Bear Roberts

Chapter Eleven

"You have ten seconds to get up," Bear seethes.

In the exact same tone, he talked to Jason in.

"Are you mad at me?" I ask softly.

He takes a deep breath. "Your just a lot of work."

I sit up and frown up at him. "I'm sorry if-"

"Don't apologise," he snaps.

"Then what do you want me to do?" I snap back.

"I fucking want you to get up and leave me the fuck alone," He growls.

"No," I spat. "We are talking."

He grits his teeth. "I don't want to talk."

"Well then listen," I snap.

I stand up and position myself in front of his door, so he couldn't walk in. Not that he couldn't just pick me up and move me, but we will go with it.

"There a couple of answers I need," I say. "And I know that I can't force them out of you, but if you like me in any way, you will give me them."

"What?" He growls.

"One, why the hell would you have Adrian beaten up for me?" I ask. "Two, who did this to you and three, why are you so up and down with me. One minute, we are getting along and the next your growling at me."

"Who told you?"

"About what?" I sigh.

"The Adrian thing."

"Your brother," I say. "Didn't you notice my hair is done," I snap. "I also would've liked to know that your a twin."

Bear scoffs. "Big mouth."

"At least he talks to me and opens up," I growl.

God I sound whiny.

"I don't need to open up to you," Bear snaps. "Your just a roommate."

That shouldn't of hurt.

"If you really thought of me that way, then why are you always there for me?" I question. "You beat up Adrian, cause he ditched me on my date, you beat up Jason after he hurt me and the first day you met me you got me furniture!"

"Because I-" Bear groans and his fists clench.

"Finish you sentence," I growl, walking closer to him.

Soon enough, we were chest to chest.

"Because I care about you," Bear says.

I smile up at him. "Was that hard?"

"Very," he mutters.

I take my hand and wipe away the blood that was dripping from his lip. "What happened?" I ask.

"Got jumped," he mutters. "There was five of them, but I fought them off."

That would've been hot to see

His eyes widen. "What?"

I frown. "What?"

"You just said it would've been hot to see," he grumbles

"I said that out loud?" I ask, shocked.

"I- can you just fix me up?" Bear mutters.

"Sure," I mumble.

I follow him to the bathroom and grab the first aid box out from under the sink. I then wet a wash cloth. He walks out and goes over and sits on the couch.

"We are doing this in the lounge room," I murmur, making my way over to him.

I first grab the wash cloth and wipe away any access blood.

I take a look and see a few nice bruises forming on his pretty face.

His handsome face.

His sexy face.

I have what guys call blue balls at the moment.

I then grab a alcohol wipe and dab the cuts that he had. The one on his lip and the one on his eyebrow.

As I start to not focus on his face, I realise the situation I am in.

Me standing in between his legs.

"Bear?" I whisper. He just grunts, his eyes still saying closed. "I really like you."

His eyes open and he stares at me intently. He doesn't say anything.

"I don't mean as a human in general, I meant in a way that I want to make-" Bear covers my mouth with his hand.

"You can't."

"That's not for you to decide," I mumble. He frowns. I peel his hand off my mouth. "That's not for you to decide," I repeat, softly.

"Why?" He grunts.

"I don't know," I murmur. "It's not like I planned it, you just, you know, you care for me and your really hot. Don't even get me started about how when you laugh it's like-"

Bear stands up and leans down, placing his lips on mine.

Holy shit.

Am I really kissing Bear?

I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck, slowly moving my lips against his. His arms wrap around my waist and his hands grab my ass.

He was keen.

He pulls away and I gasp for breath.

"I like your hair," he murmurs.

"Thanks," I whisper. "Your brother is a really good hairdresser."

He hums. "Loud."

"He's the opposite of you," I state.

He pulls his hands off my ass and clears his throat awkwardly. "I'll make dessert."

He walks to the kitchen and I just keep standing here, feeling giddy.

Bear kissed me.

He kissed me.

I didn't kiss him.

He kissed me.

Me!