In love with a Lolita

Chapter 17 - Free

In love with a Lolita

~ Chapter 17 – Free ~

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Well days passed before I managed to get home, well more like Cyrus’s house. Only because I didn’t want to face the brothers yet, I still remember the look Jenson gave me and it broke me a little. I couldn’t tell him not t help me I needed all the help I can get. But to put him in danger is not what I want for him.

“Well here it is, home sweet home” Cyrus said as he opened the door and I hobbled towards it.

It was beautiful, I wonder why he even was a janitor he had such an amazing place. The furnishings and everything had such a sophisticated bachelor feel to it, that I felt embarrassed I asked to even stay here. I looked at him and then back at the place, I hobbled in with the crutches, I was feeling my right leg but not my left so it seems like the effects of the crash made me nervous.

It took time, everything took time to heal and I couldn’t doubt it for any second. It was meant to be there was no hesitation towards my injury. I will recover as I said the world was moving fast so why couldn’t I move slowly it wasn’t like I was going anywhere.

I was taking in everything; it was clean and not messy. I felt him move around shifting things and laid a blanket on the sofa and motioned me to sit. The place it was huge but it also looked lonely was he always alone? I stared at him as I moved towards the sofa he held his hand out, I gingerly took the kind gesture and he helped me shift into a sitting position. I was starting to feel hot by how close he was to me, I was aware that my senses were on high alert.

“Thank you” I replied breathlessly, he gave me a mega watt smile and with that I had butterflies in my stomach.

I found my hands stuffed behind a pillow I readjusted it only to find an underwear a women’s one, quite a saucy looking thing too hidden. I shoved the pillow back there when he didn’t look and scowled. He wasn’t lonely I take it back now, it was wrong of me to think he was alone.

It was quiet, and I was getting nervous being with him. I wasn’t sure what to say, we haven’t known each other long. In fact our first encounter in the bar made it seem like a coincidence really and I couldn’t forget it. I didn’t realise how many days passed since then, and what had gone on recently and without actually understanding him or others and pushing them away. I finally got to open up my feelings in some ways and found out that I actually care about him and what he says. I look to him a lot, he makes me go funny he makes me have butterflies which I didn’t realise I could get. I was in love with him and it ached a whole lot more than it should.

“Right you sleep in my room” he said as he stood up and took off his t-shirt, I blushed I wasn’t too keen on seeing him naked yet.

“No way, I will sleep here” I replied and he looked at me strangely

“I don’t want any arguments I agreed to let you stay here if word gets out we could be in trouble, you want me to lose my job” he said with his hands on his hips looking good without his top on.

“No” I pouted I didn’t want to lose but I did. And it was unfair because he was naked anyway well half naked.

“Good girl” he grinned as he walked over to his fridge to get a beer out and took a sip “Now hop along you heard what the docs said, you need rest and don’t think you can’t walk you can” he replied putting the drink on the table as I got up

I hobbled up so fast that I toppled hoping I didn’t spill the beer; I felt his arms around my waist. I hit his shoulders and I grimaced but I was more shocked to see my arms around him than he was with me. Was that my heart beating erratically or his? Was I getting this nervous being with him, how will I survive; my face was so close to his. I stared at him again he looked at me strangely again and gave me a low smile.