Celia and Blake's Story
Attraction
Celia stared in to her long vanity mirror She stared at the long navy blue night dress thin straps of blue silk clung to her slender shoulders, she stared down her body at the long silk night dress that showed every curve of her body. She puled the red ribbon from her hair, releasing the golden strands of hair to fall lazily over her shoulders and over her barley covered breasts. Celia quickly moved from the long golden mirror and sat on the edge of her flowered bed spread. She reached in to the set of draws beside her bed and pulled out a note pad and a pen. She was tired but new she had to keep awake just two more hours she began to scribble some ideas for a story. She loved to write but never had much chance.
Celia's quickly turned to the closed door at the sound of a load knock.
"Come in!" She expected to see Sky or Lola but to her surprise when the door slowly opened Blake stood in the door way, his hair was ruffled his shirt hung partly tucked in his jeans. As her eyes roamed down his body she noticed a thin sheet and a pillow clutched in his hand. She watched as a huge sexy smile appeared across his lips.
"What are you doing here?" Celia asked in curious voice. She continued to stare at him. What was he doing there, heart began to race slightly at her question, he looked so handsome standing in the door way the light from the hall out lining his strong masculine body.
"I'm here to play doctor." Blake answered his grin widening slightly as he stared at her bewildered expression in amusement. He casually walked beside the bed, discarded his pillow and cover on the floor in a heap and walked back to the door shutting it firmly behind him.
"What are you talking about." He stood above staring down at her, she felt a little uneasy.
"Julia said you needed some one to look after you, Hawk asked me who I thought could stay with you tonight and I volunteered."
"I bet you did." Celia smiled up at him a sparkle in her bright blue eyes. So he was here to baby sit her. Well she'd just see about that. "But there's no need for you to stay. I'll be fine." Blake stared at her for a long moment his eyes transfixed on her.
"Nope, don't buy it." He said suddenly the truth was he didn't want to leave he wanted to be as close to her as he could. Even if she rushed to see how good they could be together. "You need someone to look after you and I'm as good as anyone." Blake sat beside her on the soft bed his eyes fixed on white breasts, he couldn't help but wonder how they would feel in his hands.
"I'm not going to win, am I ?" Celia asked in a tired defeated voice. Blake turned his eyes from her white breasts and smiled at her, his grin just as wide as before.
Blake and Celia sat on the bed each clutching a mug coffee, three hours had past but they hadn't noticed. Celia yawned realizing how tired she was.
"How are you feeling?" Blake asked his voice soft, caring. Celia was surprised she'd never seen a caring side to Blake. Ever since he and his sister Cleo had joined the gang a few months earlier he'd always been fun to be around, easy going even sweat at times but never caring at least not around her, not until now.
"A little sore, mostly tired." Celia answered her voice low and exhausted.
"You look tired." Blake said softly, lightly stroking her soft cheek with the back of his strong hand. Celia jolted her head away from his soft touch, his hand felt so worm against her cheek , she found herself wondering how the rest his flesh would feel against her, she quickly shook her head dismissing the thought. His touch sent overwhelming feeling shooting erratically through her body and she new she couldn't feel like that. She was going out with Bryan and it wouldn't be right.
"What's wrong?" Blake asked is voice confused and hurt. She felt guilty the last thing she wanted was to hurt Blake or push him away from her.
"It's nothing, I'm just tired, I should get some sleep." Celia smiled up at him, she replied quickly. Blake nodded still confused at her reaction to his touch. He quickly turned away from her, he stood and strolled over to where his cover and pillow lay, still in a heap on the floor. Celia watched as he began to straighten the creased cover and pillow.
"You don't have to stay, I'm much better." Celia said suddenly, she didn't want him to go. She quickly scrambled under the soft bed covers.
"Yeah I do, I� care about you Celia." Celia smiled it meant a lot to her to here Blake's words. She quickly flicked the switch to the bedside lamp, plummeting the room into almost total darkness.
Blake lay silent in the darkness, he could just make out the out line of Celia's body, he could see the soft curves as the bed cover clung to her body. He could here every soft breath she took. His fingers were suddenly tingling to touch her. He could imagine how her worm naked flesh would feel, how he would feel buried deep inside her, how her soft heaving breasts would feel pressed against his chest. His groin ached at the thought. He wished he could make her see that Bryan wasn't right for her and that he was. Bryan would use her, he could never love her, no one could love her as much as he did.
