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I felt a wash of relief and fright as Killian securely pressed my body against his back.

“Killian,” I murmured in a shaky voice, tears starting to well-up in my eyes again. I didn’t really know why, but I kind of gave up on trying to understand my emotions at this point. I was just glad that Killian was finally here, even though his cold, rigid eyes remained on Jenna who quickly sat up as if she’d just been electrified.

“Jenna,” he hissed in a tone that I’ve never heard him speak in before. It was low and husky like usual, but I could hear boiling anger deep within. He tightened his grip around me as he spoke, which kind of hurt, but also turned me on. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

A slow smile pulled at the edges of her lips as she looked boldly into Killian’s eyes, flipping her long hair back over her shoulders.

“We were just having some fun,” she said innocently. I started to squirm in Killian’s grasp, my legs shifting side-to-side as I tried to hide my erection. I tried to push my dirty thoughts away, trying my best not to give into my body that was stirring with sexual longing. Killian looked down towards me, his dark eyes clouded with worry and I looked away, feeling embarrassed – humiliated almost.

“K-K-Killian, you’re hurting me,” I admitted in a small voice, but Killian was too busy interrogating Jenna.

“What did you give him?” he demanded through clenched teeth, the baritone of his voice reverbating through my ears, amplifying the tingly sensation that aroused me.

Jenna shifted her gaze to the side. “Nothing, I-”

“Jenna,” he growled dangerously. “Cut the bullshit or god knows what I’ll do.”

Jenna’s smile vanished and I could tell by the way that she was avoiding Killian’s eyes that she was just as intimidated as I was. The easy lines of her grin slid into a grimace, and she finally decided to give in.

“Alright, alright, I may or may not have given him a pill,” she admitted. “And that pill may or may not have been viagra.”

As soon as she said the name of the drug, my eyes slowly widened in shock as my body tensed.

So the pill that she slipped into my mouth wasn’t medication for my headache but something to give me a boner?! Was that why everything felt so sexual and why my body was reacting this way?!

I blinked, staring at Jenna in confusion and betrayal.

“But it was only just a small pill, it’s not going to do him any harm!” she tried to defend herself.

“You gave him alcohol and drugs?! After I specifically told you not to give him any?!” interjected Killian in outrage, while I stood there, still in shock. “Does he even know what you gave him?”

“Well, now he does,” she grumbled, glancing towards me before quickly looking away. “But what are you getting so worked up about anyway? It’s not like you’ve never done it before!”

Killian narrowed his eyes, his jaw tightening at the accusation. “Yeah,” he muttered coldly. “But unlike you, I actually do it with their fucking consent!”

They continued to argue and fight, but the more time that passed, the more harder my lower member was getting, to the point where it almost hurt to even just stand. And having my crush stand so closely with his muscular arm protectively wrapped around wasn’t helping. At all.

“Killian,” I mumbled. I looked up towards his beautiful face, admiring the depth of his dark pistachios while trying not to get lost in them. His scent had already sent me in a heady trance, making it hard for me to focus on anything but my arousal. “I… I feel funny.”

My voice faltered and felt embarrassed, watching him run a hand through his hair. The frustrated and irritated look on his face vanished as our eyes locked, his green hues softening almost immediately. Despite how angry he looked, I could tell that he was trying to make an effort to speak as calmly and softly as he could. A smile twitched at the edge of his lips, almost as if it was forced.

“Just hang in there a little bit longer Jones, we’ll take care of it soon,” he whispered huskily into my ear, low enough for only me to hear. Maybe it was just my drunk mind playing games with me, but he almost sounded apologetic.

“Aren’t you the one who’s always going around saying Y.O.L.O?” snapped Jenna, breaking our gaze as Killian looked back towards her. “So what? I gave him some viagra, big deal! We only live once anyway! At least this way, he would have tried some drugs at least once in his life,” she said, her words hurting me. I knew that I had only met her a few hours ago, but I thought that she was a really cool and kind person. To hear her try and defend her actions without even apologizing for drugging me and touching me without consent just hurt. Maybe I was too soft, but it did. “Besides, maybe he wouldn’t be in this situation if you had come here and watched over him yourself,” she stopped, a cold chuckle escaping her lips. “Oh right, but you were probably too busy flirting and trying to get into another girl’s pants, weren’t you?”

