And I would offer every breath of life I've claimed... (Timids + Keveridge)

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

Laurence's POV

I stepped out from under the spray of the hot shower and turned it off.

Wow, I needed that shower.

I thought as I dried myself off. I don't know, showers are just calming to me...

After I had dried myself off, I wrapped the towel around my waist and sauntered out of the steam-filled bathroom, down the hall and into mine and Kier's bedroom.

I wasn't expecting Kier to be there, after all I had woken up alone.

What I saw when I entered the room surprised me, it was Kier curled up on the bed, hugging my tear-dampened shirt I left lying on the bed.

He looks so beautiful and peaceful and- God, I love him so much...Wait, why is Kier cuddling my shirt? Hmmm, He probably thought it was part of the pillow and started cuddling it instead. After all, he wouldn't have done it purposefully.

I decided I would attempt to be as silent as I could, getting dressed, in a bid to not wake Kier, he had just broken up with a girl and he's upset. He needs to sleep and relax.

I pulled on my black skinny jeans and my old Green Day shirt. I was going to wear my white Leatherface shirt again, but Kier was holding it hostage (in the cutest way possible).

I swiftly exited the room and made sure the door didn't make a noise.

~Time lapse (later that day/that evening)~

(Still Laurence's POV)

I'd been sat on the living room sofa for about 4 hours; I even ate lunch sat in the same spot, watching pointless daytime television with Luke and The Timids. We were currently watching The Lion King...for the billionth time this week.

The Timids kept looking at me funny. They kept giggling to one another and whispering things to one another. I think they're up to something.

Okay, so something is definitely going on. I know it.

I turned around from my spot on the sofa to see a sleepy looking Kier Kemp. He looked like he had just taken a shower because his hair was quite puffy.

Even though his hair wasn't how he normally styles it, he still managed to look as amazing as usual. If I had just stepped out of the shower I'd look a mess...not that I'm good looking anyways. Seriously I'm so ugly. That's another reason why Kier would never love me.

Okay, I need to get away from these thoughts...

"Um, I'm...uh...going for a walk"

I announced, not that anyone really heard me. Luke was too engrossed in The Lion King and The Timids were too engrossed with one another...

awww they're cute. I wish me and Kier were like that.

As I put my black coat, fingerless gloves and my scarf on, I saw Kier following me towards the door of our flat. He stopped and looked into my eyes. He opened and closed his mouth like he was about to say something.

"Um...h-have a nice walk"

He muttered.

I sighed hoping he was going to say something else and walked out of our flat.

As it was winter, the streets were already dark. I liked the dark. You could just slip in and out of the shadows and no-one would know and no-one would see you.

This time however, it was like someone WAS following me. It made me feel uneasy so picked up my walking pace a little.

Eventually, I approached my usual "I need to get out of the house right now" place. It was just a clearing in some trees in a park. I like to come here and think about stuff and when I feel I need to get away from certain situations. I went and sat down on the fallen tree which I used as a bench.

This time, though, my thoughts were plagued by the feeling that someone was watching me. I looked to my left at the entrance to the clearing and I swear I saw a black-clad figure.

"W-who's there?"

I called out anxiously, fear manifesting itself in my voice.

The figure stepped out of the shadows and into the beam of moonlight right in front of me which had found its way into the clearing. 

"L-Laurence, its okay, its only me. I-I-I wanted to join you."

It was Kier.

I stared at Kier's labret piercing under his lip and the way it glistened in the moonlight and the way his face looked in the moonlight, as his words kept circulating in my brain..."I wanted to join you"...over and over again.

"Oh okay"

I replied, and we sat on the fallen-tree-come-bench.

The clouds had cleared a little and beams of moonlight were cascading down onto both of us.

I couldn't help but keep looking at Kier...he looked so beautiful in the moonlight. Moonlight suited him.