Once I've climbed high enough I climb across the branch and through the window that's for some reason open.
I look around, nothing has changed. My bed sits in the corner and beside it is my dresser and mirror. It's doesn't have much decoration except for the bookshelf on the left wall and a few of my drawings hanging from the same wall. There's also a door that leads to my small bathroom.
"So this is your room?" Arya's voice says from beside me.
"Yep, it's not much but it's home." A home that I'll never be able to come back to.
I sigh and walk over to my dresser and start to take some clothes out of it. Once I get everything I put it in a bag and two arms wrap around my body in a hug. "You didn't have to come back for me Alex. I know it must be hard for you." She whispers and I turn around in her arms so we're facing each other.
"I love you Arya. I'll do anything for you," I lean down and kiss the top of her head. "Now let's get you some dry clothes shall we?" I try to pull away from the hug but she doesn't let me. "Arya?"
Her head is resting on me chest as she says, "You're comfy and you smell nice."
"Well thank you," I kiss the top of her head again. "Now let's get you some of my sister's clothes so you don't freeze to death."
She chuckles and pulls away. "Can I wear yours?" She asks and I can see her cheeks start to flush with colour.
"You're so cute when you blush." If it's even possible my words make her blush even more.
I pass her a pair of my sweatpants, tshirt and a grey hoodie. She takes them and looks them over. "They're huge!" She says and giggles.
I gasp. "Are you calling me fat?" I over-exaggerate.
He giggle turns into a full on giggle. "No! Now turn around so I can change."
She turns around and I do it as well. I put my own sweats on and just as I'm about to put my shirt on Arya jumps onto my back. I stumble a times until I fall face first on the ground. Arya lays down beside me. "Arya! I wasn't ready!" I can't help but laugh as I roll onto my back.
"Well you should have been ready." She giggles and the straddles my body and rest her head on my chest. My body tenses up and I think Arya can tell. I don't deserve her, she deserves so much better then me. I'm a killer a cold hearted killer. "What's wrong?" She looks into my eyes and it makes my heart melt. She's so perfect, everything about her is perfect.
"Nothing." I weakly smile at her but she doesn't buy it.
"Something is wrong Alex. Why are you so tense?" She starts to trace patterns on my bare chest with my fingers and my body relaxes.
I sigh loudly and look away from her eyes. "You deserve so much better then me Arya. You deserve someone who hasn't killed people, you deserve someone who's dad doesn't want to kill him. He might kill you Arya!" She slides off me and I stand. She follows suit.
"Alex. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. In that orphanage I was nothing, worthless but you made me feel the total opposite. I only deserve you Alex. No one else could possibly make me feel the way you do." Her voice is filled with so much desperation that it makes it hard not to believe her.
I scan her eyes searching for lie but nothing comes up. "Really?" I had to ask.
She nods and pushes me backwards onto my bed so I'm laying on my back. She straddles me again and she connects out lips.
I moan and put my arms around her, bringing her in closer. Then she starts to kiss my neck. I moan again and I feel her smile against my skin.
I flip us over so I'm on top. I look into her beautiful blue eyes and there's a gigantic smile on her face. "Kiss me." She whispers and I comply.
I kiss her with as much passion and wanting as I can and her hands run up and down my bare back. I can't help but moan against her lips. I then trail my kisses across her jawline and then down her neck. She tilts her head so to grant me more access and I use this to my advantage.
I attack her neck with kisses and lovebites which makes her moan each time.
In the midst of this heated make out session I hear something coming from the hallway outside of my room.
Footsteps.
Before I can pull away from the kiss the footsteps stop and I hear the noise of the door opening.
(A/N: Cliffhanger!! I'm sorry<3 So who do you guys think is at the door? I'm sorry for this shitty kissing scene. Im not even joking when I say I rewrote it 100 times. I'm working on my romance writing skills! Don't forget to vote and comment! Feedback is always appreciated!<3)
