The Understudy (hiatus)

Chapter Seventeen - Tydelynn

Lying side by side. Our legs tangled together in a jumbled mess of denim, skin and bones. My nose touching his gently like we were in the middle of an eskimo kiss. Two pairs of blue eyes staring at each other with contempt. His arm resting under my head, my hand lying softly on his chest. My breath tickling his neck. A small smirk on his face.

We'd been like this for last two hours. We'd both sat on my bed and talked about everything. Putting the world to rights, and at some point we'd ended up lying down and snuggling up together. Then we got onto the subject of us.

Dan was mine and I was his. Together, officially.

We'd talked about it, we'd spoke about our feelings and opened up...and now I was his girl. Just like he wanted.

Matty who?

But I had fear in this relationship because I could guess what was going to happen. I wasn't going to be able to love him the way he deserved to. I can't love anybody, because love is nothing to me. I've never known it.

I hoped that Dan would be the one to change that.

"Are we back on bus tonight?" I whispered, closing my eyes slightly and kissing his nose gently.

"I think so," He mumbled back, pulling my head closer to his cheek.

"Such a shame that I wasted last night without you next to me," I sighed.

I felt Dan's chest exhale deeply under my hand.

"You're mine. That's the best that could have come out of this," He muttered. I opened my eyes, centimetres away from his own, and placed my lips onto his. Dan opened his mouth and grabbed onto my bottom lip with his teeth, gently knawing at it before placing his lips onto mine. His tongue tickled the inside of my mouth and I giggled.

"What are you chuckling at?" He whispered, breaking away from me slightly.

"Your tongue. Now, get back here," I pulled him roughly back to me, perhaps with too much force because, suddenly, Dan was lying on top of me. He placed his hands either side of my head, pulling himself up away from my face.

"Someone's a bit eager," He teased. He started planting tiny little kisses onto my collarbone, working his way up my neck to my jawline.

"Shush you," I breathed, as he finished his little trail and kissed me again. "You kill me," I mumbled into his mouth, and he pulled away again.

"Do you ever shut up?" Dan laughed, and I grinned.

"Make me," I challenged.

And then I was cut off by those beautifully sweet lips of his again.

It suddenly struck me that I might be falling in love.