Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Rosie's POV

The past few days have been excruciatingly painful. The amount of effort I exerted to avoid Jake is enough to unleash the hidden bitch within me.

And it's freaking painful and suffocating. I can't believe how just a week of him being sweet towards me will make me experience this kind of withdrawal once I decided to stop letting him touch me.

I started feeling sensitive not only to Jake but everyone.

Once, I threw a pillow at Jason for overly teasing me and back hugging Vash over and over every time I see them.

"If the two of you don't stop, I'm going to make sure you two don't get to make babies in the future," I told them in annoyance and Rome laughed so hard after Jason and Vash covered their precious soldiers.

The boys kept teasing me about Jake and I hated it.

All he does is shrug his shoulders, unaffected by everything. That asshole.

And when I said Haiden is a bitch, I mean, he is a total bitch for blabbering to the guys what he heard Jake said last time. Their fans should realize how big of a mouth these boys have.

The fact that Vash saw Jake back hugging me while cooking isn't much great help either.

What's even worse is, each day that passes makes me flinch in nervousness as I think about what Samantha unnie will tell me once we see each other.

I mean, I understand that she cares for me but why do I feel like I did something wrong because of Jake?

Disappointment, that's something that I'm not wishing to see through Samantha unnie's eyes and I have this weird feeling that she will once she finds out what I did. And I don't feel too happy about it.

With that in mind, I always make sure to avoid Jake at all cost. Of course, I can't always stay away from him but I make sure someone other than the boys stay with us so he won't start doing anything stupid.

Like kissing each other full on the mouth, yeah.

One time, Jake tried pulling me by the waist and I almost kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and Jason exclaimed in shock.

Thank God Jake has fast reflexes or his balls wouldn't stay intact.

After that, he realizes that I wasn't kidding so he gave me space. Of course, he still constantly stares at me which made my heart melt like a hot chocolate.

How come he is different from someone Samantha unnie told me he would be? Though I hated his guts, in the beginning, Samantha unnie had made this very reserved image on my head.

I was expecting a baby Jake, someone who can't stare at a girl’s eye for more than three seconds. I thought Jake was a very shy guy, someone who wouldn't dare speak his mind especially when someone he doesn't know is around.

But I guess I was wrong. Because the first thing I got from him is his wild tongue and his fiery touch.

And goddamn it, I'm loving it. But avoiding him like this is making me close to snapping, and I only have a thin line left to spare before I explode.

Most of the time, I always stay with Yohan oppa who is the only person who doesn't make fun of me.

If not sleeping, he was talking to Jessie which ends up me talking to the girl most often as Yohan oppa gives me his gone whenever Jessie gets carried away and shares me a lot of things.

At first, I thought Yohan oppa would be upset because I was taking too much of their time but I later found out that Jessie doesn't have a lot of girl best friend except for Samantha unnie, and Yohan oppa was glad she had found another in my presence.

Wait till she meets Lisa.

Unfortunately, I can't always avoid Voelevard's youngest member.

When I thought everybody had gone to the stadium for rehearsals, I was shocked to see Jeon Jake standing right outside the bathroom door, his face furrowed and he stares at my current state.

"Don't you have a bathrobe?" he mumbled, his eyes scanning my form, my body covered with a short towel.

Thank God I decided to wear my underwear beforehand or I'd be basically naked in front of him.

"What are you doing here? Don't you have a rehearsal to attend to?" I snarled at him as I turned my back from his direction, my hands on my front, covering my cleavage where I saw his eyes were at.

This facade that I am trying to put up is killing, shattering my resolve into pieces. The mere fact that he's just a few inches away from me, in private, makes my heart weaken.

"Why are you avoiding me?" his voice was sharp and I know he felt frustrated.

I went inside of my enclosed space as I try to wear my clothes as fast as I can. But this asshole seems too comfortable following me, watching me change my clothes in front of him.

I was only able to wear my shorts, the towel still wrapped around my body as I face him.

"Stop," I told him. His eyes were blank and I regret telling him those words. But I have to. "Whatever it is that we have, it needs to stop." I finished, my voice shaky.

My cheeks were blushing red but I pretend that I am not affected by his presence. I've been patient for so long, I can't let him break down my walls at this point, no matter how unstable and unsteady it may be.

However, what he did next caught me off-guard, or I guess not?

His movement was swift, and the next thing I knew was his lips crashing into mine as he hungrily forces his soft lips on me.

As much as I hate to admit it, Jake brings so much ecstasy all over me and I can't seem to stop him.

He is seeping through my sanity and I can't seem to think straight every time.

His kisses were addicting and the taste of his lips to my mouth is enough to make me go crazy.

Why does he taste so good?

A moan escaped my lips as I felt his hand slowly travels through my spine, his warm hands sending me shivers all over.

I don't know how but the next thing I knew was my body lying down on my bed, him towering over me, the curtains close as we devour each other's mouth.

"This," he whispered. "I miss this sweet lips," he said in between kiss and my core started throbbing at the sound of his voice.

Fuck this.

My hands traveled to his face until my right hand was able to grab a fistful of his hair.

