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Artic Monkeys ' Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High' >>>>
13.
I woke up to the sound of Wyatt soft laughter in the background. Slowly opening my eyes, I was momentarily blinded by the bright light. In a flash my eyes closes back, I squint my eyes for a few times before opening them back. Wyatt chubby round face was hovering over me once I open my eyes.
"Didi." Wyatt mutters, tilting his head to the side which makes his lips graze my forehead as he speak.
"Hey little guy," my voice sounded hoarse and rough. I wonder how long I've been sleeping. Little bits of pieces flashes through my mind and when it finally lands on one thing, or person, a loud gasp emits from my mouth. Which gives Wyatt the advantage to put the tip of his pointer finger in my mouth. I playfully nibble on his finger and it makes him laugh, which unfortunately for me, his drool came out and lands on my forehead.
"Ew, Wyatt! That's nasty." I playfully glare at him.
I slide my head away from him and sits up, wiping his saliva with the sleeve of my shirt. Wyatt just continues to observe my actions with wondering eyes.
"That's just nasty." A deep voice says making me freeze midway. Turning my head to the side, to the source of the oh so familiar voice, I saw him sitting by my bed on my purple chair.
I sigh loudly, "Is there any way that I could get rid of you?" I still sound weird and kinda scratchy, like I just went to a rock concert and shout my lungs out.
I hear movements but didn't pay attention to them. Instead I focus on Wyatt, he's currently biting his thumb, or sucking it. Either one. When his adorable bright brown eyes met mine, he giggles with his thumb still in his mouth and drool escapes from the corner of his lips. I scoot closer to him and gently swat his thumb with my finger while making a clicking noise with my tongue.
"No, Wyatt. It's dirty." I utter while wiping his drool with his shirt.
A tap on my shoulder diverts my attention to him. Turning my head around, big biceps hands me a glass of water. I scrutinize the glass of clear water in his grasp, and shifts my eyes between the glass and him.
"It's just water."
"You could've spit in there and say water, too."
"You want me to spit for real?" He query, bringing the glass closer to his chin. "I could show if you want."
"Then you're gonna drink it."
"That's sick!"
"You started it." I retort and grabs the glass out of his big hands. I took two long gulps and wipe the remaining water around my lips with the back of my hand. My throat feels much better; before it feels dry and I could barely swallow any saliva to moisten the area.
"Thanks." I mutter as he takes the glass from my hands and place it on my bedside. Big biceps sit down in the chair, facing me.
I shift uncomfortably in my bed under his intense gaze; like he's studying me. Ignoring the fact that his eyes were burning holes in my face, I swiftly pick up Wyatt and place him in my laps. Bringing my hands around his waist, he plays with my fingers and even tries to put the in his mouth. At least I feel somewhat safe now that Wyatt is on my lap; he could be my shield, although I know it's wrong.
A sister should protect her little brother, not making him as a shield.
"No, Wyatt. It's ticklish, me no likey."
Wyatt just looks at me with his big brown eyes and proceed to nibble my fingers. Before he has the chance to put it in his mouth, using the other free hand, I tickle his sides gently. Which is enough to let him release my finger.
"So you're ticklish?" Big biceps says.
I turn my head to the side, facing him, while still tickling ticklish Wyatt. "I didn't say such things."
"But you said it's ticklish, me no likey." His voice went an octave higher, and imitates my voice. Biceps clears his throat before continuing, "That means you don't like to be tickled."
Wyatt stops squirming around in my lap, glancing down at him, Wyatt was lying on his back and shifting his eyes between the both of us.
"Where's my parents?" I query, not thinking that I'd ignore his previous question.
"Changing the topic are we. I'll take that as a yes."
"Where are they." I query again while giving him the don't-mess-with-me look.
"They went out to have dinner together and didn't bring either of you along," he replies, using his index finger and shifts between me and Wyatt to emphasize his point, "since you were sleeping and Wyatt, well he was asleep too. So me being the generous me, I told them I'll take care the both of you."
I wasn't surprised that my parents went out for dinner because this isn't the first time it has happened. I'm sort of used to it. But this time round it's surprising that mum has actually entrusted someone to take care the both of us. And mum has never hired a babysitter for once. She knew I could take care of Wyatt all by myself - I'm not boasting but just so you know.
