I woke up to the feel of something moving underneath me. I screamed, startled from opening my eyes and looking straight into his face. He gave a small chuckle and held me tighter. I snuggled close into him. Inhaling as much of his scent as I could. He small sigh escaped his lips as his eyes closed.
“I’m sorry, I just didn’t want to let go of you. So I carried you into the lounge and I started to get hungry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.”
“How long was I asleep for?” I asked rubbing my eyes sleepily and sighing in bliss. I felt amazing, really refreshed.
“I’d say about three hours…. Or four. I can’t remember.”
“Oh my god!! Your legs must be dead from holding onto my weight for so long.” I said as I tried to get up. Instead of letting me go, he spun me around so I now had his legs between mine and I couldn’t get up because he stood, wrapping my legs around his waist and settling his under my ass.
“I really didn’t mind, your look cute when you sleep. Did you know you sleep talk?” he smirked at me.
Oh god, I groaned in my head. I felt the blush coming upon my cheeks. So I hid my face in his neck. I felt him shiver underneath me so I wanted to see why he shivered. I wasn’t cold. I slowly rubbed my forehead up and down against his neck. All of a sudden, he spun around and I was between him and a wall. His fingers made their way under my chin and lifted my head so I was looking into his eyes. He slowly descended towards me and I ascended towards him. Our lips met and it was like we couldn’t get enough.
I had to pull away, if we didn’t stop now, we would never stop and that would end badly for us both. His head rested on my shoulder this time. I massaged small, tight circles on his back, just like my grandma showed me before she died. His shoulders slowly relaxed and I felt myself being moved again.
This time once we had finished walking, he placed me on a stool and kissed my forehead. Then he set to work in a room that I now realised was a kitchen.
Once he was done he mumbled something that sounded like wait here then took the food with him to another room. When he walked back through, he smiled at me, walked over and slid his hands underneath my thighs and carried me to another room where he placed me on a small dining chair.
At first, we sat in an awkward silence but soon it became too uncomfortable for me so I thought it was time to try and figure ‘things’ out. I started by trying to lightly clear my throat. I was looking at him as I did this and he simply smiled and continued to spoon after spoon of food into his mouth.
Guess it was time to talk.
“So… ” I started, leaving the sentence open-ended.
“I guess we should talk about what happened huh?” he looked so confused and at loss of words. “Before we continue, I think I should ask you something.” I nodded at him to continue. “Do you believe in the supernatural?”
I had never really thought about it but I guess I did because I basically was one of them, hearing thoughts and seeing things when I was younger. Things that no-one else saw but I could touch them. Maybe I’m meant to be in a loony bin.
“To be honest with you, yes I do.” It seemed as though the second the sentence left my mouth, he exhaled a breathe he had been holding for a while. I noticed he was becoming a little pale, I wonder if that was normal, wait no his naturally tanned. It can’t be.
As soon as I finished thinking that thought, colour came back to his face.
“I was actually hoping you’d say no and we could skip it completely.”
“Well I guess this means you going to explain yourself.”
“It also means you’re going to have to trust me and I will have to trust you. I have a feeling you have been keeping something from me. So who gets to go first?” he said rubbing his hands together as if it were cold.
“I’d really like for you to go first.”
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Ever's life used to be perfect but now, she's stuck in this unknown world where she is anything but normal or perfect. She just wants something normal in her life. And she's about to get it...