Okay, so I got a review for this story so I'm going to give a Chapter 2 for 'I Need You', so this chapter is for them
Disclaim: I Do NOT Own Top Gun, I only own Ally.
Maverick walked in, closing the door behind him.
"We need to talk."
She looked away from him.
He walked over to the bed and sat at the edge of the bed. He put his hand on her leg. She gripped her pillow. She didn't want him touching her. She wanted him to just leave.
"Ally, you've got to talk to me some time, because I don't plan on leaving."
She wiped the tears from her eyes and sat up. He shook his head when he saw the look on her face.
"Come on, Ally Al. Don't do that."
He made a gesture to wipe her face, but she kept her face out of his reach. He let out a deep sigh and placed his hand on his lap. He looked down at the hand in his lap.
"Ally, I'm sorry."
She shook her head.
"No, you're not."
He felt his blood boiling. The only thing he hated about Ally was her stubbornness.
"Yes, I am."
"No, you're not."
He couldn't take it. He gripped her upper arms and pulled her to him. She gasped at his sudden actions. She felt her cheeks immediately flush red. She noticed how close they were. The only thing keeping them apart was her short, pink nightdress and his long, grey sweat pants. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her to him. She felt his warm breath near her ear.
She didn't know what she could say.
He pulled away and looked at her. His eyes locked with her's. He didn't know what it was, but it was type of force pulling him toward her. Her eyes slid close as he pressed his lips to her's.
Her hands wandered to his short, black hair. She layed back on the bed and he layed on top of her. She felt his mouth gently work on opening her mouth. His tongue started battling with her's. She smiled against his mouth.
She knew that this was a good way for him to apologize to her.
DarkAlice0342: Oh, they made up:) YAY!
I'll see if I can swing a Chapter 3