Blake woke as the sun beamed through the window, it was early but he could get back to sleep, he could only think of Celia. He stood up, unable to help himself he walked over to the bed and sat on the edge next to her. He softly gazed at her, her cheeks were slightly flushed, her golden hair was unbound, loosely flowing over the pillow. Blake smiled down at her lightly touching her soft cheek, it hurt him so much to know he could touch her, caress her, hold her and tell her that he loved her and needed her. God he wanted her. He quickly moved from the bed, scooped up his cover and pillow and rushed from the room.
"How are you feeling this morning?" Blake asked he was sitting in a small brown chair that he'd pulled up next to the bed. Celia pulled herself up in the bed her, light blue eyes scanned the room, she stared at the empty floor where Blake had slept the previous night.
"Better thanks." Celia replied smiling up at Blake. "How long have you been awake?" Her voice was sleepy.
"About an hour, I came back to check on you." Bake lied he'd been awake since 5'oclock nearly 4 hours earlier. He'd tried to keep away when he took his things back, but he couldn't, he'd return and watched her sleep.
"Thanks." Celia said studying the unchanged expression on his strong face.
"What for?" Blake asked his eyes transfixed on her pale, pink lips.
"Last night for being there, for being a good friend." A friend that's all he'd ever be to her a good friend. He wanted to be more than a friend, why couldn't she see that, why did she resist him? Blake smiled at her aware that she was now studying him.
"Any time."
Lola stood in the door way to the big kitchen, she stared at the table where Blake sat glumly, gazing into a mug of coffee his head bowed, not even registering her presence.
"What's wrong?" She asked starling him. When he looked up she walked over to the table and slumped into a chair across from him.
"What?" Confused as shot across the table to her face, his eyes were slightly red and puffy Lola wondered if he'd been crying.
"I know that look." Lola paused a moment as she watched Blake swish the cold coffee backwards and forwards in the mug. "Celia right."
"Am I that obvious?" Blake asked he firmly placed the blue mug on the table and stared up at her.
"Yeah." A grin emerged on Lola's face. "Want to talk about it?"
"I don't understand, what does she see in him? He's only after one thing. She deserves so much better than him."
"By better you mean you, don't you?" Lola asked she agreed that Bryan wasn't the one for Celia but she didn't want to interfere it wasn't anything to do with her, the best she could offer was a shoulder to cry on, when everything did go wrong.
"Me and Celia we'd be good together I know we would. I'd never hurt her."
"You love her don't you?" Lola had never thought that Blake and Celia would get together until two days ago when Sky had told her that she thought there was something between them. Lola had dismissed the thought till now. Celia would be happy with Blake if only she'd dump that idiot.
"Yeah, I love her more than anything in this world. I can't bare to think of her with him. She's so sweat, so innocent. What if he push's her into having sex with him. He'd hurt her I know he would."
Celia's not stupid, she'll see through him and when she does, be there for her. Look for what it's worth I think the two of you are meant to be, just be patient."
Chapter Three
Celia stood outside a small flat, she hadn't seen Bryan for three days since the day before the fight. She watched until he opened the tall brown door.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Bryan asked he stood in the door way the sun light hitting his sandy blond hair turning it more golden.
"I wanted to see you." Celia reached up and pressed her lips to his, they felt worm and soft, she recalled how Blake's lips had felt against her cheek a few weeks before even then he'd sent uncontrollable feelings through her body. Celia shrugged off the thought and followed Bryan into the small one bedroom flat. She stepped into the main living room, that was decorated in a smart pale green, a small two seater sofa sat in the center of the room facing a television set. Bryan had only lived there three months and hadn't acquired much furniture though the room was basic it looked elegant.
"How about we go to the cinema tonight?" Bryan suggested handing Celia a glass of Cola then slouching beside her on the sofa.
"Yeah that'd be great." Celia answered, she enjoined being with Bryan but for some reason her mind kept wondering to Blake.
Celia sat in the soft red padded seat in front of a wide screen inside the packed cinema. She felt Bryan's arm tighten around his shoulders, she stared at the screen not really paying attention to the film. Her mind was still on Blake, she could stop thinking about him, about how his jet black hair fell lazily on to his forehead, how his touch made her feel, nervous strange. She shifted slightly in her seat trying to rid herself of the constant thoughts that were now trailing through her mind.
"Don't go Melissa! It's not what it looks like." Celia stared at the tall brown haired man on the screen chased the tall blond girl. She watched him grab her arm and spin her around placing his lips to hers. Celia smiled the guy always got the girl.
Celia and Bryan arrived back at his flat at nearly 9'Oclock. They stood in the entrance to the living.
"Thanks for tonight, I had a great time." Celia reached up and softly pressed her lips to his, then pulled away.
