Chapter 11

NATASHA'S POV

Am I dreaming? If this is a dream, I really want it to continue. This dream or feeling is so too sweet to put to an end. My body is against a guy body, not just any guy, Oliver.

His arms are wrapped around so tightly that there is no space to turn, and even if I did turn my body, he is going the same direction as me. Nothing so special was going on, but him just holding me is enough for me not to make the dream stop.

In a swift of a moment, Oliver released me and when I was about to complain and whined about the emptiness I felt when he break the close embrace, he was already on his toes and his lips inside me

" Hmmmm," I moaned loudly by the unanticipated feelings whelming in me.

***

" Natasha," a voice, followed by a knock on my door, woke me up from my sleep, and I got up so sharply as if I'm found doing something guilty

Well,I am guilty.

" Natasha, are you okay? You are late for school already," my dad said from outside

" Oh shit!" I exclaimed as I hurriedly got up from bed and ran to the bathroom

" You can go, dad. Marcus will take me to school," I said as I put the toothpaste on my brush

" Well, you can stay home or come to my company later if you are not feeling fine," he said

" I'm fine, dad. I guess the party must have taken a toll on me," I said , and immediately that sentence left my mouth, I regretted it.

He came inside and called my name out

" Nat," he said, and I hummed

" Did you drink at the party?"he asked me, and for a reason, I smirked

I thought- if it was only a drink,it could have been better

" I'm fine. Just a little drink, dad," I said to him from the bathroom.

" You sure?" He asked again as if he knew that I was lying to him

" Yeah, dad," I said, and he left the room with that.

Yesterday night was my first time of doing somethings, drinking, kissing and touching myself, and the worst of it was allowing a guy to finger fuvked and tongue fucked.

As if any of that was not enough, I still have a wet dream about him. Thinking of him alone makes me wet.

Oh gosh- this is not how I have planned my low-key normal life. This is way too fast and ahead.

I'm feeling guilty about that.

The guilt apart I was feeling excited and happy about it. I've liked Oliver since the first time I saw him, and him doing all this means that he liked me too, right?

He couldn't have done all the stuff he did yesterday if he has no feelings for me, right? He can't just banged a lady he has no interest in, like his sex toys, right?

All these thoughts came rushing to me, and immediately, I felt stupid. I shouldn't have allowed him to do that.

The deed is done. Now,I'm stuck between guilt and regret.

I did my morning business with no rush because I wasn't even feeling like going to school and faced Oliver. What will I do? How will I react if I see him? What if the news is now over the school and the real torture starts?

While I was still deliberating on it, Sarah messages came in

' Hey, aren't you coming to school today?'

I starred at the message for a minutes and I don't know the decisions that I have made. But one thing is for sure now- what happened between Oliver and I still remain a secret between us.

After a while, I carried my bag and left the room.

I got to school, and the hallway was silent and quiet like a graveyard. I checked the time, and I guess the second period or so is ongoing. I hecaed heavily as I dragged my feet across the hallway that led to my classroom

Just a meter to my classroom, I met Oliver with his friend. My heart accelerated at the sight of him, and when he looked at me, I stopped on my tracks

Why did I do that?

I was expecting him to stop and greet me or rather ask me why I am late. But none of that happened, as Oliver passed by and did not even blink an eye.

What the fuck just happened?

He just walked by - just like that. He reacted as if nothing had happened between us yesterday. He really did not care about why I came to school late. And to make matters worse, I have a wet dream about this guy who just did as if he had never met me before.

Where is the sweet boy who comforted me the other day? Where is the guy who asked me questions that no one has ever asked me before yesterday?

I just make a fool of myself.

If I'm stuck between guilt and regret earlier,I'm now battling with shame and stupidity.

I was about to turn back and just go home when the school bell rang for the next period and the teacher came out of the class.

She passed without saying anything, and when more students came out of the class,I just decided to stay for the school day.

" Hey, Nats," Sarah said as she saw me, and I just greeted her back with a wave as I sat down looking stupid.

" So, how was the party?"she asked me, and I was looking at her dumbly

" It was fine," I said slowly that it was now Sarah's turn to look stupid

" Fine??"she asked, and I nodded

" Okay then. I guess you must want to keep it to yourself. I know, trust me,that is how all first party always be," she said, and before I could say anything, the next teacher entered the class and began his lesson

Throughout all the class,my mind was long gone, and I was really grateful that none of the teachers had called me out to give answers to questions

" Nats, are you sure you are okay? You look lost," Sarah said when it was lunch break

" That is because I'm indeed lost," I said, and before she could ask any further questions, I got up from my seat

" Let's go to the cafeteria," I said, and she was surprised as to when I started to go to the cafeteria

Well,I don't know myself, but I just want to clear my head and stretch a little

Getting to the cafeteria, the attempt to clear my mind got all futile when I saw a girl, who I knew to be Lois, sitting on Oliver laps and the two kissing each other in public.