The Beginning of the End (Vampire Story) *Completed, but Slowly Editing*

Chapter 33: A Royal Background

Chapter 33

Warning this story is rated M for Mature...you've been warned ;)

I rolled over. For some reason, my body felt elevated...like I was on top of something. I slowly opened my eyes. I stared in confusion. What exactly am I looking at? I lifted my head up. Oh God. I was lying down on Hayden. I tried to pull back, but his grip only tightened. Great. The guy is strong in his sleep too. I tried pulling back again. No success. "Hayden," I said putting my hands on his chest trying to push back.

"Nyla," he moaned. I stared down at him wide eyed. He rolled us over. The weird thing is, his eyes  were still closed.

He inched closer to my face, "Hayden, wake up," I said staring at him terrified. He moved closer and now he was only inches away from my face. I could feel his cool breath on my lips.

His eyes slowly opened. "Morning, sweetheart," he said smirking.

I glared at him, "How long have you been up," I questioned.

"As soon as you tried to do me in my sleep. Rolling on top on me? Really? All you had to do was ask. I would've easily accepted," his voice began low and husky, as he ran a hand down my leg. I shivered, as his fingers glided across my skin. My breath hiked. Oh no. Not today, Hayden. I pushed his hands away.

I glared, "Sometimes I just want to...” he cut me off.

"Really...I feel the same way," he said smiling.

I hit him in the chest, "Shut up," I said giggling. Oh no. I sound like one of those little school girls that just met their crush for the first time. I stopped giggling.

He looked down at me in confusion, then smiled, "Aww that was cute...do it again."

I looked down blushing, "No...now get off," I hissed.

"Not without your help," I looked up at him. Oh the things I would do to wipe that stupid smirk off of his face.

I stared at him, "Oh you are just gross," I said in disgust.

He chuckled, "I'm joking. Do you even have a sense of humor?"

"I do," I defended.

"Okay say something funny then," he challenged.

"Okay fine. So there was this guy at an office. He asked for a stapler, right... The other guy handed him one. He goes to try it out...but it has no staples in it," I said laughing. Oh God, I crack myself up.

He laughed, "Oh. you better be glad laughter is contagious...cause that was horrible," he said still laughing.

My eyes narrowed into slits,"It was funny..."

"No it wasn't," he said still laughing.

"Like you could do any better," I challenged.

"I could," he said sobering up a bit.

"Fine. Make me laugh."

"Easy....pudding," he said in a bored tone. I don't know why, but I started laughing. "Oh my gosh. You're on something. Are you okay, Nyla," he asked staring at me like I was crazy.

I kept laughing, "No no I'm fine," I said breathlessly.

"Okay... I'm leaving," he said getting up. I continued to laugh. I think he's right. I might be on something. I heard the door open and close. I laughed for a few more seconds before sobering up, finally realizing how stupid it was for me to laugh at a joke like that. I looked over at his bedside table...5:00 am. I slid off the bed, walking towards the door. It was still a little dark, but I could see. I walked through the third bedroom, and now I was headed up the stairs. I silently walked up the stairs. I heard noises coming from the dining room. The air filled with an amazing aroma. I was now in the second room. I walked into one of his closets in this room and grabbed some sweats and a t-shirt.