You And Me Together

Chapter 12: What Would You Like To Have? A Burnt Toast??

I feel my head pounding, as if there is a construction going on inside my head. I groan out loud, and try to get comfortable with my pillow. Why on earth is my pillow breathing? Stop breathing! Wait, did I just say that my pillow is breathing? Pillows don't breath! I quickly open my eyes, and I'm instantly blinded by the brightness of the sun, which is not helping my headache. I hiss, and close my eyes at once. I blink rapidly and once my eyes are accustomed to the light I open it wide, and find myself looking at a perfectly sculpted stomach, with 6-pack and all. I drag my eyes away from the stomach, to the chest and what a fine chest it is. Focus Kat, its not the time to get distracted. You have to find out who it is. I look away from the chest and come face to face with Ryan.

Ryan Rider in my bed! I must be dreaming and what a fine dream it is! Ryan looks so innocent while sleeping, just like a baby. A very sexy baby! Gross! I sound like a pedophile right now. I snap out of my thoughts and stare at Ryan. The wrinkles that used to be on his forehead is not there anymore. He looks so peaceful and calm, but I don't know how he still manages to look sexy as hell! Wait, isn't hell supposed to be hot? Oh who cares! His hair is ruffled in the perfect way and you can see tiny freckles on his face which makes him look all the more sexier. And his lips... God his perfect kissable lips are so tentative right now! Should I? I shouldn't! But its just a dream, so it won't matter! Yeah, its just a dream, a dream that unbelievably feels real, but a dream nevertheless. I lean forward towards his face, my lips just a centimeter away from his. I feel his breath on my face. This dream feels so cheese real. I like this dream. While I lean more forward almost eliminating the distance between our lips, I can't help but have this nagging feeling in my head, that I'm forgetting something. Oh well! Just a little bit more closer and I'll be kissing Ryan Rider! Squeel!!

"What are you doing?" I freeze. I do the only thing I can do. I slap him, hard.

"What the hell? What did you do that for?" He asks, pissed, while jerking up. And since I was sleeping on top of him, I fall down but at the last minute I roll and stand up like a ninja and impress Ryan with my skills. I wish I could say that but me being me fall down and hit my butt on the floor, hard.

"Uh... There... There was a... A mosquito? Yes, a mosquito on your face, I was just swatting it away." I stutter.

"A mosquito?" He asks, doubtful.

"Yes, a mosquito. And stop asking me these questions. What are you? A cop?" I ask him. "I should be the one asking questions. What are you doing in my house? More importantly my room?"

"Your room? Look around jerry." He says and I do. Holy cheese, this is not my room.

"Where on cheese am I? And why is my head feel like a cheese construction site?" I groan, holding my head.