I turn at him sharply and narrow my eyes. Something doesn't seem right here. Why would a guy like him willing to babysit when he could be outside partying his ass out and grab some chick's along the way.
I mean, he's handsome.
He's here to kill you dumbass, the little voice in my head says. My eyes widen, oh crap! I've totally forgotten what'd happened and it's all thanks to Wyatt for making me have all my attention focused on him. Not that I'm really complaining.
On instinct, I move away from him and drape an arm over Wyatt waist so he won't fall off my lap. Big biceps face turns into confusion as he watches me.
"What are you doing?" He query, getting up from his seat.
"Stay back." I held out an arm. "I...You're gonna kill me just because I heard what you and Ethan were saying."
Big biceps pull his eyebrows together, saying, "If I kill you, Alpha Bay would kill me too and no thank you, I still have long lines of ladies waiting for this." He says proudly while gesturing to his body.
I stop moving, ignoring the poking that Wyatt was giving at the moment, I glance up to Big Biceps and ask.
"Alpha Bay?"
"You don't know him, do you?" He sighs while rubbing his face. I hear him mumbling some words softly under his breath. I could only grab some words like 'shit' and 'doesn't know'.
"Language big biceps!" A loud gasp fills the room and I swiftly clamp my mouth with both hands. Oh my god! I did not just call him what I usually call him in my mind! How dumb can you get Indigo!?
"Big biceps?" He utters, with amusement evident in his tone. "So you approve of this muscle?" He adds, flexing both biceps and smirks at me. "I knew the ladies dig this kind of muscles."
I roll my eyes at him and avert my gaze to smiling Wyatt. He obviously finds this whole thing funny since Big Biceps was making faces at him while flexing his muscles.
"Wyatt, when you grow up, don't be all cocky dorky like him." I points at Big Biceps.
"Theodore. My name is Theodore, call me Theo for short." I felt the bed dip. "Not big biceps." He adds, while chuckling.
Theodore. That's a really nice name; a name that I'm gonna call my son someday - if I ever get married. Just then Artic Monkeys 'Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High' echoes in my room. Wyatt made a sound that sounded like 'oh' as I glance at Theo, who was searching in his jeans pocket, for what I assume, his phone.
I was lip syncing to the verse at Wyatt, making the little guy giggle. Just as it gets closer towards the chorus, Theo answers the phone. I playfully pout at Wyatt and he jabs my lower lip. I continue to play with Wyatt while Theo greets the person at the other end of the line.
"Hey man. What's up?"
I heard yelling and more loud yelling that I had to avert my gaze from Wyatt to Theo. He held his phone away, far away from his ear as he wince at the roaring voice. Even that caught Wyatt's attention. After the yelling died down, he places it back in his ear.
"Sorry. She was asleep earlier on and I didn't want to disturb her. She erm..." Theo nervously glance at me. "Yes, Alpha Bay." He hands out the phone to me.
I look at the phone and at Theo and drops my gaze back on to the phone. Giving him a baffled look, I say, "Who is he? Why does he want to talk to me? He's gonna threaten me, isn't he?" I swallow nervously at the thought of him threatening me.
What have I gotten myself into? Getting involved with a gang. My mum is gonna behead me!
"Indie, he isn't going to do anything. He just wants to speak to you."
For some reason I want to talk to the mysterious guy but at the same time I'm afraid of what he's going to say. My heart was racing, my palms were starting to get sweaty and my breathing just got quicker. I run my tongue shakily over my dry lips, moistening them.
Take a deep breath, calm down your heart and brace yourself for what's going to happen next Indigo. Yeah, that's right, be prepared.
I reach out for Theo's cell phone and wrap my hand around the gadget. I shakily bring it closer to my ear while closing my eyes and taking a long deep breath.
"Hello."
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So now you know "big biceps" name ;) If any of you guys want me to do a shout out your books, PM me & I shall do it in the next chapter :D
That song on the side has been on repeat ever since last night! And go listen to Do I wanna know by them too!
Oh, just a head up, they will be video chatting in a chapter or two ;)
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