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Chapter 33

Noah Gerald Sky

Hate To Love You

"So, he said you were his boyfriend?" I ask him as he nuzzles his nose in the crook of my neck.

"Yes," says Gloss, trailing butterfly kisses on my neck. "He said he'd sleep over, but then he changed his mind. Never had a chance to ask him why."

"Good thing you never had a chance. The last thing I want to happen is that Beau guy sleeping here in your bed rather than me." I say, chuckling, kissing his forehead. "Does your head still hurt?"

Gloss shakes his head. He starts to suck on my collarbone and I have to shut my lips in order not to moan the pleasure out, but it only makes me groan. His hands roam around my body, feeling every inch of my skin. He murmurs something against my skin, but his voice is muffled, and I can't understand what he's saying. He hovers on top of me as he kisses my jawline, straddling me. I moan his name, and that makes him to give me a love bite, and I let out a gasp. Gloss kisses my lips and deepens it, tilting his head to the side.

My whole body is on fire as Gloss continues to do his ritual. He then lowers his head, tugging the hem of my shirt, licking my lower abdomen. He hooks a finger in my jeans and I draw in a breath. Gloss starts to fumble with the zipper of my jeans, zipping it down. I just shut my eyes and brace myself for the euphoric feeling, my mouth open. He wraps his fingers around me, and I let out a moan from pleasure. His hands are warm, and the heat travels to me through the contact of our skins. He then flicks his tongue on the head, then a warm cave wraps around my member and I gasp.

His warm mouth around me is enough to make me blow, but I fight against it. I want this to last. And I don't want this to end.

Gloss starts to bob his head up and down and every action is making me pant, lika a dog wanting some water to quench the thirst. I grip his shoulder and pull him off of me, then I lift him up and kiss him, rolling us over the bed. I kiss him hard, wanting some more. His lips are just like before, warm and soft, kissable and taste like heaven. I take off his shirt, his jeans, his boxers, and my clothes. I'm burning up, and Gloss is the one who can extinguish the fire that is burning within me.

Lifting his legs, I trail hot kisses all over his chest as I push myself deep inside him, slowly.

We make love until midnight.

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The birds are chirping, singing happily, the sweet melody ringing in my ears. The sun is shining brightly and beautifully, passing through the windows of my room, and it makes the room warm. A body shifts beside me, draping an arm across my torso and I have to smile from the action.

Waking up with your lover beside you is the best feeling ever. It's like facing a new day, a new obstacles, and a new world together with him. I lean down and peck his lips. His eyes flutter open and he gives me a soft smile, snuggling beside me.

"Wake up, baby." I coo, running my fingers through his hair, making it even messier. "We have lots of work today. Let's take a shower. C'mon, baby. Wake up."

"Hmm, don't wanna." He murmurs groggily, shutting his eyes close. "I want to sleep here with you." I chuckle, shaking my head. I roll over from the bed, pick him up, which makes him groan in annoyance, and take him to the bathroom. I open the shower and the cold water hits him, making him yelp.

He glares at me and pouts. I join him. We play for awhile, like making bubbles, splashing water to each other, and singing together. After that, we dress and get out of the house. He slides in the passenger seat and I in driver's seat. I put the key in the ignition and the car roars to life, making a soft 'brum', then I pull off the driveway.

Minutes of driving, and we're now in the parking lot of the school. Students eye me, and the other person beside me, confused expression on their faces.

"Let me do this on my own, Noah." Gloss says, almost whining as he looks at me dearly. "I can handle this. I just want to have a talk with Beau and clear things up. Ask him why he lied to me."

"Nope," I say stubbornly, crossing my arms across my chest. "I won't. He's done it once, and I'm pretty sure he'll do it again. And I don't want him doing something to you."

"You sound jealous," says Gloss in a sing-song voice, teasing me. He wiggles his brows and I roll my eyes.

"Hell yeah, I'm jealous. Who wouldn't?" I confess, arching a brow. "Beau is really into you. I don't want him to like you. You're only mine. No one else's."

