A Ghost On Earth - Wilbur Soot x oc

Chapter 17 - That's... not possible

Chapter 17 - That's... not possible

*Claire's POV*

The next morning I woke up cuddled up to something...Warm? After trying to get up but being stopped by something wrapped around my wait, I looked up. I was met with Wilbur's face sleeping peacefully.

My face went red when I realized how close we were. It was so nice to be in his arms but he's getting married and I'm just a maid...  I gently got out of his firm grip and got up.

How am I supposed to get out of here without the guards getting supposed? I mean, me walking out would seem a little suspicious. Should I wake Wilbur?

I debated waking Will and eventually realized I kind of had to so I could leave. Sitting down beside him I gently placed my hand on his and shook him slightly.

"Will? Wilbur, you need to get up,"  I said softly and he started to shuffle. His eyes opened slightly and he looked at me half asleep.

"No thank you," he said, grabbing my waist and pulling me into his chest. My face was bright red and I had to push myself away from Wilbur.

"Wilbur. You need to get up. I don't know how I got here but I don't want to just walk out of here," I said, shaking him again. This time he sat up with a jolt.

"Oh shit. Sorry. You fell asleep and I didn't want to wake you- and I didn't know where you slept so I took you here- Sorry," Wilbur said, quickly.

"It's okay Will. Thank you for letting me sleep, but for now I need you to get me out of here. I feel like I  can't just waltz out of here," I said looking over to the door.

"Yeah don't worry. I'll faze you out. Let me just get changed," Wilbur said, getting out of his bed and walking over to his cupboard. He grabbed something and walked into his bathroom.

I just walked around the room looking at the picture he had lying around. Some were recent and some were old. I blushed when I saw a picture of me there.

It was me reading a book under our tree with my hair down. But some of it was tucked behind my ear where I had a flower sitting. I had a small smile on my face.

A/N: Just pretend that you can take pictures in some way.

I snapped my head around when I heard the bathroom door open. Wilbur stood there with a simple brown sweater with a white collared shirt popping out the top and some plain beige pants. He looks so cute with his little glasses. I thought, looking at him.

"Alright, where do you want me to take you?" Wilbur asked, floating over to me.

"I have today off so I was wondering if I could go to the garden, under our tree?" I asked.

"Sure," Wilbur said, and he came up to me. He picked me up and I got flustered. "Sorry, but if I'm going to faze you, it's just easier," Wilbur apologized.

"N-no it's okay," I said shyly. He floated over to a wall. I held my breath and closed my eyes as we went through the wall. Soon I felt Wilbur stop and I opened them again.

There we were, under our tree, just like old times. "Hey, how about we go look at all the flowers?" Wilbur snapped me out of thought.

"Yeah, I would like that," I replied with a soft smile. We walked around all the flowers while making small talk. Just like old times. I thought smiling to myself.

I stopped at a small flower and knelt down near it to get a closer look at it. "What are you looking at Claire?" Wilbur asked.

"This little bud, it's a late bloomer. I always love to look at these ones. I feel like I relate to them. I was always behind or a late bloomer," I said, brushing my hand over it.