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Chapter 107

August 21st

Asher's POV

I rubbed my temple just sprawled out over my bed... two more weeks till school, but now I don't have Atlas. What am I supposed to do? I doubt Thomas is coming back... maybe I should be homeschooled again. No. I wanted to be at school so bad. There is no way I'm just leaving because of Atlas.

I can hang out with my cousins, Ivy is going to be lonely with Em and Iris constantly snogging each other. Well, now I'm just bored. I don't want to go back to school. Two weeks Asher you've got two weeks.

I don't even know what time it is. I left to go to sleep but ended up just overthinking everything and couldn't. I lazily pull myself off of the bed to peek out the window. My body stiffens and I swear I see someone out there. Rubbing my eyes the figure is gone? I tumble back to the floor and stare at the window in fear.

It was still pitch black besides the moon illuminating some of the trees and plants around. Grabbing at my hair I steady my breathing. I'm just tired. No one was out there. I've just been getting anxious and my brain believes someone is watching me. Nope, it is not true.

I stand back up with little confidence and my knees buckle as I make my way to the window. You could hear the faint howling of the wind through my closed window, but no figure. I jump suddenly when something speeds in and out of my view.

Following my gaze stops on a branch. It's a bird... "Asher, how can you confuse a bird and a human?" I groaned, rubbing my eyes again. Closing the curtains, I went to lay back down, but I couldn't. I still had this uneasy feeling and the more I stayed there the more my heart raced.

Standing I leave my room making my way to my parents' door. Raising my fist to knock I hesitate and stop. If I join them, they'll ask me why, and then they'll know I'm lying, and I'll eventually give in. They'll freak out and think I saw someone and they'll make us move to Antarctica to study kung fu with penguins.

I laugh to myself at how I think my parents would handle the situation. I don't know if I want to bother Atlas though. He was really tired earlier. I could sleep on the couch? No, the whole point of this is that I'm freaked out and don't want to be alone.

I grab the railing with one hand and slowly make my way down the grand stairs. The manor was dark besides once again the moon shining through the windows, the halls were dimly lit by lights which seemed to hardly do anything.

I should stop complaining I'd rather have them than nothing. The slow walk became even slower as I tiptoed past the rest of the rooms. I didn't bother knocking and slowly opened the door, closing it behind me.

His room was just as dark but the curtains were left open which creeped me out. I took long steps and ran to his bed jumping onto it not caring if I woke him up. Luckily he didn't and I let out a sigh of relief.

I sat on my knees readjusting my shirt which then made me extremely embarrassed. I was only in boxers as usual, but I always wore Atlas's shirts, and they hungover my body, but this one fit me... to well.

I try to tug it down but come to the conclusion I can't stretch my shirt that much. Giving up I lift his blanket and embrace the warmth immediately feeling better. Slowly I inch my way closer to my sleeping lover not wanting to get punched in the face.

He looked so peaceful when he slept. I snaked my arm around his side and rested my head onto his chest enjoying the sudden safety I felt. With a small groan, Atlas turned the other way and I huffed to myself. "Not nice" I joke, sitting back up to play with his hair.

He smiled nuzzling closer to my hand, and I just watched him smiling as wide as I could. The smile dropped when the anxiety came back and I quickly looked around the room. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I shivered because of that mean bird! It just looked so human-like at the moment.

My eyes slowly made their way to the window, but I stopped myself. Even if someone was watching me, how would they know I moved to Atlas's room? I stopped playing with his hair and my curiosity got the best of me. Leaning to get a good view of the window I saw nothing and it sure made me happy.

I jumped as a thud from outside scared me and I covered my mouth to hold in my shout-off terror. By now I was a trembling ball of anxiety. I brought my knees to my chest shaking as I tried to calm myself. I didn't want to wake Atlas. I'm not a child. I need to get through these made-up scenarios by myself. A bird probably hit the window or a tree branch... something. It's an old house and it makes noises all the time.

I covered my mouth in an attempt to quiet my breathing, but it didn't worry and I gave in. I leaned over and shook Atlas's shoulder lightly. Getting another groan in response, he eventually sat up and turned around.

"Hmm good morning" he gives me a tired smile. "It's not morning," I answered, shaking my head. He gives me a confused look, before rubbing his eyes. Coming out of his tired-like trance, his confusion was soon replaced with concern.

"Ash? You're shaking, why? Did something happen?" He whispers pulling me over to him. I shook my head again and he sighs. "What's wrong?" His voice was low and gruff. "I'm tired, and couldn't sleep" I reply not wanting to sound like such a baby. Being scared.

"I know that's not it" he yawns looking to the side. "I- I was feeling anxious, and I thought I saw someone- it was a bird though! And then there was a thud" I try to explain, but stop as he releases me and walks to the window looking around the area.

"Baby, it's been weeks now this seems more serious than you think" he sighs closing the curtains. "No- I'm the only one feeling it- I'm making it up!" I ramble out some sort of excuse getting a side-eye from him.

"If you're making it up, you wouldn't tell me you're making up" he groans and I close my eyes. Taking a deep breath I let go of my knees and open my eyes to slide off the bed. I think Merlin it's dark because my outfit was just embarrassing. Making my way to the door I freeze when he called for me. "Where are you going?" He asks his voice stern, you could tell he was tired.

"I was going to go sleep on the couch, I don't want to upset you" I answered my stomach-churning. "Angel come to bed" his voice was still stern, but there was also a certain softness to it. I gulp, releasing the doorknob, and quickly make my way back to the bed.

I sat next to him awkwardly and he sighs, pulling me back into his grip. "I'm not mad, I'm worried... and tired" he grumbles the last part, making me chuckle. "You're sleeping with me tonight" he continued kissing my head.

"Thank you" I gave him a weak thanks as he slid under the covers, I followed close behind. "What kind of boyfriend would I be? Right after you told me you were scared, I just send you out to sleep alone" he yawns nuzzling his face into my neck.

I wrap a hand around his head, the other over his shoulder while he hugs my torso. "A perfect boyfriend" I mumble kissing his head. He shakes his head sleepily and I wait for the smart remark. "I can't be when you already won that award" he chuckles. I stare up at the ceiling confused. "What?" I ask not sure I understood him.

"I can't be the perfect boyfriend when you already are" he repeats, kissing my neck. "You're wrong" I laugh but he doesn't listen. "Nope I'm smart, I know what I'm talking about" he lifts his head from my neck to give me a cheesy smile.

"Not smart, maybe blind" I shoot back, getting a hurt gasp from him. "So rude to me" he whines and I giggle at his fake pout giving him a small kiss.

"Goodnight, I love you" he coos, parting from my lips. He moved and buried his face back into my neck, getting comfortable.

"I love you too, goodnight"