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Chapter 12

It was almost midnight. I was still awake in my room. I couldn't sleep. I sat up and read twilight. It distracted me more but I kept reading. I don't remember when I fell asleep. I woke up next morning, went to washroom, brushed my hair, washed my face and returned to my room. I wore a light pink long sleeved sweater, which exposed my stomach, and wore a black jeans with white sneakers.

I went downstairs, William and Piper were cuddling on their sofa. I smiled and waved my hand. I didn't say anything because they won't like if I disturb them. I ate cereals and went to class.

During our lunch break I saw Ryan, William and Zack returning to their classes. Girls were trying to talk to Ryan but he was just on his phone. He was wearing a mustard sweater with black jeans. He didn't saw me.

After I was finished with library, I went to dorm. I knew Ryan was already there. I entered and expected him to be on sofa but he wasn't. I went upstairs, knocked on his door. "Come in." He said tiredly. I entered his room, it was typical guy room. There was a L.E.D probably for his video games. Football was in a corner and a guitar was hanging on a wall. It was disorganized but not untidy.

He was laying on his bed. He looked at me and smiled. I laid beside him and he shifted and laid on his side facing me. His chest was touching my arm. I thought about how it will feel to properly cuddle with Ryan.

Cuddling remind me of William and Piper. "I saw Piper and William cuddling today, I didn't disturb them. They both looked so peaceful." I said happily. "they look happy together, William told me he is crazy about her." He said knowingly. "you and William are close?" I asked because I don't normally see them having a conversation.

"Yeah, we play video games online since we were 13. We didn't recognize each other at first but then I saw him playing in his room with me." I laughed at the coincidence. "Coincidence scared me sometimes, it can change someone's life." I said dramatically,

he laughed but he was more focused on something else. I was staring at him. "what are you thinking?" He asked me, I shook my head. "I was wondering if you ever dated someone, what kind of girlfriend you'll be? Like protective, possessive or jealous?" he caught me off guard, I didn't expect this kind of question. "hmm... let me think, what about you?" he was thinking it. "I'll be the clingy one." We both said at the same time.

I laughed. He was just staring at me.
He touched my exposed stomach and I shivered. He blushed and was doodling on my stomach with his fingers. His touches were always warm, sensual and gentle. I shifted on my side and faced him, his hand was on my waist now. Our noses were few centimetres away from each other. "I told you I like when someone I like touches me randomly...not many people have touch me in any sense, only you." I said, deep in thoughts and then blushed crazily.

He tried to meet my eyes but I avoided his gaze. He held my waist with his right hand, skin to skin. "Look at me, Faith." He whispered softly yet sternly. I looked at him.

"I didn't like touching anyone before. I never felt the need to touch anyone. Everyone use to say that I have an attitude. But I was as you said about your sister, touch-me-not. I only hugged my family members, not even my friends. I never touched anyone in any sense before you."

He whispered in his smooth voice. He was completely conscious of his words. I smiled whole heartedly. He pulled me close by my waist and hid his face near my neck. His nose was touching my throat. I shivered. He inhaled deeply and sighed peacefully.

I played with his silky hair. We laid like that for about thirty minutes then he sat up. I sat in front facing him. "I have to pack some stuff." He said sadly. "why? Where are you going?" I asked a little hurt. "my dad wants to spend the week with me. Its been more than a month since I've seen him, more than a month since we met." He said holding my both hands in his hands.

"When will you return?" I asked scared at the thought of him leaving me. "Don't know." He said looking at our hands. "Where does he live?" I asked randomly. "A couple of hours drive away." It took more than a month for him to visit his dad, who live just a couple hours away...

"Why didn't you visit him before?" I asked and he left my hands. He was nervous, he rubbed his neck. I put my both hands on his neck, and rubbed his scar with my right hand. "He called me every week but I didn't want to leave you....and classes here." He said, blushing hard. I shifted closer to him. "I'll help you pack."

We packed his stuff. He showed me two hoodies and asked me to choose. I chose the blue one. He pulled of his sweater and wore a hoodie in front of me. My mouth was watering at the sight of his half naked body.

I was having inappropriate thoughts. I shook my head to clear it. "What are you thinking?" he asked a little confused. I shook my head, embarrassed. He held his suitcase in one hand and held out his other hand to me.

Unusual gesture.

I took it and we walked hand in hand downstairs. He had called a cab. It was coming in about five minutes. I held his hand tightly. I didn't want him to leave me, not even for a day and here he was going for about a week. If hopefully, he came back after a week he will return on Monday.

Uhh!!

He turned and faced me. He tucked my hair behind my ear and brushed his finger on my jawline. I touched his scar, liking the feel of it under my finger. "Bye..." he whispered sadly. I knew my voice won't support me so I just nodded. It was going to be the longest week in the history.