He Saved Me

Chapter Fourteen

My eyes fluttered open.

At first I wasn't sure where I was. Why was I in a bed other than my own? Why did it smell like a rusty motel? Why was there something heavy on my arm?

I shifted, trying to turn around to see what the heavy thing on my arm was. I managed to squirm around, and was surprised to meet a boys face. Liam. Oh...

That heavy thing on my arm was his arm. And I was pressed tightly to his chest, his arms around my body. If anyone walked in they would definetly think that we'd slept together last night. Last night I'd told him not to worry about us getting too close, but damn I didn't think that by morning we'd be in a Karly-Liam sandwhich.

I tried to get out of the bed so that I could go to the bathroom, but his arms tightened around me. "Liamm-" I groaned, but he was still asleep.

"Liam," I tried again, attmepting to push his heavy arm off of me but he was much stronger than me and fought back easily even in his slumber state. God. What would it take to wake this boy up?

"Liam!" I screamed, squirming like crazy. This brown eyed boy of mine was the heaviest sleeper ever. Sighing, I managed to get one of my arms free from his smooth chest, brought it up, and smacked Liam on the cheek.

"Ow!" He screamed, quickly rolling around so he was facing the opposite direction I was and rolling off of the bed, onto the ground.

"Woops," I answered, swinging my legs over the bed and standing up.

"What the hell was that for?" he asked.

"Your heavy arm was suffocating me and I have to pee," I answered.

"So the only solution in your mind was to slap me?" He asked, standing up from the ground and glaring at me.

I shrugged, "Hey maybe I was having one of those sezuires that you're convinced I have all the time."

One corner of his mouth twiched up, letting me know he really wasn't mad. "Maybe." I laughed and walked into the bathroom, peed, and looked at myself in them mirror.

My red roots were really upset that my hair was blonde. They were fighting back really hard.

A knock on the door, then, "Karly?"

"What Liam?" I spat.

"I'm coming in, I gotta get my shirt outta there, are you decent?"

"Yeah."

He walked in, and eyed me in the mirror. His eyed lingerd on my hair, espeically the clear line between bonde and red. "You're a red-head?" he asked.

"Aubern," I corrected. "I'm not a red-head."

"Looks pretty red-headed to me," he said. "Why'd you dye it?"

"I don't know," I answered, looking at it in the mirror. "Seemed like a good idea at the time, I guess."

He grabbed his white v-neck and slipped it on, leaning against the bathroom wall. "You should get it back to it's natural color," he said. "Today. I'll come with you."

"Why would you want to watch me get my hair back?" I questioned.

"Because," was his only answer. "We'll leave in twenty minutes."

So that chapters crappy. Nothing really happened, I guess it was kind of just a filler.

PEACE OUT!

~Kayla

BTW there's a pic of Karly with her natural hair over there>>>>

and I'm going to start dedicating every chapter to a commenter!