ZARA

Chapter 22: Warm

Everyone was still by the parking lot at the mall and Owen had just recently called his mom and told her he will be staying a little while longer with Zara.

Minutes earlier
"Ma?" He said as he held the phone to his ear. It was pretty quiet so Zara could here their conversation
"Hey Owy what's up."
Zara was a little cheered up so as Owen and his mom were talking on the phone she would tease him about the cute things his mom would say.
"I won't be coming home early today... my friend got attacked and she needs me."
Zara laughed right after he said " she needs me" and Owen put his finger over her mouth and worded a "shhh" sound.

"She?? Who is she." His mom questioned
"Zara..." he murmured as he started to walk away knowing what his mom might try to say. Zara got up and followed because she was curious to hear what she thinks about her.
"Oh the girl you keep blabbing to me about.
Well okay I'm going to go to bed goodnight." Zara laughed as soon as she hung up
"So I have been talked about huh?" She said teasing him
"Shut up" Owen said teasing her back as the two both laughed.

Zara's mom was on her way to pick them up. So far they had been waiting for 15 minutes.
It was still pretty chilly outside, Zara had on Owen's hoodie so she was ok until suddenly Owen started to feel a little cold.
"You can have your hoodie back." She insisted trying to take it off.

"No." He said putting it back on her.
"Owen your freezing.. I'll be fine." She responded
"No...I said no." he shivered.. the conversation ended in an annoyed silence.

Zara could see that Owen was getting pretty annoyed because of how cold he was.
She placed her hand on his and felt how cold his veiny hands were which had started to turn pink. She notice his rings and bracelets on his hand that made them look more attractive to her.

"Owen..." she insisted trying get him to give in.
"Zara I said no..." he assertively said as he shivered again.

She then rolled her eyes and sat on his lap,
she put one leg over  too his side and the other leg to his opposite side of his torso, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders running her fingers through his dark brown thick hair and snuggled with him.

"Put your hands in the hoodie." She whispered in his ear. As Owen took a deep breath inserting his hands into the hoodie and a deep breath out when they were in.

The breath he took was long which filled Zara with butterflies.
Due to his coldness, he stroked his hands all up her back feeling her warmth. Zara could feel his rings run up and down on her back.

"You don't mind, do you?" Owen said has he stopped his motion, to look at her
Zara shook her head and gulped "No.. whatever keeps you warm." She stuttered as he continued.

She bit her lip trying to fight any inappropriate temptations or thoughts.
He moved his hands slowly while lightly squeezing and scratching her back.

Then his face got closer to hers as he whispered in her ear.
"Thank you." He moaned of relief.
"Y- your welcome." She stuttered. He continued to stroke, rub, scratch and squeeze her back but this time he did it extra slow and he moved his hands to the side of her body which filled her with butterflies more intense then ever and as a reflex she tighten her grip of his hair as one her arm squeezed his left shoulder.

He bit his lower lip and rolled his eyes back trying not to make a sound.
He knew exactly what he was doing.

The funniest thing of all is how in denial they were thinking about what they were doing.
It's fine cuz we're like best friends and he's cold. I wouldn't be doing this if he wasn't cold. Zara thought to herself