Wilmer

Our heavy breaths mixed as our faces stayed close together after we reached our highs. My hands slid down her curves feeling her satin smoother skin under my fingertips. She pressed our lips together once more, and rolled off my chest. I knew she was about to get up to leave, and before I could stop myself, I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into my chest. I felt her inhale sharply. Before tonight I had made it clear she wasn't anything to me other than sex. I knew she wanted a relationship, but I also knew I wasn't good for her. She needed security, and responsibility.

She needed everything I couldn't give her.

Demi

"Wilmer! I don't want to play this game anymore!" I yelled, running a hand through my hair. "You need to tell me if you even want this! I'm tired of going back and forth!"

He sat in front of me, looking at his hands, his shoulders tense. "I don't know. "He said, after a while. "I don't have a clue what I want."

I shook my head and opened the door to my apartment. "Well you let me know when you get your shit figured out."

Before I could shut the door he spoke again. "Do you want this?"

I stopped, and looked back at him with a defeated expression. With a sigh I walked over, sitting next to him.

"I don't know."

Wilmer

Her bare back pressed against my chest, my arms wrapped around her body. Her breathing was slow, and even, but I knew she was awake. I felt her nails making small patterns on my forearm. I felt my body melting into hers, my skin craving more contact. I sighed heavily, wishing more than anything that I could be the right person for her. I wish I could be the man she thought I was. In reality, I was just as damaged as her. I didn't want to hurt her, but I knew loving me would do just that. My head wasn't screwed on right, and she needed someone who could be there for her, be the rational, voice of reason. I sighed against and she squeezed my arm, as id she knew exactly what I was thinking.

And that it was okay.

Demi

I nervously opened the door and glanced nervously up at Wilmer, who seemed oddly calm.

"It's nothing." I began. "The Odell thing is just a rumor."

He raised his eyebrows and shrugged. "I don't care. We're not exclusive or anything."

I flinched. "You don't care? Would you care if I told you we were fucking?"

Wilmer rolled his eyes as he hung up his jacket. "Would he be justified in getting angry that we're fucking?"

I looked down and away. "I guess not."

He sighed. "What do you want from me Demi?"

I shook my head, walking towards the bedroom. "Nothing you can give me."

Wilmer

A draft came in the open window. I felt Demi shiver and press back closer to me. I gently turned her so we faced each other, and wrapped my arms around her again. Her face pressed into the crook of my neck, her breath on my skin. Her legs entangled with mine, pulling me even closer, snuggling into my body for warmth. It felt so natural; holding her. Our bodies fit together like a lock and key, my stomach twisted as I once again realized the decision I would have to tell her I made. I would have to break her heart and stare into her sad brown eyes while I did it.

I was about to unhinge us both.

Demi

I sighed heavily as Wilmer and I finished our rendezvous, and began to prepare my heart to leave him. I hated this part. I hated getting dressed. I hated walking out the door. I pressed my lips against his one more time, then rolled off of his chest. Just as I was about to get up, he rolled onto his side, and his arm came around my waist, making me gasp quietly when he pulled me into his chest. I held my breath for a moment, to afraid to even blink in case he realized what what he was doing and pulled away from me. Eventually, my body relaxed and I snuggled back into his warmth. Even though we were both naked, there was no awkwardness. Our bodies melted into each other. I could feel his breath on my shoulder; Wilmer had let out a heavy sigh. Feeling brave, I reached my hand up and softly trailed mindless patterns on his forearm. Wilmer relaxed against me, but I could practically hear the gears churning in his mind. He sighed again, and before I could stop myself I gripped his arm, not wanting him to pull way.

When he didn't, my grip slackened, and I relaxed again. A breeze wafted through the open window and I pressed myself back into his war chest. He moved, and my body froze, fearful that I had crossed some kind of line. But his hands just turned me around, so we face each other, his arms wrapping around me once more. I snuggled greedily into his warmth, inhaling the scent on his cologne as I entangled our legs together. Wilmer's chest those and fell in a sigh for the third time, and I felt him move back slightly. Bracing myself, I opened my eyes and locked gazes for him, neither of us was daring to breath in fear of breaking the spell. Wilmer swallowed hard and wet his lips nervously. He inhaled slowly I knew it was coming, the choice between two words that could either make my heart swell up, or shatter into pieces.

Stay, or go.

Wilmer

I sighed for a third time and felt Demi's body tense up. I carefully pulled back and looked down at her face. Her eyes opened, and I stared into the warm, chocolate brown orbs. My chest heated up, and I felt my heart clench. Everything fell away. It didn't matter that I wasn't good for her. It didn't matter that I wasn't all put together. All that mattered was her, holding her in my arms and staring into her eyes. The word tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop it, like a plea for help from a desperate man's mouth.

"Stay."

Her eyes widened and she could only get one word out before my lips covered hers.

"Always."

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