My gaze fell to my feet, just the thought of Killian being with someone else made my chest ache. I could easily imagine him flirting with a beautiful girl, pouring her a drink while telling her how soft her hair was and how pretty she looked. Maybe if I was a bit more manly, taller and buffer like Luke or lik the other jocks, he’d pay more attention to me.

But let’s face it, Eshe was right. I was just a nerd with below average looks, getting my expectations too high when Jenna clearly said not to have any. I couldn’t even compete with all the other attractive people that constantly surrounded Killian.

“Jenna, I’m not in the mood to be dealing with your jealousy right now, but if blaming me for your fucked up personality makes you feel any better, then be my guest,” he muttered coldly. “And you wonder why I ditched you after three days.”

The last comment made Jenna’s eyes and mouth widen, the shock registering to her face at his hurtful words. Killian grabbed my hand, dragging me through the crowd, but he was walking so fast and handling me rougher than usual that I almost tripped when he climbed up the stairs.

“Killian, wait,” I winced, trying to keep up. His big hands were crushing mine, making me scowl. “S-S-Slow down, you’re going too fast!”

But Killian seemed too angry to even hear me, muttering and swearing under his breath. He opened a random door and we saw two girls and one boy, the three of them completely naked on a bed and doing things that we shouldn’t have seen. Flustered, I quickly looked away.

“Jesus,” Killian muttered, slamming the door shut. He opened another room down the hall, which was clean and empty, closing the door behind him and sitting me on the bed. His eyes travelled down my waist and I quickly pulled down my shirt, even though it was already obvious that I had an erection.

Killian took in a deep breath and spoke in a raspy voice. “It’s okay Jones, you don’t need to be embarrassed, it’s just the side-effects,” he reassured. “How do you feel?”

I tried to find a way to describe the state I was in. “My head feels like it’s going to explode and my body feel hot,” I mumbled, pushing away his hand from my knees. Anything and anyone that touched me right now just felt sexual, and despite feeling disgusted because of it, my body wasn’t strong enough to resist the effects of the drug. But Killian put his hand on my forehead and frowned.

“You’re burning up but I guess it’s just the alcohol,” he grumbled. “How much did you drink?”

My eyes fell to my knees.

“Right,” he mumbled. “Look, I’ll leave the room so that you can take care of your-” I flinched, my face turning even redder and he cleared his voice. “When you’re done, call me. I’ll take you home as soon as you’re done.”

But as he stood up, I quickly grabbed his sleeve, swallowing the lump in my throat. My eyes shifted to the side, glazed with a glassy layer of tears.

I was scared. Not because of what my parents would say when they saw me in the state I was in, but because I wasn’t worried about what they’d say. I’d normally already be having a panic attack after breaking so many rules, but it was almost as if I didn’t care. All I could think of right now was Killian and how I didn’t want him to leave. And this new feeling terrified me.

“Killian,” I blurted, biting on my lower lip as I blinked back the tears. I waited a few seconds until my voice was steady again. “Where… Where were you?”

“Luke’s cousin was whipping up some drama and refused to let me leave, I’m sorry that I took so long,” he murmured, gently brushing a tear away.

I didn’t really know why I was asking, it wasn’t like he had to tell me or justify the reason to why he arrived so late, but I still felt relieved. “So you weren’t flirting with another girl?”

“So you were worried about that?” he asked with raised brows. He let out a small chuckle as my lips and chin started to quiver. “No Jones, I wasn’t.”

I knew that I had no right to be jealous since we were nor friends or in a relationship, but I still felt relieved that he wasn’t “trying to get  into someone else’s pants” as Jenna claimed that he was. “Can I ask you something?”

“Always,” he murmured.

“Do…” I stopped, my voice faltering as I knew how much I’d regret asking. I already knew the answer, but for some reason, I just wanted to him say it himself. I was tired of getting hurt, constantly worrying about things that I shouldn’t and thinking about Killian 24/7. If I heard him say it with his own mouth, then I would for sure stop liking him, right? And since I wouldn’t be able to do it sober, now was probably the only time that I would. I took in a deep breath and finally mustered up the courage.

Slowly raising my gaze and meeting his, my brows raised as a small, but pained smile grew on my face.

“Do you like me?”