Zac's POV
At the ring of dining hour, I watched the entire dorm get evacuated. All the boys seemingly in a hurry to the dining hall.
You would be surprised how much they got crazy whenever the hour approaches.
Now believe me, not most of them are in a hurry for the food, No.
It has come to my knowledge that the lot of boys filling Bowers', anticipate going to the dining halls because that's the only chance they get to mingle with the beauties of the academy.
Some even sneak out right after eating, and you can guess what comes next.
I for one should also be enthusiastic to go there, shouldn't I? Seeing as to how I'd get a chance to glance at her. Perhaps, talk to her. But I decided to keep to the dorms this time around.
We still haven't come across each other since the lake, and as much as I tried having some time to stay away, it worried me a lot.
I wanted to be around her.
Yearned to gaze into those eyes of hers while she goes on about one thing or the other. And the way she smiles at me— I believe she's very much aware what she has done to me, and she goes on with it just so well.
How could this one person get me this disturbed?
For what reason, was I to go worrying and fretting over a girl? Yet, somehow, this one has managed to have that pull on me.
The boys suspect it.
I could tell it in their eyes, that night I hurried into the dorm at past midnight, looking all exhausted and eyes filled with longing.
They could sense something was up.
Something that involved someone who just might have left me in such state. A state of intense desire.
"Zac!"
I was jolted to the sound of that voice, eyes soon registering the figure of Axel stood by the door.
"What's up with you? I've been yelling your name for the past minute now?" He followed, proceeding over to my bedside.
"Won't you come to the dining hall?" His voice was laced with every bit of confusion, eyes onlooking my form.
"I think I'll stay back for the night"
He turned quiet at my utterance, those questioning eyes fixed my way.
"There's something going on, am I right?"
"You don't have a girlfriend so I can't ask if you got your heart broken"
Of course. That's always the first thing to think of whenever a man looks knackered and broken.
"Did something happen at home?" He called.
"It's nothing, Axel" I called at once.
"Well you're scaring me" He followed.
"Get your ass out of bed and hurry to the dining hall"
He was already moving to the door, his voice still ringing out, and perhaps he realized I made not a move. He turned around to glance at me.
"Are you seriously not coming?"
"I'm not"
"Why would you suddenly decide—
His words were left hanging as a figure came sauntering into the room. The presence bringing about a grin on the face of Axel, the instant he realized who it was.
"So this is the reason you've decided not to leave" That grin still rested on his lips. I could tell all that was going on in his head this minute. All that would take me an hour trying to reason with, but how I could explain to him that the reason I had decided to stay back at nothing to do with Valerie.
"I had no idea she was coming" I followed, but he only returned my response with a grin, moving towards the door, dry humping the wall so I could see, and in a moment he was gone.
"Your friends think we're back together" I heard her voice. That voice which always had me anticipating her touch several months ago.
But it's crazy how time works. How it bears the power to unfold things, how it changes things.
Could that be the same for Tinkerbell?
The thought of it threatened to have me torn.
I wasn't even so familiar with her, and I was already hoping time wouldn't create something that would drift us apart.
"I don't like when you're quiet"
I turned to that face. That face which appeared blank, while she came to sit next to me on the bed.
"You've been acting strange lately, Zac" Her hands had reached to caress my face. Those eyes lighting up.
I watched her gaze linger in mine, her hands holding onto my form for as long as the minute lasted, and I watched her look away.
She pulled away.
Valerie never was one to shy away. We had gotten so comfortable with each other, that communication came naturally, yet staring at the girl away, was one that avoided my stares.
"I only came to check up on you" She cleared her throat, flipping her hair to a side.
She knew what that did to me. Knew it only left my body longing.
"You came all the way here just to see how I was faring?"
"I haven't seen you in a week, Zac" She called at once.
"Ever since the party, it seemed like you bailed" I heard her say, with eyes finally resting in mine.
"We're rarely in each other's company anymore, Zac" I caught the fall in her voice, with the hurt that filled her eyes.
"Would you like me to be in your company?"
She had turned silent, eyes still rested in mine.
"You know what this does, Valerie" I called to her.
"Us being this close only amounts to something" I followed at once. "Perhaps, the reason why we've been away from each other"
"Why have you decided to keep away, Zac?"
