Love Me, Hate Me, Either Way, You're Thinking Of Me... {Completed}

Raining Awkwardness

Sapphire's P.O.V

Rain was pouring down outside my window, as I sat on the large window seat. My eyes were staring at the empty street. It wasn't like me to welcome silence, but today felt like one of those days where you stay locked up in your room, melodramatic music playing in the background, lights off ... Okay, that might be an exaggeration of my current state, but still, you get the point.

A black sports car purred its engine as it raced down my street, only to come to a halt at my house. The car backed up a little and parked its shiny ass in my driveway.

I knew who it was, yet, my mood tied me down to my spot. Not even a fiber in my being had one urge to get up; dash to the front door and greet the all too familiar person.

Stepping out of the car, I saw a tall --- six-foot-three inches to be exact-- figure. He had brown, moppy hair, that like usual was in disarray. His dark, forest green eyes glanced over at my window. It was almost like he knew I was sitting here; watching him.

He sighed walked over to my window.

Blake looked at me with an emotionless expression.

The heavy rain fell harshly on him as he just stood there in front of my window.

I shook my head and opened the window. "You look like a lost dog wanting to come inside," I stated as droplets of rain made their way inside due to the open window.

"I will only come in if you want me to," He exclaimed. His once moppy hair was now flat as it became drenched from the rain.

"Wow, Blake is asking to come in. What a change... So, why should I let you in?" I questioned.

"Like I said, I will only come in if you want me to." He solemnly told me.

I had to admit, his whole 'down and upset' attitude was making me want to do something wild and crazy, just to see him laugh or smile.

"Why should I want you to come in?"

Blake shrugged his broad shoulders, and it was then that I noticed the white T he was wearing was sticking to his ripped abs, all due to the rain.

Licking my lips, I focused myself on looking at his eyes staring down at me.

A gust of wind flew by my window, which brought me to realize it was cold out there, and he was getting soaked.

Leaping off the seat, I ran into my bathroom and grabbed two clean towels. Racing back to my bedroom, I saw Blake in my room and closing my window.

"I thought you were only going to come in my room if I wanted you to ... Who says I want you here?" I teasingly inquired.

Blake turned to face me; he smiled as his long legs brought him closer to me.

It felt like slow motion as the water dripped from his face and sharp jaw line. His eyes gazed intently at mine. My heart skipped a few beats before drumming in my chest.

He reached me and then suddenly grasped a towel. With a toothy grin, he replied. "Well for one: you got me a towel. So, that means you care about me, which is good enough for me to decide that means you want me inside. And second: no matter if you wanted me in or not, I was about to come inside, it was freaking cold out there." With that said he placed the towel on top of his head and ruffled it up, in an attempt to dry his hair a little.

"You're getting my floor wet." I proclaimed as I faked a whine.

Blake chuckled before stripping off his shirt.

"Hey! W-w-what are you doing-g?!" I asked.

Giving me a humorous expression, Blake unbuckled his pants. I watched cautiously as he tossed the belt on the floor. Blake gave me a teasing smile as he slowly undid the button of his jeans. My eyes widened as he pulled the zipper down. His grinning grew as the blush on my cheeks got redder.

I abruptly placed my hands over my eyes. I didn't want this to get awkward, even if he was just joking with me.

"Open your eyes, Sappy." He breathed on me.

I refused to even move my head, let alone open my eyes.

His cold hand, clutched onto mine. Prying my arm away from my face, he sighed. "Show me those chocolate orbs." He pleaded.

My eyelids stayed firmly closed. "You are naked! I heard your jeans hit the floor!"

Blake releases a deep laugh, "I'm in my boxers, Sappy."

Opening my eyes, I made sure only to look at his face, in case he was lying. "Anyways ... want me to get you some of my brother's clothes?" I questioned.

Suddenly, Blake engulfed me in a hug, "No... Sapphire... I just want to tell you over and over again that ... I'm sorry."

Wrapping my arms around his bare waist I pulled him closer to me. "I am too," I stated as I rested my chin on his shoulder.

Blake moved his arms to my waist and lifted me up.

"What are you doing?!" I squeaked.

Carrying me to my bed, Blake sat me back down and pulled the covers down a little. Within seconds, he was under the covers and begging me lay next to him. Lying beside him, Blake huffed and tossed the bed blankets over me.

Cuddling to Blake's side, he put his arm under my head.

"Sapphire?"

"Yeah?"

"I ... Like..."