c h a p t e r • 18

-Stefan, is that you? Or is it Damon?-

Lili's PoV

It was Sunday today and I've been watching Netflix marathons for a whole week.

"OMG no! Elena! Noooo!" I shout at the screen when Elena from TVD turn-oops...I almost ruined it for those who haven't watched it yet.

Sorry.

The tea was just about to get hotter when the door which leads to my balcony slams open with a harsh wind.

"Stefan, is that you?" I say dramatically. "Or is it Damon?"

"Who's Stefan...and Damon?" A familiar voice says with possessiveness laced in it.

"Oh, it's just you." I say uninterested.

He walks in my room and gives me a blank look.

"What are you doing here anyway?" I ask.

He shrugs and plops on my bed.

I give him a hard glare which he returns back to me.

"You look so adorable." He pinches my cheeks and I swat his hand away, frowning.

(a/n: I literally had to type 'pinches' over and over again cause it kept showing 'punches' lol)

"What are you doing here?" I cross my hands over my chest.

He shrugs. "Who knows? Maybe I just want to be with my Shortcake."

I give him a blank look.

"Listen here, my giraffe, if you wanna stay, you have to endure watching probably 4 seasons of TVD with me." I say proudly.

He shrugs.

"Can you st-" He cuts me off by hugging my waist and snuggling his face in my stomach.

"Anything to be with my Shortcake." He says. I froze.

Is he OUT OF HIS MIND?! He's drunk right? He's definitely drunk. There's no way he would do this in his normal state.

"Stop overthinking." His voice comes out muffled by my-or should I say Kyle's shirt which I stole.

"Fine, but I want one of your sweatshirts." I say.

He looks at me. "Why?"

I give him a blank look which I have been doing a lot recently.

"Because it's comfy." I say. "Now, shut up and let me watch TVD.

...

An hour later, I was snuggled against his chest while his chin was on my head and he was playing with my hair.

Damon rips out that jerkface's heart out which was undeniably hot with his signature smirk while Stefan scolds him like a father and give him a long talk.

I yawn unladylike.

"I'm sleepy." I say.

"Then sleep." Ryder says.

"But I wanna watch this." I pout.

"Then watch it." He says, uncertainly.

"But-" He cuts me off.

"Just go to sleep." He kisses my forehead and I nod, letting sleep embrace me.

And the only thing on my mind was,

What are you doing to me, Ryder Blacc?

And what happened to the popcorn.

-•-

The next day, I woke up to Ryder's arm around me, kinda in a possessive way.

Which is cute.

I was snuggled against his chest and my left leg was around his legs. His head was on top of mine.

I look up only to find the most beautiful face I've ever seen.

The frown that was always occupying his face was gone and replaced with a more relaxed expression. His full lips looked so kissable and his hair was a beautiful mess.

I could get used to this.

I pull his arm off me and kiss his cheek.

I was just about to touch the floor when he pulled me back and hugged me tighter which caught me by surprise.

"I could get used to those morning kisses." He says smiling, with his eyes closed.

I could've sworn my heart skipped a beat at not only his morning voice but also that breathtaking smile.

"Ryder-" I was about to say something reasonable before he cut me off.

"Let's just stay like this. For five minutes." He mumbles, huskily.

Is that even a thing? 'mumbles huskily'?

"Fine. But what if someone walks in?" I ask.

"I locked the door." He says and I scoff.

"Creepy much." I grin.

He opens his eyes with a playful glint in it.

"Take that back." He says glaring at me playfully.

"Mm mh." I shake my head.

"Are you sure?" He says tickling me and I start laughing like a maniac.

"S-st-stop!" I say, unable to stop laughing.

"Not until you take that back." He grins.

"N-never!" I say still laughing.

"Okay then." He tickles me even more.

"F-Fine!" I give up. "Stop!"

He stops and I pant heavily, trying to catch my breath.

"I take back my kiss earlier, you creep." I grin and try escaping his clutch but he pulls me back and pins me over the bed.

"How dare you?!" He says glaring playfully at me.

I stick out my tongue at him.

"Take that back." He says.

"Never!" I say.

"Take it back, or else." He says.

"Or else what?" I challenge.

"Or else, this." Before I could react, his lips connected with mine which I immediately react, out of instinct.

He bites my lower lip, asking for entrance but I don't let him and tease him more.

He groans and mumbles against my lips.

"Shortcake." He groans.

I giggle and let him in. Our tongues swirl together fighting for dominance which I won, I could feel a storm, a tornado, and earthquake in my stomach. It wasn't the basic 'butterflies in my stomach' phrase. It felt passionate and it wasn't just sparks, it felt like explosions of love and electricity. Eventually, we had to let go to catch our breath.

We pant heavily as we stare into each other's eyes.

He sighs and snuggles his head where my neck meets my shoulder and plants kisses on it.

I giggle. "It tickles."

I could feel him grin.

What? I'm a very ticklish person okay?

He keeps planting feather like kisses from my collarbone to my neck where he finds my sweet spot.

I moan as his lips connect with my skin.

I could feel him smirk as he kisses that spot harder which makes me moan even more.

"Ryder...stop." It comes out breathlessly as he pulls away and looks me in the eye with a smirk.

I raise an eyebrow at him.

What did he do?

"Ryder...what did you-" and that's when it hit me. My eyes widen at the thought and I rush to the mirror in my room.

And there it was in all its glory.

"Ryder! What did you do?!" I shriek.

I examine the spot on my skin which is now property of the hickey Ryder gave me.

He shrugs innocently.

"I just claimed what is mine. Now, they know not to mess with what's not theirs." He says, smirking.

"Do you have any idea how hard it's gonna be to cover this?!" I say looking at the huge mark.

His eyes darken. "It's not meant to be covered up." His jaw clenched.

I turn around and look at him with my arms crossed.

"Oh really? Then what about Kyle? What would he think?" I glare at him and he looked dumbstruck. "See."

"Fine. I'll see you later." He says and jumps out the balcony and I rush over to see him smirking at me from the ground.

How the hell?

I shake my head and took out a can of soda from my mini fridge.

How the hell am I going to hide this bad boy?

-•-

A/n: another update! So I'm sick and I really hate it but I still updated for you guys! This chapter may seem stupid because I'm feeling a bit off but oh well.

Love you guys!