Beautiful Disaster (EDITING!!)

Chapter 8: I Hate it when He does that!

PIC OF MASON AND MIA ON THE SIDE< Only Mia had short blond hair pic in next chapter>

Kate's POV<

Avery and I stood in silence for what seemed like an eternity. He looked down at the floor, he seemed to ponder something before he came back to me. He looked me right in the eyes and said "I'll wait for you, you weren't ready for me, so I'm going to wait until I have your permission." He said grabbing my face with his hands. 

"My permission for what?" I asked. 

He looked at me and smiled a real quine smile that made my stomach do flip flops and my heart beat right out of my chest. Damn organs, just's a smile!  My self-conscious yells at me. I groan inwardly as Avery pulls way and starts to walk towards the door. 

Just before he leaves, he turns around slightly and said, "It's getting to be midnight, you should really go to bed." He walked out the door, closing to quietly behind him. 

I fall to the floor and cry, yes I know it's not the tough girl I put on the outside, but it's better then keeping all the feelings on the inside before I explode. And believe me that's happened before, not pretty. At some point I must have fallen asleep because all the lights were turned off and I was in the bed how I got there I have no fricking idea, but I saw. 

And I let the exhaustion take over me and I feel into a deep sleep. 

When I woke up there was an early morning light streaming through the balcony. A cool breeze filter though and I breathed in the smell of the wet forest floor, and the ocean air, and......pancakes? My door was also open which mean someone had come in and opened the balcony and now they were cooking pancakes. 

I shrugged myself off the bed and walked into the bathroom to take a much needed shower. I let the hot water warm my tired body and soothed my sore mind. When I opened the door that lead to the bathroom I saw that a towel and some cookies and milk had been left for me. I smiled at the thought and wrapped the soft towel around me. 

The cookies where delicious, warm and soft like they had just come out of the oven. I wattled across the room and into the walk in closet, which was filled with clothes, I might add, they were all my size to. 

THIS IS WEIRD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My self-conscious yelled me. But like usual I ignored her and searched through the clothes. I found a cream color tank-top with light blue skinny jeans and black converse, with a leather jacket. 

Doesn't exactly scream me, but it's the best I can do right now. My mind is somewhere else, far, far, away, I feel like I'm on cloud nine. Everything seems brighter and I can't help but smile, and I have a feeling it has to do with Avery. Even though I don't know why. 

I slightly skipped out of my room and down (what I assumed where the grant staircase and into the kitchen. There was a shirtless man cooking pancakes at the stove and humming a soft song under his  breath.

I stepped into the kitchen but I wasn't as stealthy as I thought I was because the guy turned around. It was Avery. Go figure, he was shirtless, big mistake because I nearly started drooling. The man was a GOD! He had what looked like and 8-pack, and sex lines (as Faith would call them). Thinking about Faith and all my other friends back home made me sad. 

I never thought I would say this but I miss them and I wish I was back home so I could see them again. But I figure I will never go home, I'll be stuck here and my mom and dad will never know what happened to me. 

I slumped down at the breakfast bar all depressed, I mean even the sight of Avery half naked couldn't cheer me up. (And that was saying something!) "Hey what's wrong?" He asked stepping away from the pancakes.