Author's note: Ok so from now on I'll only be changing POV's if it's absolutely needed for the story or if I think it'll make the story more interesting so ya enjoy:)
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I woke up screaming again. Damn it! This was the second dream in a row, this means they're back and I'll have to bear through them every night. Crap I really thought this year would be different, I was planning on making friends and everything. I sighed, hopefully I didn't wake my parents up they both have work tomorrow.
I jumped as I heard a tap at my window. I looked over and saw a branch scratching against the window. I let out a breath relieved and laughed at myself, ha! I was being silly of course nothing was there. Tap tap. Crap there it was again. I grabbed the first thing I saw and creeped over to the window. Once I got closer I peeked over the side and screamed. There was a person out there!
I stopped once I realized their face. Standing on the roof was Zane, he was only in his boxers. I blushed and looked at his face again he was frowning. He started making hand gestures that my flustered mind couldn't comprehend. Finally I realized what he was trying to tell me, he wanted me to open the window. I blushed again and opened it.
"God, took you long enough it's fricken freezing out here." He said shuddering and wrapping his arms around himself.
"Well sorry but flailing your arms around didn't tell me you wanted the window opened, and what are you doing here anyways?"
"What do you mean why am I here? You should know your screaming was waking up the whole neighborhood. I thought someone was murdering you or something so I came here to see if you were ok."
"Aww so thoughtful."
"Yeah whatever, so are you going to let me in or not?"
"I don't know... I need to think about it." He just shoved me aside and climbed through the window. "You know Zane I think this is going way too fast for me."
He turned and glared at me, "Ha ha very funny." He said his voice dripping with sarcasm.
I looked him over again he was still shivering and it looked like his lips were slightly blue, eh it's probably just the lighting. I couldn't help myself as my gaze slid lower to his perfectly chiseled abs. I looked down before He noticed me checking him out.
I shook my head clearing my mind of the thoughts I shouldn't be having and shut the window, sitting on the windowsill after.
He looked around my room, not saying anything about my blank walls. I didn't really decorate with personal things. I preferred to only express myself in my journal. Also I didn't exactly have any friends or photos of friends to put on my walls.
He kept looking around and I blushed as I realized I was alone in my room at night, with a boy who was only in his boxers.
"Thinking dirty thoughts are we Ms. Katy?"
I blushed even harder, I hadn't realized he had turned back to me. "N-no." I stuttered he just started laughing. I glared at him why couldn't he just leave me alone?"
"So you were."
"Shut-up."
"Ha! I thought so." He looked at what I was holding and just laughed. "What, were you planning on beating me to death with a hairbrush?"
"It was the first thing I grabbed. I never expected someone to be on my roof."
He laughed louder.
I jumped up and slapped my hand over his mouth. He stopped laughing immediately and I felt something wet against my hand. I realised what it was and screamed,"Eeew you licked me!"
"Well I wanted your hand off my mouth."
"You could have just pulled it off your hands are free."
"Ya but if I would've done that then I wouldn't have been able to see this reaction." He said chuckling to himself.
I glared at him. All of a sudden I realized how close we were to each other, he stopped laughing as he realized too. I saw something flash through his eyes...pain maybe?
He reached up to stroke my cheek. As his hand moved across my cheek he whispered, "Katy what's your last name?"
I could feel his delicious breath blow across my face and unconciously I inched closer so we were only millimeters apart. His eyes were burning into me and I remembered he asked me a question. "Michaels." I whispered back, he shivered then realized what I just said.
He moved away instantly. "I-I think I should g-"
He was cut off as I heard my mom's voice through my door, "Katy? Are you alright?"
Crap I must have woken her up when I screamed at Zane. "Yeah mom I'm fine."
"Are you sure can I come in?"
I panicked she can't come in she'll see Zane! "No! I mean I'm fine mom just go back to bed you and dad have work in the morning."
It was quiet as she thought about it, finally she sighed and said, "Ok honey, goodnight."
"Goodnight mom." I waited until I heard her door close to turn around and look at Zane. He wasn't there. My heart lodged in my throat, he wouldn't have just left without saying goobye would he?" I sighed and pulled the covers back on my bed. I layed down and jumped when I felt something warm behind me. I panicked and tried to turn around to see what it was, but me being the clutz I am, fell out of the bed and pulled the covers and whatever was in my bed with me.
I winced as I hit the ground and when everything fell on top of me the air got knocked out of me. Whatever was in my bed was heavy. I was scared to see what it was, so I peeked open my left eye slowly and laughed as I saw a passed out Zane on top of me his hair sticking out at spots.
He must have jumped in my bed to hide from my mom and fell asleep instantly. He looked so cute when he was asleep, with a peaceful smile on his face. I smiled well time to wake him up and get him off me.
I tried to shove him off but he wouldn't budge, I tried again but still no luck. I tried rolling out from under him but I just ended up with my head in his armpit. I sighed, "Damn this man is heavy." I muttered to myself. One more failed attempt and I dropped my hands to my sides again. Well it looks like I'm sleeping on the floor tonight.
I reached my arm up and pulled the pillows from my bed. I layed them behind my head and wrapped the blankets around me and Zane. This is so awkward. I closed my eyes trying not to think about the heat emanating from the handsome boy on top of me. I cleared my mind of any bad thoughts and slowly drifted into a surprisingly dreamless sleep.
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