Tell me you love me

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

I stayed quiet under my covers, holding my breath. Why wouldn’t he just go away? After about thirty seconds I let gave in and gulped in more air. It was quiet outside my door, but I wasn’t falling for it. He was still there. I knew it.

“Amy?” He sighed.

Maybe if he thought I went to sleep he’d leave me alone.

“I know it takes at least seven minutes for an average human to fall asleep” He said wryly. Now if I were smart I would’ve kept quiet. But I’m not that smart.

“Yeah? Well I’m special!” As soon the words escaped my lips I regretted them. So much for being asleep.

I heard a laugh outside my door. He sounded tired. Why wouldn’t he just go to sleep?

“Could you please let me in?” He sighed impatiently.

I looked around frantically springing out of my bed.

We need a plan, we need a plan!

What kind of plan?

Ok, here we go. Go and grab that tennis racket.

Ok, now what?

Hit him with it!

WHAT????

Ok, plan B….lie

“My doors uh..stuck…won’t open..sorry!” I said sweetly. Wow I suck at lying.

“Your door. Is. Stuck” He said slowly. Yeah, it sounded even worse when he said it.

“Yep”

“Really”

“Absolutely”

“So you wouldn’t mind if I got a coat hanger and unlocked your door from the outside?” He suggested. I could almost picture the smirk on his face. Dammit.

Play it cool Amy

“You could try that” I said calmly.

I heard him walk away and I let out a sigh of relief.

A few seconds later I could hear a rattling noise at my door. I froze when I realised what was going on. He was actually trying to unlock my door.

I saw the lock flip upwards allowing my door to be opened. I ran forward and shoved myself against the door with all my strength.

Well this is pathetic

You got a better plan?

Go grab the tennis racket and-

NO!

I felt force pushing on the door as Nate tried to open it.

“Amy are holding the door?”

“Noooo….why would you think that?”

“No reason” He said his voice uneven.

I knew that voice. It meant he was hiding something. He was going to do something.

Wait, he better not-

The door flew open making me fly into my bed hitting my head on the bedside table. I can’t believe he rammed my door. And how the hell did he push me so far? My poor door…

Nate stood over me with a smirk clearly on his face.

“Stuck huh?”

I don’t want to admit it but my eyes flitted over to the tennis racket for a second.