“Just come back to bed.” I watch as Eleanor shuffles around to room collecting her clothes, “Eleanor.”
“Don’t you mean, Ellen?” I sigh laying my head back in the pillow.
“Im sorry okay? I didn’t mean to say her name.” I hear her feet stop moving for a moment and I look back towards her, propped up on my elbows, “I don’t know why you’re complaining, I hear you say his name while were having sex, what’s the difference if I say another woman’s?”
“What?” her voice is weak.
“I know you’re cheating on me, Eleanor, im not blind.”
“How dear you.” I raise an eyebrow at her, her shoes clutch to her chest.
“How dear I what? State the obvious? Call you out on it?” she just watches me, “You’ve been cheating on me from the second month of our relationship, how’d you think I hadn’t noticed?”
“Im going home, Louis.”
“Do what you want.” I tell her as I watch her leave my room, I hear her bare feet pad down the hall then the front door open and close, I sigh as I fall back into the bed, my head sinking in the pillow. It had been three hours since I left Ellen’s, Eleanor came over an hour ago for no reason at all and we ended up getting in bed. Eleanor and I haven’t got as intermit a relationship as Ellen and I, we have sex maybe five times a month, some times less and a lot of the time she calls me Nolan, I pull the doona over my body, closing my eyes and eventually drifting off the sleep.
I wake to the sound of my phone vibrating on the bedside table, I reach over felling around for the vibrating phone, my eyes still closed as I finally clutch it, my eyes squint as I see the caller ID, Ellen.
L: Hello beautiful.
E: Hi... Louis, I was wondering are we okay? From last night that is, I shouldn’t have said anything.
L: It’s fine, baby. Your right. Anyway, I think Eleanor and I might be braking up.
L: Yeah, I might have said your name last night while we were in the middle of something.
I hear her laugh slightly and I just know she’s standing against the kitchen counter watching her feet as she wriggles her toes, I’ve seen her do it hundreds of times.
E: Will you come over?
L: Babe it’s like three in the morning.
L: Fine, I’ll be there soon.
E: Thank you, I love you.
L: I love you too.
We end the call and I swing my legs off the side of the bed, sitting there for a moment as I rub the sleep from my eyes, once I find my feet I make my way to the wardrobe, slipping on a pair of briefs before slipping tracksuit pants over the top, I slid a shirt over my head and head out of the wardrobe, grabbing my phone from the bed and making my way down the hall, grabbing my jacket from the back of the lounge and my keys from the coffee table I head out the door, locking the apartment door and making my way to the elevator.
Once I arrive at Ellen’s building I park in the underground garage and make my way up stairs in the elevator, a ding sounds as I make it to the top floor, stepping out and going to stand in front of Ellen’s door. I knock lightly, knowing full well London will be asleep and the click of the lock sounds before it swiftly opens, Ellen looks up at me with an innocent smile, an oversized jumper covered her body and I step closer to kiss her lips. All the lights are off apart from the overhead light that hang above the island bench, her laptop is sat on the bench, she must have been writing or skypeing while she waited for me, she takes my hand and leads me down the three steps after turning the lights off and we enter the bedroom, London is in her cot and the doona on the bed is a mess, both the cats asleep on the throw at the end of the bed and soon Ellen and I are under the covers, cuddling.
“So what happen with you and Eleanor?” Ellen asks as she traces her index finger in patterns over my shirt covered chest, her head on my shoulder and a leg caught between mine.
“Well long story short, I called your name when I was getting closer to the end.”
“She told me to stop, I didn’t even relies what I had done till I asked, I regretted asking, she screamed her answer.” I looked down at her and she nods with a bit of a laughs before giving me a look telling me to continue. “I asked her what the big deal was, she calls his name any other time.” Her eyes widen, “She said she was going home and I told her to do what she wanted.”
“Maybe we could start dating soon.” She says and I catch her hand as she continues tracing patterns on my chest, she looked at me and I push her back, hovering over her body I dip my head and bight her skin, one hand palming her left breast while the other intertwined her fingers with mine, I grind my hips down into hers and a whimper escapes her lips. “Not now.” he almost moans and I pull back gripping the blanket and pulling it over my head so it covers us completely.
“London’s asleep, she can’t see us, plus she doesn’t know what we’re doing.”
“It’s not that.” I look down at her, seeing her shy features though the darkness, “What if when I cum I swear, I don’t want her picking up any language.” I let out a laugh as I peck her nose.
“That’s smart.” I say and she watches me. “I think that’s the only time I ever hear you swear.” Her eyes widen.
“Do I really swear?” I wriggle my eyebrows at her.
“I don’t think there has been a single time you haven’t sware when you orgasmed.” She shoves my chest.
“Why did you never tell me?”
“Because you would do everything you can to prevent it.” I shrug, “It’s hot.” She lets out a sigh and I feel her body settle into the bed further, “Let’s go out into the main room.” I suggest and she laughs, sliding her hands over my four arms and under my hands which still grip the end of the doona.
“Let’s not.” She says quickly pecking my lips and lowering back to the pillow, trying to pry the doona from my hands, I let it go and she pulls it back over our heads and lets it rest on my back, a hand tangling with the hair at the nape of my neck as I lay on my side, propped on one elbow, her fingers still in my hair as I look down at her.
“Swear.” I say and shake her head, “Do it Ellen.” I demand her playfully.
“No.” she giggles as I tickle her side, “Louis, London’s asleep.” She says though a fit of giggles.
“Well you better swear quick or she might wake up.”
“Okay, okay. I will do it, if you stop.” I stop tickling her, keeping my hand in place, gripping her sides as I wait for her.
“Do it.” I say and she looks at me shyly.
“Fuck.” She says simple and I smile, maybe a little too big bit she has never swore without apologising at the end.
“I fucking Love you.” I nuzzle my head into the crock of her neck and her musical giggle sounds when I flutter my eyelashes on her cheek. “Say it back.”
“I love you, too.”
“No.” I shake my head, “I fucking love you.” She smile, kissing my lips and pushing her forehead to mine, her multi coloured eyes visible though the darkness.
“I fucking love you, Louis.” we laugh together for a moment after I kiss her again then we settle back in the bed, my arms around her body, our legs tangled and her head in the crock of my neck, the blanket pulled halfway up our stomach and we lay in silence.
“Come to a music festival with me.” I say as I trace my index finger down the side of Louis face, our legs tangled as I lay on his side.
“Northwich.” He looks down at me.
“That’s like four hours away.” He states and I shake my head.
“Three and a half.” He lets out a laugh.
“Next week. I already have the tickets.” I tell him and he smiles.
“Of cause I will go with you.” I stretch up and kiss his lips, “But who’s looking after London?”
“Well Tegan is going to be here next week and is staying for two so her.”
“Won’t she want to go?”
“Yeah but it won’t be a problem if I tell her I was invited.” He shakes his head at me.
“How many tickets do you have?”
“Four but I was thinking about only using two. Then we don’t need to share a tent.”
“Tent?” he raises an eyebrow.
“Yeah, the show runs over two days.”