Glancing At The Jock.

Chapter Twenty-Eight.

Chapter Twenty-Eight.

I gasped as I felt as if I had been lifted from myself. I looked up at Ryan concerned eyes, I felt the sweat side down my face in unison with the flooding tears that dripped from my chin. I felt relief sink in as I lunged forward and tightly gripped Ryan. He’s alive, it was just a nightmare. Thank the lord.

            “Your alive.” I whispered so softly as I hugged him so tight I heard him wheeze. I released him and he inhaled a huge breath of air.

“Sorry.” I muttered as I slid away from him and quickly wiped the tears from my face. He frowned at me and reached out. I sighed as I rolled out of bed and trailed into the bathroom, leaving a cold trail behind me.

            “Dylan would never do that.” I murmured to myself reassuringly as I draw cold water across my face and hummed a slow song. I glanced out the window seeing the fresh wind brush pass the glass revealing the glimmering sun rays that blinded my eyes. I blinked instinctively turning away from the sun. I looked down at the wall clock which read ‘12:56pm’  I sighed at how fast the day was going, obviously because of the fact I had slept most of the day.

Dabbing my face with a clean towel I slipped out the bathroom and refused to look at Ryan, I felt scarlet blush to my cheeks and warmth fire through my veins, how embarrassing. I quickly darted out the room before Ryan could hopefully notice I was gone. Once I got out the door, I looked down at myself to see my lacy underwear leaving a cold breeze across my body, leaving me feeling exposed and timid. I galloped down the stairs and slouched on the sofa in the lounge. I turned the TV on and the DVD player on. I needed something that would get my mind off of things. Romance? Nah. . Action? Too much violence. Comedy? Funny to cheer sprits. I nodded at myself as I grabbed the DVD ‘step brothers’ and slipped it into the DVD player before returning to my seat on the sofa.

30 minutes into the film I heard the soft patter of feet down the stairs, which could only be one person. I darted for the nearest pillow and hugged it to my body.

Ryan slipped into the lounge, his chest showing off his amazing muscles and gorgeous eight-pack. I sighed at the view but mentally hit myself as I snapped my vision back to the movie. I felt a body bounce down next to mine, his legs against mine. I had to close my lips to stop the wild lust which tinkled my thoughts.

            “What are we watching?” he asked with a smirk which I could see the in corner of my eyes.

            “Step brothers.” I replied quickly as I moved further away from him. He scooted closer and sighed.

            “Danielle, what’s wrong? Did I do something?” he asked softly as I looked up at him and felt myself getting lost. I held myself together, he didn’t do anything, I was just scared. That nightmare had just simply terrified me. I sucked in a harsh breath.

            “No, no you’ve done nothing, just something is bothering me, and I’d rather not discuss it.” I murmured meeting his eyes, and he smiled taking me into his arms. I tensed awkwardly but slowly melted away.

            “I understand, but you know I’m here if you need anything?” he asked and I nodded quickly, he wrapped his hands tightly around me and sighed deeply. Pulling me back I saw the sadness in his eyes.

            “Danielle ever since the night at the party I’ve-“ he was interrupted by the annoying sound of the door bell. I groaned as I walked out the room grabbing my coat from the rack next to the door. I swung the door open with a grin. But it soon faded, my enemy was at the door. My evil cousin Haley.

            “What are you doing there?” I asked my voice blunt and rude. She returned my glare and cocked her hip to the side. Her skin was just as pale from when I last met her, her straight brunette hair was now a soil brown which was wavy and short. Her piercing evil green eyes were slightly brighter than I remembered. But the biggest change was her chubby face was now smooth and round, showing off her annoyed red face which held her perfect glare.

            “I was invited, and my flight was early.” She said quickly attempting to walk into the entrance I stepped in front of her.

            “What took you so long to answer the door, hiding from me or something?” she narrowed eyes turned into a smirk and I glared back harder. A quick idea popped into my head.

            “YES I WAS HIDING FROM YOU BECAUSE I DON’T WANT TO GET CAUGHT!” I shouted loud enough for Ryan to hear, Haley was hold it against me if she saw me with Ryan who’s half-naked in my lounge, whilst I’m wearing lacy underwear under my coat. I heard scuffling noise and I smiled. Ryan got the plot.

            “Just kidding!” I exclaim to Haley and she rolls her eyes slowly.

            “God your such a freak.” She pushed passed me rudely and entered my home. I gave her a funny face was she entered. Good god wont this weekend be fun. I groaned.

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