"Don't worry, I'm only yours."

"Good. Now, let's do it."

Gloss lets out a sigh in annoyance. Perhaps because of my stubborness. He gets out of the car and people stare at him like he's God or something. Then they murmur, whispering things to their friends, or whatever they are to them. Gloss takes a deep breath and searches, his eyes roaming around, probably looking for Beau.

There he is.

As soon as Beau's eyes land on Gloss, his face lights up and I have to fight myself not to punch him in the face and stab him three times in his chest. Mercilessly. He runs into Gloss, knocking the breath out of him as he gives him a bone crushing hug. Frowning, gritting my teeth, I walk over there and push Beau off of Gloss. He frowns at me and rolls his eyes.

"Beau, we need to talk." Gloss says, his voice is calm and holds no grudge.

"Okay..." He replies, furrowing his brows.

"Let's cut the chase, you lied to me." Gloss states. His face is now masked with a hurt expression. Lying to your friends isn't good. Taking advantage of someone isn't good, too. Beau did all of that. Beau's face falls down, and tears are now pooling in his eyes. "You're my friend, Beau. You lied to me. I hate liars, you know that. Not only did you lie to me, but you gave me false memories. You said you're my boyfriend, you said we had so much memories. Not the friendly one, but the romantic ones. That didn't happen. Beau, I trusted you. I still do. But why would you lie to me? Mostly, why did you give me a false memories? I almost believed you, Beau. Almost."

"Did you know the consequence of it, Beau, when you said those things to him?" I ask, glaring at him, almost spatting words. "If he believed those lies you said to him, he'd have a mental breakdown. He'd be confused, wouldn't know what's the truth and the lie."

"I didn't mean to lie!" Beau shouts, glaring at me, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Because you're no good for him, Noah! You hurt him. You always do! Everything you did, or do, is just for your own good only. It hurts me to see him getting hurt because of you. So when I had the chance to take him from you, I grabbed the oppurtunity."

His words struck me. His words are like daggers to me, throwing it directly in my heart. I always hurt Gloss. Do I deserve him? He makes me smile. He makes me happy. He makes me sappy. He brings out the other side of me. He changed me. He loves me. I love him. Of course, we deserve each other.

"Beau, you're a good friend. But what Noah does to me is out of your bound. I remember things now. All of it. I love Noah. And when you love a person, you always forgive them. No matter what. I forgive you, Beau. Not because I love you in a romantic way, but because I love you in a friendly way." Gloss says.

"I'm really sorry, Gloss." Beau whispers, sobbing. Gloss shakes his head, walks over him, and gives him a hug. Beau wraps his arms around Gloss and I glue my feet on the ground, praying to God to give me more self-restraint because if he doesn't, I'll fucking kill Beau. "I'm so sorry, Gloss, for taking advantage of your condition. It won't happen again. I just love you."

I snort. Beau glares at me, his eyes red and puffy from crying.

"You're going to school?" Beau asks him, smiling. "Kaila, Derek, and Ashton will be thrilled. There are lots of news. I'll share it with you. Only with you." With that, they turn around and walk away.

"Hey! Don't leave me!" I protest, laughing.

Pushing off Beau away from Gloss, I take Gloss' hand and kiss the back of it, which makes him blush furiously. Oh that blush, I miss it.

We head inside the school. Holding hands.

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Word count: 1,566.

D&T: December 19, 2014, 1:00PM.

Thank you very much for reading this chapter. I know you've been waiting for me to update, and here it is! I hope you liked this one.

Also, there's one chapter left. Yes, one chapter left. But don't be sad, because you'll see a lot of Gloss and Noah moments in the next book of the story. After I publish the last chapter, I'll publish the FIRST CHAPTER of ACCIDENTALLY LOVING MR. STEP-FATHER.

Yes. You'll now have a chance to take a peek! Yihaaa.

Love lots, OralKel.

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