Secret alliances

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Wes's Pov:

I carried a sleeping Meera into my house.

Turns out our parents and their whole friend group was going on a small getaway for two days, so we were all alone and Rowan is out of town for tennis state championships.

I carefully opened the garage door without waking her up, after I shut the door, I made my way up to the couch and set her down gently before going back to lock up.

When I got back, I found her curling up into my jacket even more.

Grinning ear to ear, I picked her up and carried her to my room.

I leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead before going back downstairs to grab water for both of us.

"Wes?" Meera called as I was halfway up the stairs with tumblers.

"Hold on, I'm coming." I push the door open and find her sitting up on my bed. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just didn't know where you were."

"Well I'm here now." I moved closer to her. "Do you want some water?"

"I'm good for now." She yawned, her eyes drooping again.

"Here, I'm gonna give you clothes to change into and there's an extra toothbrush in the cabinet below my sink." I popped out into the corridor and opened the linen closet. "Oh and here's extra travel stuff for skin and hair. My mom always keeps extras." I handed her a clear bag full of products and she got up.

"Thank you," she said, walking inside my bathroom.

I opened my closet and pulled out two pairs of grey sweatpants, one for her and one for me, along with a black shirt for Meera.

I checked my closet for a brand new pair of boxers that she could borrow and found one in a bag of new clothes.

I knocked on the bathroom door, hearing a faint come in. Meera standing there in her bra and biker shorts, brushing her teeth. I push back the hair from her face and set the clothing down on the counter.

Rowan and I share a bathroom so it's pretty big, I use Rowan's side to brush my teeth and Meera starts washing her face.

By the time I wash my face and moisturize, Meera wraps up her skin care.

I leave the bathroom and change in my room while she changed in the bathroom.

I set the bed and pull in extra blankets for Meera because I know she likes to curl up into a ball under several layers.

She came out of the bathroom holding her neatly folded clothes and set them on my desk before going to the dresser and looking around. "Can I borrow your hairbrush?"

"Yeah of course," I got up and pulled out the hairbrush. She held out her hand for it but I spun her and started brushing it gently for her.

"Sorry if I'm not talking as much," she began to say. "I'm just exhausted." Meera leaned back into my chest, and I held her around the waist, setting the brush down.

"That's okay Meera, don't even worry about it."

"Okay," she stifled a yawn. I waddled us both back to the bed, setting her down and then shutting the main lights off and turning on blue LED lights.

I climbed over her and landed right next to her, closely wedged to her side. Her hair was fanned out of the right pillow and I ran my fingers through it, pushing it off her face.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, rubbing her hand while she just stared up at the celling. "Say something." I urged.

"Well I can't just say it's fine, because it's not." She turned over into the crook of my arm. "But I'm not upset with you. You're forgiven." Meera whispered, leaning up to kiss me softly.