Bittersweet

"Hmm, Speak." He says.

What the actual fuck is going on?

"I-I" Only stutters come out of my mouth. I feel as if my head is spinning, and I can't catch any words. A little smirk forms on his face. His eyes seem to hold hunger and anger. Shivers run through my whole body when he squeezes once again.

"Did you think you could get away with teasing me all day?" he trails off looking down at my chest; "With this short little dress?" He licks his lips. My eyes go wide. I have never heard him talk like this before. He pulls me closer by my neck, positioning my lips in front of his. Oh, shit. It's going to happen. He's going to kiss me. I look in his eyes then down to his lips. Can he just fucking kiss me already?

"You want me to kiss you?" He questions, amusement clear in his eyes. I slowly nod my head, not being able to make out any words.

"I want to hear you say it." He pushes.

"I-I want you to kiss me." I manage to get out the words after few moments of silence.

"Say, please kiss me Austin." He retorts cocking an eyebrow. I pout getting frustrated by his games. He raises his eyebrows, waiting for me to say it. I don't want to say it. It makes me feel so desperate... even if I really am.

"Please kiss me Austin" I say, giving in. He smirks and slowly releases his grip on me. Fuck, not again. He moves his hand back leaving me hanging once again.

"Are you fucking kidding?" I question narrowing my eyes. I sit there stunned and a highly embarrassed. This guy can make me do anything. Why am I so weak? I need some counseling...and Jesus.

"You think you can tease me but I can't tease you?" He scoffs put this elbows up on the bench back rest. I look at him stunned and a little angry. "Your ice-cream's melting." He says nodding his head towards my hand. I look over and see the ice-cream has dripped down my fingers.

"Fuck my life." I whisper as I get up to throw it away. I really wanted to eat it too. "You didn't bring napkins." I say frowning at him.

"Just lick your fingers." He winks. Wow, he's not holding back at all today. Who is this person?

"Can you please relax?" I say narrowing my eyes. "Also lets leave, I have to wash my hands, or else I won't be at peace." I say hating the sticky feeling.

"Fine." He says, rolling his eyes and standing up. "Do you just want to go home? We can just chill in the balcony I guess." He asks. I nod my head licking my fingers.

We walk back to his car and I buckle myself in. "Do you want to grab some dinner?" I ask looking at him.

"Your first good idea of the day." He says nodding his head and putting his seat belt on.

"Wow." Is all I say.

"Kidding. What do you want to get?" He asks.

"I honestly just want some pizza." I shrug.

"Wow, you're of fire!" He exaggerates, adding on to the joke.

"You're an ass!" I retort playfully hitting his arm.

"You want some wine?" Austin asks from the kitchen as I walk out on to the balcony with plates and the pizza.

"Is it white?" I yell back setting down the pizza and plates.

"Yes." He yells back.

"Yes, please." I yell back. I sit down on the chair and put up my feet on the railings of the balcony. Austin walks in with a big bottle of wine, and two wine glasses. He pours a glass and hands it to me.

"That's a big ass bottle." I say taking the glass.

"Well not all of us are light weights." He says pouring a glass for himself.

"True, sucks to suck." I shrug.

"What do you even mean?" He says taking a sip.

"I mean, I don't have to spend a lot to get drunk." I shrug taking a sip as well.

"True." He nods his head and opening the box of pizza. We both grab a slice and let the silence fall.

"You know, I never thought I'd be chilling with you like this." I say breaking the silence.

"I know, you say this every time we are civil." He shakes his head.

"Well can you blame? All we did was fight." I shrug.

"Can you stop bringing that up? I don't want to think about it, I just want to..." He trails off waving his hand as if swatting something away "...move on." He finishes.

"Sorry" I say feeling slightly guilty.

"What does move on mean?" I ask hesitantly. He takes a sip of his wine and looks at me.

"I honestly don't know." He shrugs looking a little sad. My stomach turns at the look in his eyes. I have a feeling he knows. I don't say anything back but just nod my head taking a bite of the pizza.

"What do you want it to mean?" He asks, raising his eyebrows slightly. I look away from him not wanting to say the words.

"Come on Austin, you know what I want it to mean." I finally say. I chew on my lip nervously looking at him. "Don't make me say it this time." I joke about what he said in the park to lighten the mood.

"Fuck" He mutters. It's so hot when he does this. He stares at me with his jaw clenched.

"What?" I ask confused.

"Fuck it, come here." He says before grabbing my jaw and pulling towards him. Our lips collide as I squeeze my eyes shut at the sudden force. His hand move from my jaw towards my neck. His hands are so big, they wrap around the back of my neck, with his thumb still on my jaw. My heart starts beating faster as our lips start moving faster. I want him so badly. This kiss feels so desperate and needy. I've never kissed someone with so much intensity and affection before. 

Not being able to control myself any longer, I lean closer to Austin. He gets the hint and pulls me into his lap so that I am straddling him. Our kiss breaks for a moment before he grabs my hair pulling me back. Fuck, what is happening right now. His hands roam around my body, finding its way to my bum. He squeezes, bringing me closer to him and making me let out a little moan. My fingers tangle in his hair and my other hands roams around his chest.

"Shit! Sorry!" I hear Cameron's voice, making me jolt up and break the kiss. By the time my eyes are on the door, I see cam close it and walking away with his hands up. I look towards Austin with my mouth open.

"Fuck" I whisper looking at the position we are sitting in.