"You were the one who called things off" My voice remained low, eyes holding onto the pensiveness in that gaze.
"You decided things were over between us" I followed.
"You chose to end it, Valerie. So why bother now?"
"And you just chose to ignore it all. Ignore what we had"
I never ignored it. She was the one who made me pull back. She knew so well what was going on back home, and she decided to take it out on me, saying it was interfering in our relationship.
Of course, it would interfere. It was about me, after all.
"Perhaps you've forgotten all about you and I"
I caught her figure moving closer to mine on the bed, eyes not shifting off.
"Why did you keep away, Zac?"
"You made me"
Her eyes were still fixed in mine, gaze shifting through, and fuck me! Her hands had reached for my zipper, slowly undoing it.
She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew just was she was doing the instant she stepped in here.
"Valerie"
"Did I keep you away, Zac?" Her words were low, eyes dancing around my profile.
"Did I really keep you away?"
My body was starved. Soul utterly famished, I knew so well. It yearned for something. Something that sparked about the longing in me.
And while the figure of Valerie pulled closer to mine, an image of that profile at the lake was all that came to mind.
That frail form which stayed perfectly underneath mine, while I sent kisses to every part of her.
Fuck me! Why did thoughts of her choose to come in now, especially since the figure of my ex was hovering over mine, with hands reaching for my John Thomas.
"I needed you to come back, Zac" Her voice was low, hands stroking the firm fella down there.
"I wanted hear you say you missed me, and sought us being back together"
Her fingers were fit around me down there, with hands stroking up and down, brushing through the bulge of my veins.
He had been starved for long now, with every longing for—You can't think of her again, Zac. Have little respect for the fact that there was someone else next to you.
She had crashed her lips onto mine at once, body relaxing in mine, while my arms wrapped around her form.
I turned her around on the bed, pulling off her clothes, with the sound of her pants pouring into my ears.
The last time we were here together was just before we broke up. Just before she left me torn.
I could tell how much I wanted her, yearned to be by her, and the next thing that followed was her calling things off.
It left me battered.
"I've missed you, Zac" Her words were whispers into my ears, accompanied with heavy breaths, at every touch I sent to her skin.
She had pulled her brassiere off for me at once, revealing a sight for me.
I watched her body pull up to me, hands running through my hair, while our lips connected.
It was just like before. Just like the many things we did.
I tugged her skirt off, revealing her lace panties. That very one I used to pry off with my hands.
It sure has been long.
My lips went reaching for her abdomen, my body still wrapped around her form, and only then did images of that Minnie Mouse pantie flash before my eyes.
"Why did you put this on if I was going to tug it off anyway?" I uttered, prying the Minnie mouse panties off her her waist.
Those gasps which poured out softly from her lips were blessings to my ears. Those breaths which had me filling with enthusiasm.
"You captivate me, Anna" I couldn't resist anymore. I brought my to hers, my index finger paying a visit to the opening down there.
I heard the gasp leave her lips, hands clutching onto my arms while the moonlight filled those brown eyes of hers.
Those eyes which pulled me every now and then.
My lips had sought refuge on her breasts, another finger accompanied with my index soon sliding into her vulva.
My eyes dared not take a shift off hers. I held on, searching for something in there. Perhaps the peace I sought, but why go in search of something I already had gotten being in her hold?
And while my lips went trailing down her lower body, the faint moans filled my ears.
Her body arched at my kisses on her thighs, fingers digging into my skin.
I could hear those breaths getting faster, her arms wrapped in mine, while her form jolted at my touch.
The delight filled me.
Delight accompanied with burning longing.
I could see her legs shuddering while my lips sent teases down there, and with her hips dancing around my hands, I went cupping her curves, pulling her even closer to me.
It was here.
The height of that burning feel, paired with that prickling sensation.
And right when our bodies were both fired up, at the center of ardour, I pulled back, avoiding that gaze.
"We should leave"
I snapped my eyes open to the form of Valerie, laid under me, eyes filled with longing, and at once, I pulled away, moving off the bed to the window, onlooking the outlying yard.
The streets were empty, not a figure to be seen wandering around the yard of the boys' dorm.
"You should leave, Valerie" Those were the words that left my lips.