We're Not Alone

Chapter 13

"Let's just stay here today, we all need a really good rest anyway," Dad suggests.

"Yay, only if I can have a shower," I demand.

"Everyone can have a shower. Just when someone does go to have a shower, there will be one person guarding the door, just in case."

"Well I'm going first, who's going to guard me?" I ask.

At first no one offers, but in the end Paisley says, "fine, I'll do it then."

We trail upstairs, talking about the bombshell that was released last night.

"Jamila, do you realize that they will probably get married now?"

"We'll be sisters! Hey, you checked the rooms up here, was there any girls bedrooms? Cause I really need some new underwear!"

"Uh, yeah, this one over here," she leads me into the best teenage haven ever.

It's a room like you would see on Tumblr (my favourite social media). The walls are in a very light lilac, and one of the walls is covered in Instagram photos. Fairy lights dangle from the ceiling, and her bed, according to Paisley, was covered in soft blankets and pillows. Book quotes are scattered around the bookcase. Her dresser is inside her wardrobe and they are both filled to the brim with clothes and shoes. I find a set of underwear, some socks and a new shirt. She also has a nice beanie that I take too.

I go to the bathroom and heat the water. I strip off and step into the steaming hot shower. I watch the brown water flow through the drain. I wash my hair thoroughly with shampoo and conditioner. I shut the shower off and I feel the freshest I have felt in forever. I dry myself off with a towel I found hanging on the towel rail. I change into my fresh clothes and my old jeans.

I walk out of the room and allow Paisley to shower.

Trevor races up the stairs and I instantly think something's wrong.

"Trevor? What's up?"

"Nothing, except for this," he picks me up, twirls me around and plants kisses down my neck.

"What are you proposing Mr. Moran?"

"Well Miss Mellet, I am proposing that I might like you so much, it might just be love."

A tear rolls down my cheek, "I definitely like you so much it might just be love, ever since that day I met you."

"So did I, but I've been wanting to do this since I met you so," he sticks his head through the bathroom door to say to Paisley, "I'm taking Paisley away from you now."

I'm suspicious now, "what are we doing Trevor?"

"You'll see." He picks me up from my waist, I wrap my legs around his torso and he walks me into the bedroom. He kisses from my neck, all the way to my jaw and to my forehead. By now he lay me on the bed and he is on top of me.

"Trevor, I don't think I'm ready for this."

"Don't think so dirty, gosh."

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Someone knocks on the door. I ignore it because I'm too comfortable in Trevor's arms. I truly do like him so much it could be love. We didn't do what I thought was going to happen, we just cuddled and talked. It was nice, not being around the others, I love them, but considering the length of time I've been around them, it's nice to just have some alone time with Trevor.

Someone knocks on the door, this time waking Trevor up.

"Come in!" I yell.

It's only Paisley, so me and Trevor sit up and Paisley joins us on the bed.