House of memories

Chapter 22

Just an fyi. This is just a book, I know for a fact that Karl would never do something like this without someone's consent. This is just the storyline, he will do other things that will annoy you but again it's for the story line so please don't hate :)
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I freeze and my muscles tense at the contact. What in earths name is happening?

Karl had his hand placed in the centre of my thigh. His hands were cold and sat still. He kept looking ahead at the road as if it weren't happening. He slowly starts to move his thumb so it's rubbing against the upper inside of my thigh.

Why? That's all I can think? Why is he doing this? We're just friends. That's all we'll ever be. Has he not seen me and Tommy interact over the last couple days? Has he not seen the way I look at him? If Karl has some sough of interest in me, I'd assume he would stare at me or look my way all the time. So how come he can't see that I'm constantly looking at Tommy, or talking to Tommy. OR FLIRTING WITH TOMMY! I don't understand how he's not seeing this.

He continues to hold his hand there. He gives my thigh a gentle squeeze and looks my way. He gives me a reassuring smile. Like that's gonna help. I try and give him a calm smile back but I'm pretty sure it came out loopy. He looks back at the road.

How? How am I letting this happen? I should tell him to stop. I don't like it. But I just smiled at him. He probably thinks i do like it! I go to speak and tell him to stop but my voice is caught in my throat. All that leaves my mouth is a quiet squawk. I shut my mouth and sink back into my chair. Why can't I tell him stop. But it'd awkward for the rest of the drive? But I'd rather him know he's crossing my boundaries so he doesn't do it again.

"Karl." I say quietly.

"Yes?" He rubs his thumb over my thigh as a way of saying 'it's ok'. It's ok my Fucking ass.

I grab his hand and lift it off my thigh. He looks over at me with a scared face, like he's scared he's pushed too far, which he has.

"Sorry, I'm just kinda hot right now and the extra contact was making me-" I pause before continuing. "I was just really hot." I finally say.

"Oh, ok." He says with a sigh of relief.

I was glad he had his hands off me. But I was mad at my self for not telling him the truth. What if he thinks he's allowed to do that whenever?

Was I gonna tell Tommy about it? If I did he'd probably kill Karl, and that would give away what we have going on. And we don't really want that getting out. But then Tommy could also make sure Karl doesn't do it again. So he doesn't make me uncomfortable again... I don't know.

After replaying the outcomes in my head, I'm deciding on not telling him. I don't want him to think I enjoyed it. Or that Karl's to blame. It was an accident I'm sure and he didn't mean any harm.

The car comes to a smooth stop as we pull up to the house, thank god.

I open the door and hop out the car, walking as fast as I can to get inside.

"I had fun... saturn." Karl says softly behind me. I stop walking and turn around.

"I had fun too karl." I say with a small smile before turning back around and head inside the house.

"I'm back bitches!" I shout leaving the door open so Karl can get in.

"SATURN!!" Tommy yells from up stairs, he races down the stairs and crashes into me with a big hug. I hug him back as I laugh at his enthusiasm.

"Please never leave for that long ever again." He whispers in my ear.

"Someone's clingy." I say pulling away. I leave my hands on his forearms, his hands around my back.