"Fuck," I mumble as I tremble from his touch. The force of his tongue enough to make every inch of my body weak.

I tilted my head a little as he tries to gain more access meeting my tongue and sucking in inside.

He was a little aggressive and my breath hitch as I felt him bite my lower lip, my body arching along the process.

"Shit Jake."

At this rate, I'm going to lose my mind.

And then I felt his hands traveling on my body. His hand was hot, on fire and I feel like burning. My body shivered when his hand brushed the top of my chest until it loosens the tie on the towel.

And then he stopped.

The glint in his eyes made my cheeks burn red as he stares at my chest.

I was wearing my bra but damn, his stare makes me feel hot to the core.

"Beautiful... You are beautiful baby..." he whispered and I felt butterflies in my stomach.

Shit, am I some high school kid?

My hands automatically reached up to cover my face. Why does this feel so embarrassing?

"No need to be shy," he whispered and I was a moaning mess when he started leaving a trail of kisses from my neck, leaving me hungry for more as he sucks a sensitive spot on my body.

His right hand clasped on my other hand while his left hand on my waist.

"Stop avoiding me. Or I'm going to lose my shit," he said, dry humping me a little and a growl escaped my mouth.

Fuck. I can't take this.

My hand started traveling down his body, pulling his shirt as it goes along the way.

This abs. I'm going to lick it this time.

"Wait," I called his attention and he pulled away, confusion visible in his eyes.

Instead of answering, my hands started traveling with that firm abs. A smirk form on his face and him biting his lower lip makes it difficult for me to focus.

"Don't worry, that's all yours baby." he muttered sexily, and I was enthralled by the controlling look in his eyes. He then grabbed my hand from his stomach and placed it on his lips. I watch him as he started giving kisses on from my hands, to my arms, until it reaches my shoulder, a tingling sensation dawning all over my body. If that's not enough to make me lose my insanity, I don't know what else it would be.

And then he started biting the skin on my shoulders to my neck and it's wrecking me.

"Do you know how much I hate seeing you sitting so far away from me? I can't stand it. I want you close, only to me." he mumbled behind my ears and I tiled my head to bite the skin beneath his neck., a growl escaping his mouth.

Dear God.

Just as we were engulfed in the trance that we locked ourselves into, a blaring sound coming from his pocket is enough to wake us up from our craziness. And I can't help but curse in annoyance.

But instead of answering whoever it is that is calling on his phone, he went back into kissing my lips and I was so damn glad he did.

My hands grab the back of his neck while our lips continuously nab each other. With his slight movement, I push him a little, overturning our position until I am already at the top, the towel now completely off my body giving him a full view of my skin with only my bra and shorts underneath.

An amused expression was visible on his face after realizing what I was trying to do. The fact that I was trying to be in control amazes him all the more.

I rolled my eyes at him before moving lower, until my lips touch these fucking abs that have been haunting me since day one.

Fuck it was so hard.

I started leaving trails of soft kisses on his skin, sucking a few which earn a moan from his mouth, that boosted my confidence even more. And then I reached his fucking v-line, my tongue doing its job as I lick his perfect skin, and I smirk as I saw him arc from his relaxed position, his free hand pulling my hair a little, a soft moan emerging from his mouth.

"Oh God, Rosie!"

Before my hands could even reach the buckle from his waist, the loud ringing from both our phones erupted, disrupting our moaning party. And then there's the loud knocking on the door

"Shit." He immediately sat down, his hands wrapped around my waist, his face close to mine taking my breath away. I just had a make out session with him but my eyes still get mesmerized by his charming looks.

As if I am light as a feather, he stood up from the bed, carrying me, my legs wrapped around his torso. We look so fucking sensual, I had to cling my arms to his neck, not wanting to let go.

He chuckled at my actions and I just leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Jake are you there?" I heard one his manager's voice and Jake answered nonchalantly.

"Yes, manager. I just forgot something. I'll just use the restroom, I'll follow afterward." he shouted and I buried my head on the crook of his neck, his right hand on my butt while the other took the shirt that I tossed earlier.

"Rosie, you need to get dress before someone comes in. Do you want to go watch our rehearsals?" I felt his other hand brushing my messy hair. I find his gesture very endearing.

Oh right, I haven't even brushed it.

How do we always end up making out after I took a shower?

"Will there be a lot of people there?" I mumbled.

"Some fans and our staffs. Don't worry, I'll make sure not to let you off my sight." He told me before he carefully put me down on the bed and I pouted, not wanting to get away from him.

He cupped my face as he crouched down a little to level our face.

"You look so adorable," he said before leaving a kiss on my forehead. It took me by surprise and my heart started beating erratically.

The next thing I knew is him putting my shirt on me, as I stare at his wonderful face.

I don't even know how he got my brush but he started fixing my hair and I have never felt so useless but happy at the same time.

I didn't know it's nice to have someone take care of you like this.

After a while, we were both ready to leave and head down to the stadium, but my eyes were still lost with the sudden emotion enveloping my already weak heart.

"Beautiful...." he whispered while staring at me.

Dear Lord, am I ready for this?

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