
What the hell was I supposed to say?

Oh God. This was bad. Really bad. I prayed to God to perform a miracle and make Ryan disappear. If Jason found him, I would be toast.
I reached the door and took a deep breath. My hand trembled as I unlocked the door. I opened the door slowly.

"Hey, Jason." I said, as soon as I saw him.

"Liam. What the hell?" Jason yelled. "Why did it take you so long to answer? What the fuck is wrong with you."

He walked past me and into the room. I swallowed. This was it. Jason had seen Ryan and I was about to be murdered.

"I'm sorry. I was sleeping." I said.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Sleeping in a towel?" He asked.

"Well, I was going to take a shower when you knocked. But I fell asleep." I lied.

"Whatever." He said.

We both turned around and stared at the room. There was no one there. No one was in the room. Ryan wasn't in the room.

What the hell? He had disappeared. Where did he go? How did he leave?

Oh God.

I was relieved and also shocked.