Chapter 11: Chapter 11

I felt his hands slowly unbuttoning the small buttons at the back of my nightgown, then caressing my bare back when he was done.

Okay, this is going far already.

"Stop him, Ivy. You need to stop him."My subconscious mind screamed at me.

"Stop Romeo."I finally cautioned him, after having a debate in my mind about whether to stop him or not.

I hated that my voice sounded like a moan. I'm sure it's gonna give him the wrong signal.

"Why?"He hoarsely asked.

Why do I want him to stop? Is it because we haven't settled our dispute? Or because, it's shameless to make out with him despite everything.

Maybe, I will go with the second thought. Why should I make out with him? Am I that dumb?

I quickly pulled away from him, when he wasn't holding me tightly.

"My mum might come inside or something,"I said.

I mentally kicked myself. What the heck did I just say? I ought to have told him the main reason I wanted him to stop.

Why am I behaving so stupid?

"Sit here."I told him, pointing to the only chair in my room.

"Come here."He said with a voice filled with authority.

I gazed at him with a questioning look. Is he trying to order me now?

"Let me help you with your nightgown. I've unbuttoned the buttons. Are you aware?"He questioned with a smirk on his face.

"No. I'm okay with a nightgown like that."I mumbled.

I don't want us to have close contact anymore. I just don't want him to touch me. We might start something we won't be able to finish. Something I might regret later on.

"Why are you here, Romeo?"I asked, after he finally sat down on the chair.

He gave a half shrug."Am I not allowed to visit my girl?"

I raised an eyebrow."Don't behave like you don't know what I'm talking about, Romeo."I snapped at him.

He lifted his shoulder in a half shrug."What are you talking about, Young? Honestly, I can't focus on anything right now."

"Why?"I asked.

His fingers threaded through his hair."Fuck! You are distracting me, girl. How can I focus on what you're saying when your boobs are staring at me? They're pulling me closer."

"Romeo, stop."I snapped at him.

I walked over to my wardrobe and pulled out an oversized t-shirt. I felt his eyes glued on me as I went to the restroom. I wore the t-shirt on top of the nightgown and went back to my room.

I heaved a sigh of relief when I found him where he was sitting earlier. Thank God, he wasn't trying to scatter my room and things.

Now, let's get down to business. Enough of behaving like a dummy. I need to make things clear with him.

"Why are you here, Romeo?"I repeated my question, looking into his eyes this time around.

"Don't you want me here?"He asked calmly.

"Yes. I ought to act rudely to you like you did, the last time I came to your house. But, my mom is in the living room. I don't want her to know what is going on between us."I paused for a few seconds letting my words sink in.

"What do you want from me, Romeo?"I asked him.

"I want you."He stated.

My eyebrows furrowed."Your sweet words aren't gonna flatter me, Romeo Sparks. "

The corners of his mouth curved into a wide smile."You're floored already."

"I'm not."I denied.

"I can bet my life on it. You're floored already."

I gave a half shrug."You're just gonna die."

He smirked."I am sure you don't wanna lose me. You can't live without me."

I lifted an eyebrow."Dude, I was living a perfect life before you came to my life. Fuck, I hate that you came into my life."

His eyelids dropped."That hurts, Ivy."

"Just like the way you shouted at me when I came to your house in order to check on you."I retorted.

I'm so happy right now. Why won't I be happy that my words have an effect on him?

"I'm sorry."He muttered calmly.

Silence reigned in the room. I opened my mouth to mutter some words but nothing came out of my mouth. I don't know what to say, honestly. I was missing him a few minutes ago, but now he's here. I detested him weeks ago. I ought to punch him in the face; damage his handsome face in such a way that girls won't be able to crush on him anymore, then throw him out of the house. But, I can't do that. I don't even know what to do right now.

"That wasn't me, honestly."His voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Oh. So, who is the guy that caused my one week suspension? Who is the guy who has been ignoring me in school? Who is the guy that was flirting with girls in school?"I bombarded him with questions.

My last question wasn't necessary though. It made it seem like I was jealous. Well, I'm kinda jealous. Because, why not?

"That wasn't me, Ivy."He muttered under his breath.

I let out a hiss."Then who?"

"I was going through some things then. I'm sorry that I acted like that towards you."He apologized.

"What is wrong with you?"I asked him.

"Don't worry."He said, avoiding my intense eye contact.

My eyelids dropped."I don't like when people keep things from me. I guess I'm just being stupid after all I'm not really important to you."I rambled.

"Ivy."He breathed.

He stood up from his seat and walked over to me. He sat beside me on the bed and held my right hand. I tried to fling his hand but it was useless, he didn't wanna let go of my hand.

"Ivy."He muttered.

I lifted my shoulder in a half shrug, blinking my eyelashes rapidly."Don't call my name if you don't have anything else to say."I snapped at him, even though I like the way my name slipped out of his mouth.

Deep down in my mind, I want him to keep calling my name like a mantra. I want him to wrap his arms around my waist, then whisper my name softly into my ears.

Damn! What am I thinking? I don't know why, I just seem to get out of my comfort zone and have fantasies anytime I'm with Romeo. His bad boy charm is really working on me.

All of a sudden, he let go of my hand and wrapped his arms around my waist.

Wait, am I thinking out loud? How come he knows what I need right now?

His hand fondles my hair gently.

"Ivy, you're important to me."He whispered into my ears.

I swallowed hard, as my palms began to sweat."You don't wanna tell me the shits you're going through."

"I don't wanna bother you."He said calmly.

"Bother me. I don't give a damn. I just wanna know what's going on with you."My voice came out as a yell.

I hope my mum won't hear my voice and come inside my room.

"Do you love me, Ivy?"

I lifted an eyebrow. I wasn't expecting this question. Why would he ask this in the middle of this conversation?

I love him, of course. But, I'm not sure if I should tell him. I might end up heartbroken. What if he doesn't feel the same?

I don't think he loves me. He wouldn't have ignored me since all these days, if he loves me.

"Are you in love with me?"He repeated his question.

I narrowed my eyes."I don't know."

"Do you love me?"I asked back, before he could say anything.

"I don't know. I don't believe in love."He answered.

I bit my bottom lip. This is the lower version of heartbreak. Thank God, I haven't confessed my feelings.

"But, you're special. I don't know, I used to think about you when we weren't together. That means you're important and so special."

Isn't that closer to love? Being on his mind definitely. I shouldn't overthink this. It could be that he was probably thinking about how sexy I would look on his bed. Romeo is so unpredictable.

"I've answered your question, it's your turn."His voice jerked me into reverie.

I was about to mutter something when a phone beeped. It's not my phone but Romeo's.

It was a text, but I noticed that his countenance changed after reading the message.

"What is it?"I asked curiously.

"Nothing. I think I have to go now."He said, with a blank look on his face.

Here we go again!

He isn't willing to give out information. What is wrong with him?

He moved away from me and stood up."Till then, Ivy."

"When?"

"I don't know. Maybe school."He said hurriedly and dashed out of my room.

My lips trembled. Something is up with him and he won't tell me. I know we aren't a thing but he should be able to offer me an explanation after all I'm important and special to him. He was the one who said that.

If my mother wasn't around, I would have followed him. Or, can I do that?