Dormans

Chapter 4

Chapter 4- It's only a nightmare

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"Welcome to London" said Derrick sarcastically with a smirk

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"Huh.. It was just a dream" I mutter as I wiped the beads of sweat off of my forehead. It was amazing though how realistic the dream looked, and felt.. Especially the part when Derrick holds my hand, while he bandages it. Lifting my hand from my forehead, I look at it and jump back, hitting my back against the headboard, causing a groan to escape my lips. Looking at my hand again, my eyes widen as I take in its bandages, and the little dried up blood on it. Oh no. I scream and jump back again, my back hitting the headboard, and this time waking up a sleeping figure in the bed next to mine. My heart was racing and I was clutching my hand for dear life as I saw a male, with hair like mine, wake up and stretch. His hair was covering his face, which made it impossible for me to tell who it was, brushing out the hair from his eyes, my eyes widen even more if that's possible as I see Derrick, the man in my dream.

"What the hell Kay" he asks looking at me with a pretty pissed off expression. I couldn't answer him so I kept myself glued to the wall, where I moved to and held cubby close. Only then did he realize my fearful expression and approached me.

"You had that dream didn't you " he states, his eyes scrutinizing my face.

"W-what dream ?" I asked, still holding cubby.

"You dreamt that this full thing was a dream" oh, that dream. Nodding my head in consent, he sighs and opens his arms out awkwardly, making me look at them for a while.

"You are supposed to come into the hug" he says. Oh. On normal terms I would've been wondering what is he trying to pull, but then again how is this normal ? So I slowly crawled over to him, and tentatively wrapped my arms around his torso, his arms doing the same, and tested my head on his shoulder. I don't know what happened but a few tears escaped and fell onto his bare shoulder.

"There there.. Everything will be alright " he whispered into my ear, as he rubbed circles into my back. This is what my mom used to do to calm me, and I guess it worked for him too. Releasing myself from the hug, I look into his eyes, before placing a soft kiss on his cheek, and saying "thanks".

His cheeks grew a flushed pink and only then did I realise what I did, I kissed Derrick Dorman, on the cheek......while he was in front of me......breathing...... this realisation made me quickly scamper away from him, and head to the bathroom, quickly removing the first thing that came to my hand from the closet and locking the door of the bathroom.

Taking a quick shower, I put on my undergarments, and check out the clothes I pick out, a purple top and navy jeans. Not bad, I should kiss Derrick more often.

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Okay I did not mean it that way, I just meant it in .. Never mind. Pulling my clothes on, I slowly open the door, and run out, hitting a wall, and almost falling, that is until something caught me. Staying with Derrick, I will take a wild guess that the wall was Derrick and he is holding my waist. I didn't notice that my eyes were closed until I opened them. Which got me to realise how close we were, I could only see his eyes, and my hands were around his neck, his hair tickling my fingers.

" you love to get yourself into trouble, don't you" he stated, looking at me. When I couldn't answer him, only then did he notice the position we were in, letting me stand, but neither one of us breaking eye contact.. Until.