Living With Him ( Unexpected Match #2 ) UNDER EDITING

Chapter Six: The Awkward Morning after

Blake's P.O.V.  

Opening the cupboard, I purposely reached for the top shelf, knowing it made my muscles ripple. I heard Anna's breath hitch from behind me and smirked. Turning around, I saw a flash of red whip past my face as Anna ran past me and down the hall to her room. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned to the table, where Pix- Lila was sat looking as confused as me, and the other one sat there, munching on a piece of toast with a knowing smirk on her face.  

Anna's P.O.V.  

As he reached for the top shelf, his muscles flexed and I bit my lip to keep in a groan at the sight. A blush rose in my cheeks and I felt like crying, I should not be having reactions like this. He was a jerk! A lying, playing jerk! As he turned around, I stood up from the table and grabbed a breakfast bar before rushing past him into my room. I didn't want to have to deal with the awkwardness. I felt his eyes on my back as I ran down the corridor, and was glad he couldn't see my face.

As I opened my wardrobe, I grabbed the first things I saw and pulled them on as Beth and Lila entered and jumped onto my bed, Siamese grins on their faces. "Interesting outfit choice" Beth told me, her eyebrows raised and an amused expression on her face. Looking down at my outfit, my eyes bulged. I was wearing a skimpy red lacy top with a bright pink pair of shorts. I began to laugh and yanked my top off, trading it for a black top with a criss cross back. Slipping on my black ballet flats, I turned to the bed and was shocked to see that Lila and Beth were already dressed. I turned around to my wardrobe and then back, my mouth opening and closing. "How. How did you? What?" Lila laughed cheerfully and hopped off my bed, skipping over to me and linking her arm through mine. "We're fast changers. Shall we?" I nodded and kept my head down as we exited the safety of my room. Untucking my hair, I let it fall past my face, hoping it would shield me from any possibility that I might see Blake.  

Blake's P.O.V.  

"Anyway, we'd better go get changed" the non-pixie friend said before grabbing Pixie and pulling her out of the room. I sat down in Anna's empty seat frowning, wonder what that's all about. Munching on my piece of toast, I waited patiently for them to come back out. It didn't take long before the three girls exited, non-pixie walking normally in front and pixie skipping along behind, dragging goldfish who for some reason was trying to hide her face with her hair. Standing up, I quickly stride in front of her and she walks straight into me. Looking up, she squeaks and I raise my eyebrows at her. "Hey Blake" she greeted me nervously, her cheeks stained red. "Hey goldfish", her blush deepened "don't call me that. I have a name" I smiled as a hint of her temper showed through, and I took a strand of her hair in my fingers. "I apologise. Anna." she pulled away "don't say my name" I laughed and I swear that if she wasn't already as red as a tomato, she would have blushed again. "how about you just err don't speak to me?" She suggested, but her voice was high-pitched as if she knew it was useless. I smirked, stepping closer to her so that she was craning her neck to look up at me, "you sure you want that?" I asked her, making my voice husky and she whimpered. I could've sworn I saw a glint of what looked like lust in her eye. Slipping past me she shook her head and ran out of the door, shouting behind her "It would be for the best". Grinning, I proceeded to my room, pulling on a shirt and grabbing my bag before following her to first period. 

Anna's P.O.V.  

As I ran out of the door, I noticed that Beth and Lila were gone. Traitors. Leaving me with a sexy shirtless boy who got on my last nerve is not perhaps the best thing they could've done. Reaching the classroom, I entered to see that only two seats were left, and that I was five minutes late. The door hit the wall with a bang and the teacher stopped mid-lecture and turned to look at me. Great, just when my I had got rid of my blush as well! I apologised quickly and although his eyes narrowed, he nodded me to the empty seats in the back row. I gratefully slipped into the seat next to Lila before I remembered that my class was temporarily merged with Blake's class, and that he was the only person who wasn't here. Oh dear.

A moment later, Blake entered, flashing sir his dazzling smile as he apologised and came to sit next to me. He slid into his chair, slinging his arm around the back of mine so that his knuckles were brushing against my shoulder. 

Slamming the door shut, I sighed. Who knew how hard it was to concentrate when the guy you'd just had a very...intimate dream about was rubbing circles on your bare shoulder throughout the lesson? Slinging my bag off the shoulder, I slipped off my shoes and through myself onto the sofa. Putting my feet up, I scrolled through the channels and groaned when I realised there was nothing good on. At all.

Dragging myself off the sofa and down the hall to my room. Rifling through my DVD drawer, I grinned, pulling out the first three seasons of The Vampire Diaries. >>| 'If I'm gonna feel guilty about something, I'm gonna feel guilty about this.' I mouthed along to Damon's words, and began to bounce on the sofa excitedly as he kissed her to one of my all time favourite songs ever. "Eeeeek" I screamed loudly and the door burst open. Blake came running in and I paused the TV  in mid kiss, annoyed. "what happened? What's wrong" he yelled as he looked at me standing on the sofa in my pyjamas. He looked from me to the telly and his eyebrows raised. "Really? That's why you're screaming? Because of a TV show?" I gasped, raising my hands to my mouth. " A TV show? This is not just a TV show, this is the single most important book inspired television drama of all time." He just looked at me before scoffing. "Obviously this is something you feel strongly about. Typical girl" his voice was barely a mumble by the last part, but I still heard. "Typical girl?" I asked, "typical girl?" I jumped off the sofa and walked up to him, poking my finger out at him. He was unfazed and stepped forward, despite my finger, making me step back. "Yeah" he drawled "I bet this is the scariest thing ever for you". And with me, being the stubborn girl I am, that's how we ended up on the sofa, watching a horror movie. 

I rolled my eyes yet again, and yawned. "Puh-lease. That blood is so obviously fake!" I scoffed at the telly and laughed at Blake's expression as the credits began to roll. "How is it possible that you weren't scared by that?" I laughed again, before realising that somewhere along the movie, I had ended up snuggled against Blake's chest. My cheeks flamed and I sat up. "I had this friend when I was younger and we always watched horror movies together, you kinda build up a tolerance" I explained to him and he nodded. "Shoulda known that you would be the only girl the whole horror movie trick wouldn't work on.  My face immediately hardened, and I shuffled away from him "this is one of the tricks you use to get girls?" I asked him, hating myself for feeling upset. His eyes widened as he realised his mistake and I felt tears come to my own eyes. He leant forwards, until his face was only inches from mine. "I swear that's not what I meant" he told me and I saw no hint of a lie in his eyes. Either he was a really good liar or... Besides that, I wanted to believe him. He began to lean in further and my eyes began to flutter shut, his lips brushed against mine lightly before he pulled away as if gaging my reaction. When I didn't move, he blinked and wrapped his arms around my waist. In one abrupt movement, he pulled me closer to him, and my gaze locked in on his lips as he tilted his head to the side. I began to lean in slowly, entranced, but just as our lips were about to meet, my phone buzzed from my back pocket and I jumped, remembering who this was, and that the whole thing had been a trick he used to get girls. Stupid gullible girls. Since when had I become one of them?  Pulling away, I closed my eyes, and pinched my skin. "not again. Wake up. Wake up Anna" I told myself, but when I opened my eyes, I was still there. That could only mean one thing. "S***." I swore "not another dream" standing up from the sofa, I ran, banging my toe on the corner of a wall and cringing, gripping it tightly and hopping down the corridor away from him. What was he doing to me?

Omg, they kissed, kinda. And then almost kissed. Eek, hope you enjoy this, it's getting a bit more less filler now. If that makes sense. Anyway, hope you enjoy, 

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