"Tonight's not over." Bryan quickly lent down and roughly kissed her, pulling up her black top, his hands sliding up her back to the clasp on her brar. "Bryan, no." Celia said lightly, moving his hands back to her waste.
"Come on, you've made me wait long enough." Bryan said his voice harsh, demanding. He yanked her closer to him, roughly pulling up her top. Celia didn't want to disappoint him, but she couldn't. It wasn't right. She felt his strong fingers moving up her body, his touch was rough, demanding, scalding.
"NO! I'm not ready." Celia yelled struggling from his grip. She rushed quickly from the flat, tears rolling down her cheeks as she felt the cold breeze hit her face. She paused after she'd ran past a few streets gasping for breath. How could he be so sweat one moment and so � pushy the next.
Celia found herself standing outside Flame's house not really knowing how she got there. She was only a few street from Bryan's flat but it seemed miles away. She got her breath then banged on the door. Flame stood in the door way a few moments later.
"Hey Celia." Flame smiled at her, then tightly hugged her. "Come in." Flame said releasing her grip on her friend.
"Sorry to come round so late." Celia followed Flame into the living room, where the twins sat on the floor playing with some building blocks in a closed play pen.
"You're welcome here anytime, you know that." Flame sat on the long mahogany sofa. Celia sat next to her a little uneasy, she stared at the happy twins.
"Where's Falcon?" Celia asked averting her gaze towards Flame.
"He's gone to see Josh, he's just split up with his girlfriend."
"I wouldn't make that common knowledge, it makes him fair game for Rea." Celia forced a smile.
"Poor guy wont know what hit him." Flame remarked. "Okay What's bothering you? I've known you a long time and I can tell when something's wrong."
"It's Bryan, he wants to � sleep together, and I'm not sure if I'm not sure if I'm ready."
"Think about it before you rush in, I'd known Falcon, a long time before we made love and it was special. If you want to then go for it, but make sure you ready." Flame advised, staring at the bewildered expression on Celia's pale face.
Celia stood outside Bryan's flat, he was right it wasn't fair to make him wait. Celia turned the handle on the door, but it was locked. She reached under the small mat for the spare key. She didn't want to spoil the surprise. As she walked in to the flat she could only hear the television from the living room. She walked over to the doorway, she scanned the room but he wasn't there. She walked out of the room and down the hall to the bedroom, pushing open the door. As she flicked on the switch her eyes scanned the bed. Celia stared unbelieving as she saw Bryan on top of a young brown haired girl. Celia felt a tight knot in her stomach.
"Celia it's not what it looks like." Bryan pleaded quickly drawing his throbbing member from the tall brunette.
"What you're clothes just happen to fall off and you tripped inside her. Spare me the excuses. I came back so we could � and you're sleeping with some cheap, well you deserve each other, it's over!" Celia yelled quickly exiting the flat she couldn't, wouldn't let him see her cry.
Celia arrived back at the boarding school nearly half an hour later, almost all of the gang had retired to there rooms, apart from a few who she could here busily discussing tactics for there next fight. Celia heard Lola's voice but couldn't face her or the others, she glanced down at her watch which read 11:30. She quickly continued up the long stair way. Celia continued down the long hall way until she found herself standing in front of the closed door which lead to Blake's room. She new she should continue to her room but she didn't want to, she needed to see him. She lifted her hand to the hard brown wood and pounded her fist against it.
Blake quickly opened the door his jet black hair disheveled. She'd obviously woken him. Celia thought as she continued to study his appearance.
"What's wrong?" Blake asked as he saw her tear stained cheeks. His voice was soft, concerned. "It's okay." Blake whispered seeing her struggling to contain her tears, he reached down and pulled her body close to his, tightly wrapping his arms around her slender shoulders, she felt so soft and worm against him. He tightened his grip slightly he never wanted to let her go.
"Feeling better?" Blake asked as he watched Celia place a tissue on the floor. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"Me and Bryan have broke up." Celia answered her voice harsh.
"Why?" Blake asked he tried desperately to hide the relief in his voice.
"He wanted us to � you know, I told him I wasn't ready and left. I went back later I decided I should because I'd made him wait so long. When I went back I caught him in bed with some girl." Celia explained tears welling up in her now puffy, red eyes.
"It's okay." Blake gently placed his strong arm across her slender shoulders pulling her slightly closer to him.
"I can't believe I was so wrong about him." Celia felt his strong around her shoulders, she felt an uncontrollable feeling in the bottom of her stomach, what was it about him that made her feel so strange. Blake stared at her for a long moment she looked so beautiful, strands of golden hair tumbling loosely about her face from the golden bun that was firmly pinned at the back of her head.
