♡Run Boy Run♡

27 Actions Speak Louder Than Words

5:00AM
Hannah's P.O.V

Tristan finishes checking into the hotel. He got two rooms, one for us, and for Foster and whoever the girl he's with is. Tristan fidgets with the key in the door before unlocking it. I question where he gets all this money from to afford two hotel rooms randomly, but I assume it has something to do with the operation that his dad has set up.

I cold breeze blows through me, and I get goosebumps on my skin. Something about this place gives me the creeps. Being so in the middle of nowhere.

I grip onto the back of Tristans shirt for an extra feeling of safety, before we walk inside of the dark room. Locking the door behind us.

Tristan switches on the lights, then walks back over to me, his hands grip lightly onto my arms, sliding down until they reach my hands. He interlocks our fingers before pulling me closer to him. "You don't have to feel scared here." He speaks lowly, pulling me into a big embrace.

I feel him place a kiss on the top of my head, calming me down, and I wrap my arms around his back. "Can we just cuddle for a bit?"

I look up at his face above mine, and he leans down to place a kiss on my lips. Pulling away before leading us to the bed, "Anything you wish, my love." He speaks, picking me up to wrap my legs around his hips. I chuckle in amusement at his actions, and he tightly grips my thighs as he places me down. Sending a shock wave through my body. Can we ever really 'just cuddle?' I think to myself. Causing a smirk to tug at my lips.

Maybe my body and brain feels exhausted, but I don't know how I could sleep being alone with him in this room all night. There's too much we could do.

Even though it's only been three days since we last saw each other, it felt like an eternity. I just want to spend every second I can with him.. I keep getting this sick feeling in my stomach, like there's some unseen cause trying to pull us apart. Like it's only a limited time before I lose him for good.

It just makes me wanna be with him more. I don't wanna leave his side because of it.

It seems like the tighter I hold onto things, the more I love.. they always find a way to slip through my fingers when I least expect it.

And this time, I'm not willing to let go so easily. Even if that thing takes me down with it.

I slip out of my trail of thought after realizing I'd been dozing off. I catch Tristan's dark eyes gazing over my face, like he's trying to piece together my thoughts.

"What's on your mind?" He lays down next to me, keeping his attention on me, I feel his arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer into his chest. 

I let out a sigh of relaxation through my nostrils, wrapping my limbs around him in a big huge embrace, and he shifts me so I'm laying on top of him. I lay staring at his face with my chin balanced on my hands, and I feel my lips curl into a smile. "Nothing important." I lean my head to the side, keeping eye contact.

He exhales a chuckle, "That's not very convincing." He speaks with a smile tugging at his lips, I watch him tug at his bottom lip.

"Aren't you tired?" He asks with a creased brow.

"I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight." I rest my head on his chest, spacing out looking at the wall. An idea comes to mind.

I sit up, straddling his lap. I reach down to the hem of my sweater, my eyes switch onto his & I feel something twitch underneath of me. I slowly lift my top over my head, revealing my bare chest.

I watch Tristans hands grip onto my thighs, slowly rubbing up and down, his eyes glaze over like a lion watching a lamb. And I nearly lose my self control right there. "Keep off Jack Rabbit, it's your turn." I smile.