Chapter 20, Drunk Confessions

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Rosaleen’s PoV

I still sat next to him as he kept a respectable distance, I glanced at him, my body swaying slightly as I moved my head to the side. He smiled slightly at me, his dark eyes watching me worried as I yawned slightly and slumped into him.

He caught me slightly but allowed me to slump onto his shoulder, cuddling into him mumbling softly and he chuckled at me and pushed me up slightly. I looked up at him confused as he hesitantly cupped my cheek slightly. With that I sobered up slightly, my eyes snapping to his clearing up.

“Alan…?” I whispered confused, he stared into my eyes as I whispered his name. His lips twitched slightly as if he was in deep thought and trying to find words, my mouth parted slightly as he hummed softly.

“I like you.” I blurted in a drunken stupor and he laughed slightly in amusement at my words.

“Have you never enjoyed my presence before?” He asked head to the side, the curiosity clear in his gaze as he stared at me still. His face a few inches from mine, his breath fanning on my face as he spoke causing shivers to rocket down my spine.

“No… That’ssss not what I meant…” I slurred out and he looked at me confused still as I stared back at him, my words grumbling.

“I like, like you.” I said and his deep eyes glittered in amusement as my drunken ones met his sober ones, I wasn’t sure if he was understanding what I was saying or not, my lips drawing into a thin line. 

“I am not sure what you’re referring to Flower… But you need to sleep beau-” I stopped him short surging forward pressing my lips to his but in the process I drunkenly crashed my teeth against his and I yelped in pain rearing back.

“Flower…” He whispered his eyes catching mine as I brought my hand to my lip to check for blood, when none was found I licked my lip again to wet them.

“Sorry… I don’t know what I was doing…” I mumbled, my eyes going downcast as I curled into myself. Withdrawing but something stopped me, his hand was clutching my wrist tightly.

“Stop. Look at me.” My eyes didn’t meet his as I tried to hide back in my shell of shame.

“Flower.” His pet name made me listen only slightly, his index finger snaked under my chin lifting my face and my eyes to meet his. 

“Don’t you ever apologize for expressing yourself.” He said, his voice low and calm, his face was close and intimate as his eyes met mine. His breath fanned across my features still as he brushed a thumb across my cheek, gently almost feather-like as my mouth parted slightly.

“Let’s get you to sleep, Flower.” He said softly and he brought my face closer to his, moving my head down and pressing a kiss to my forehead. His eyes glittered as he moved my head back to normal and smiled softly, his hand rough but gentle.

“Come on, lay down.” He coaxed, I followed along as he helped me lay down. He was at the edge of the bed. He stood to leave but I reached out and grabbed his hand instantly.

“No… Don’t go… Please… I’m worried about Cara and Ryder… I can’t be alone…” I whimpered and Alan looked at me, his eyes looking back at me, his eyes worried as he frowned. He without shaking my hand, and kicked off his own shoes, and his vest leaving a button down shirt and jeans. He crawled over me and laid down behind me, but he just laid there not doing anything else as he did so, his body caused the mattress to dip underneath him. 

“Alan…” I whispered softly, my voice cracking as I turned and moved onto my left side and stared at him. I was tired of being sad and feeling nothing but defeat.

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