Casseè girl

Chapter 6 ~ comfort

I woke up that morning to the warm Belgium sun shining through the window and onto my face. As I flipped over in bed I came face to face with a pillow.

'Arthur.' I whispered quietly in an upset tone.
He grumbled.

'Arth !' I said in my normal voice.

'It's okay Y/n just go back to sleep I'm right here.' He hadn't opened his eyes yet. He was barely fitting his words together with his mumbling voice.

'Arthur !' I repeated.

He flipped over to face me. His eyes now wide open. 'What !?' He matched my energy.

'You have so much more room.' I complained. He rolled his eyes.

'Take the pillow away and come here.' He put his arm up and signalled me to come closer.

I picked up the pillow that we had placed there last night to keep us from touching each other accidentally in the night, raised it above my head and smacked him hard with it. Straight in his face.

'You little-' he smiled and jumped up. He was now sat with his legs crossed on the bed.

I knew I regret what I had done and I knew he would give me payback so I jumped up and tried to run away but he was too quick.

He grabbed my hips from each side. I felt so small when he put his hands on me. He pulled me back and I fell onto his lap.

I didn't mean to. And I don't think it was his intention either but he ignored it.

But the situation quickly changed.

He put his arms around both of my shoulders and laid back in bed, taking me down with him. He squirmed around and managed to get his head on my chest.

I took my phone out and took a photo of it. We quickly parted afterwards.

As I looked through my phone some more I noticed that I had a text from my mum. I called her.

'What's wrong ?' Asked Arthur from behind me, still sat down on the bed.

'Nothing. Everything is fine. I think.' I replied, walking out to the balcony of our bedroom.

She soon picked up and I stood there speaking to her for a moment.

'Are you alright sweety?' She began.

'Yes mum I'm fine.'

'Are you sure you want to stay after what happened with your father ?'

'Yes. I found a boy.'

I looked back at Arthur. He was scrolling through his phone, sitting on the bed with his back leaning against the headboard.

The sun shining straight onto his face, making his eyes glisten.

I soon snapped back in place after my mum started asking questions about him. I told her everything about him, how we joked around about everything, how he was sweet and handsome, how he bought me a drink before I even knew him and how he was respectful of me.

'Are you with him right now ?' He said down the phone.

My heart skipped a beat. No, this can't be happening right now. I know what she's like and I don't them talking just yet.

'Yeah Arthur slept over.' I told her.

'Ooh I want all the deets.' She played.

'No mum it's not like that, we just cuddled.' I lied, 'and never say deets again.' I giggled.

'Let me talk to this Arthur boy.'

I slid the glass door back and put myself on mute for a second. I went inside and walked over to him.

'My mum wants to talk to you.' I offered him the phone with a nervous look on my face.

'No. I'm not talking to your mum. Not after one day Y/n !' He screamed like a girl when I threatened to take the phone off of mute.

'Please Mon Amour. It's the first step.' I puppy eyes him.

He rolled his eyes and grabbed the phone.

Arthur's POV :
I took the phone off of mute and took a deep breath before holding it up to my ear.

'Hello ?' I said, wondering if she was still there.

'Hi there, is this Arthur.' I heard a faint voice say.

'Yes this is Arthur.' I replied.

I looked at Y/n, she was staring at me, standing over the bed, where I was sat talking to her mother. She was nervous. I could tell by the look in her eyes and the fact that her legs were bouncing and her biting her thumb nail.

Me and her mum kept talking and I was very polite. Soon I had had enough of Y/n's nerves.

I stood up from the bed and put my arm around her shoulders, I pulled her into a hug. She rapped her arms around me and laid her head on my chest.

Sending butterflies up my throat so I struggled to speak.

'You look after my daughter, I don't want a boy like you ruining her trip and breaking her heart.' Her mother hissed at me down the phone.

'Trust me ma'am I could never. I think if you saw her here you'd be very proud.' I slipped my hand up Y/n's back and held her head closer to my heart.

I stroked her hair back and forth and I could tell that she'd calmed down a lot.

So had I.

'I am proud Arthur. I really am. Take care of her.' She demanded.

'I wouldn't let her out of my site. You've raised her very well and she is very sweet, polite, nice funny and gorgeous. You really have done a great job.'

Suddenly I felt a cold spot on my chest, it was damp and wet. As soon as I realised what it was I hung up the phone.

'Hey, what's wrong ?' I asked rubbing her back.
'Why are you crying Mon Chèri?' I wondered.

I leant down to her height and sat on the bed, so I could look up at her. She had her face cuddled up in her shoulder, red eyes and tear marks,draining from them.

I let go of her shoulders and went into my bag, which I had brought over last night, I took out a hoodie. It was even too big for me.

I handed it to her and she put it on without hesitation. I sat down on the edge of the bed again and pulled her closer by my hands on her back.

She fell down onto my knee.

I held her in a hug for a while. She laid her head on my shoulder now.

When I asked her a question about her mother she wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her head closer to mine.

I didn't mind.

She was my fake girlfriend after all.

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Sorry that this chapter was a bit boring but the new ones coming soon are better. Thanks for reading ~ Y/a