"What's wrong with me Blake? First Kyle, then Sam what a jerk he turned out to be, now Bryan. Why does every guy I meet want to hurt me?" Celia stared up at Blake her once bright blue eyes were now, puffy, red and dull with tears.
"Not every guy does, I don't." Blake's expression turned into a worm smile. The same smile that made her heart raise, and her knees grow week.
Celia slowly moved her head forwards pressing her lips to his. She felt the warmth of his mouth against hers, felt his tongue glide into her mouth gently caressing hers. Blake felt her mouth against his, he wanted more of her, but he needed to know it was what she wanted. He reluctantly pulled away from her his body protesting to his reluctance."He's gone to see Josh, he's just split up with his girlfriend."
"I wouldn't make that common knowledge, it makes him fair game for Rea." Celia forced a smile.
"Poor guy wont know what hit him." Flame remarked. "Okay What's bothering you? I've known you a long time and I can tell when something's wrong."
"It's Bryan, he wants to � sleep together, and I'm not sure if I'm not sure if I'm ready."
"Think about it before you rush in, I'd known Falcon, a long time before we made love and it was special. If you want to then go for it, but make sure you ready." Flame advised, staring at the bewildered expression on Celia's pale face.
Celia stood outside Bryan's flat, he was right it wasn't fair to make him wait. Celia turned the handle on the door, but it was locked. She reached under the small mat for the spare key. She didn't want to spoil the surprise. As she walked in to the flat she could only hear the television from the living room. She walked over to the doorway, she scanned the room but he wasn't there. She walked out of the room and down the hall to the bedroom, pushing open the door. As she flicked on the switch her eyes scanned the bed. Celia stared unbelieving as she saw Bryan on top of a young brown haired girl. Celia felt a tight knot in her stomach.
"Celia it's not what it looks like." Bryan pleaded quickly drawing his throbbing member from the tall brunette.
"What you're clothes just happen to fall off and you tripped inside her. Spare me the excuses. I came back so we could � and you're sleeping with some cheap, well you deserve each other, it's over!" Celia yelled quickly exiting the flat she couldn't, wouldn't let him see her cry.
Celia arrived back at the boarding school nearly half an hour later, almost all of the gang had retired to there rooms, apart from a few who she could here busily discussing tactics for there next fight. Celia heard Lola's voice but couldn't face her or the others, she glanced down at her watch which read 11:30. She quickly continued up the long stair way. Celia continued down the long hall way until she found herself standing in front of the closed door which lead to Blake's room. She new she should continue to her room but she didn't want to, she needed to see him. She lifted her hand to the hard brown wood and pounded her fist against it.
Blake quickly opened the door his jet black hair disheveled. She'd obviously woken him. Celia thought as she continued to study his appearance.
"What's wrong?" Blake asked as he saw her tear stained cheeks. His voice was soft, concerned. "It's okay." Blake whispered seeing her struggling to contain her tears, he reached down and pulled her body close to his, tightly wrapping his arms around her slender shoulders, she felt so soft and worm against him. He tightened his grip slightly he never wanted to let her go.
"Feeling better?" Blake asked as he watched Celia place a tissue on the floor. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"Me and Bryan have broke up." Celia answered her voice harsh.
"Why?" Blake asked he tried desperately to hide the relief in his voice.
"He wanted us to � you know, I told him I wasn't ready and left. I went back later I decided I should because I'd made him wait so long. When I went back I caught him in bed with some girl." Celia explained tears welling up in her now puffy, red eyes.
"It's okay." Blake gently placed his strong arm across her slender shoulders pulling her slightly closer to him.
"I can't believe I was so wrong about him." Celia felt his strong around her shoulders, she felt an uncontrollable feeling in the bottom of her stomach, what was it about him that made her feel so strange. Blake stared at her for a long moment she looked so beautiful, strands of golden hair tumbling loosely about her face from the golden bun that was firmly pinned at the back of her head.
"What's wrong with me Blake? First Kyle, then Sam what a jerk he turned out to be, now Bryan. Why does every guy I meet want to hurt me?" Celia stared up at Blake her once bright blue eyes were now, puffy, red and dull with tears.
"Not every guy does, I don't." Blake's expression turned into a worm smile. The same smile that made her heart raise, and her knees grow week.
Celia slowly moved her head forwards pressing her lips to his. She felt the warmth of his mouth against hers, felt his tongue glide into her mouth gently caressing hers. Blake felt her mouth against his, he wanted more of her, but he needed to know it was what she wanted. He reluctantly pulled away from her his body protesting to his reluctance.