I tried to get some sleep but I couldn't stop thinking about the events that took place earlier today. I started to doze off when I heard a scream.
It was a deep scream. I ran up to the window and looked into his room. I saw him laying in his bed, sweat drenched his forehead and his sheets were all balled up on the floor. Another scream.
"don't go," he mumbled. "Please," he started to cry in his sleep. I felt tears coming as I saw him like this. He rolled around in his bed and grabbed a pillow, cuddling it like his life depended on it.
"Where are you?" He cried. "I can't lose you,"
I jumped out the window into his room, making as little noise as possible. I walked over to his bedside and brushed his hair off his forehead. Using my sleeve to wipe off the sweat from his face. I leaned close to him and his arms reached out again and pulled me close to his body. I didn't want to wake him up so I stayed still. He loosened his arms and turned his back to me. I focused on his back and the little cuts all over it. I traced over his back and his muscles flexed, I dropped my hand and tried to slowly get out of his room. I crawled over him carefully.
"Stay," he whispered opening his eyes.
I looked at him. He smirked.
"C'mon it's too early for you to mess with me already. I'll be back in a few hours," i state.
I was about to crawl through the window when he grabbed my waist and pulled me to his chest. I crashed into the hard surface that was his chest and inhaled his scent. I layer there for a few more minutes until I heard snoring. I tried to roll of his bed, which didn't work because his arm was so heavy. I kept trying but eventually gave up. I was so tired. I turned to face him and looked over the scars on his chest and the bruises on his neck. Was it bad the I wasn't repulsed by the fact that I was sleeping next to the guy I swore I wouldn't fall for? At this point I had no idea but I didn't care, nor did I want it to stop. I looked him once more and whispered, "it shouldn't be this hard not to fall for you," I kissed his cheek and started to doze off.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------I woke up in an unfamiliar room. A pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist, a cold draft running through the room, and a shirtless boy behind me.
I tried to get up, "good-morning," he said in a very very extremely attractive voice. Oh my... Sleepy boy voices are the freaking best.
"Good morning," I smiled knowing he couldn't see it.
"I gotta go eat breakfast," I stated.
"Eat here," he suggested.
"We'll let me make myself presentable, I'll be back in 20 mins," I say trying to get up.
"If you don't come back in 20 mins I will crawl through your window and capture you." He states.
"Okay, Cameron," I say shaking my head.
I hopped out the window into my bedroom and started to get ready. I hopped in the shower and got dressed. I wore a pink cammi and so gray polka dot shorts. I brushed my hair and teeth, once I was done i applied some natural looking makeup.
I sprayed some perfume and put lotion on my legs, I was finally ready. I walked towards the window and was about to jump to his room.
"Watch outttt!" Cameron screamed as he jumped through my window, knocking me over and landing on top of me. I looked him in the eyes,
"If you wanted me you could've just said so," i said laughing.
"I want you," he said in all seriousness causing me to blush.
"Get off me you doof," I said laughing again.
He rolled off me.
"I was coming, you couldn't wait one second."
I said standing up.
"No," he replied.
"Okay, time for breakfast," I said climbing out the window.
I jumped into his room and walked towards the door, when Cameron jumped in front of me and opened the door for me.
"Thank you I said," laughing a bit.
"No problem," he replied shrugging,
I walked out his room and he grabbed me by the hand and led me to th kitchen where his mom stood cooking.
"Hello, Mrs.Hammonds," I greeted.
"Hello, Olivia," she looked at me confused.
"I invited her over for breakfast," Cameron stated.
"Oh, okay," she said flipping a pancake,
"You're welcome here any time," she smiled.
"Wanna sit down?" Cameron asked pulling out a chair for me.
"Thank you," I said smiling.
His mother had a shocked look on her face which dissolved into a cheeky grin.
"Here is you're food," she said placing a plate of pancakes in front of me.
"Thank you," I said.
"Hey, Liv, what should we do today?"
I looked at him, surprised.
"Together, you wanna hang out together?" I asked confused.
"Yeah, what do you wanna d-" my phone cut him off and a picture of Jack started flashing on the screen.
"Excuse me, I gotta take this," I say standing up.
Cameron's face dropped. I could tell he was upset.
"Hey, Jack," I said happily,
"Hey, Liv," he greeted. I didn't like it at all. I only liked when Cameron called me Liv. I wasn't gonna say anything though.
"Olivia?" He asked.
"Yeah?" I said snapping out of my thoughts, "sorry,"
"Wanna hang out today?" He asked excitedly,
"What time?" I asked.
"Oh do you already have other plans?" He asked.
"Yeah, well kinda," I stated.
"Oh okay," I'll talk to you later when I figure everything out.
"Okay," he said.
"Bye," I said hanging up.
"Cameron?" I said walking into the kitchen not seeing him.
"He went into his room," his mom states.
"Okay, I'll go," I say feeling sick.
"No, he told me to tell you he was up there." She smiled.
I ran up the stairs into his room.
"Cam?" I looked, "where are you?"
"Listen," he said, not knowing o was there, "we broke up like 2 months ago, you were a good hookup when I needed it but I don't anymore. I found someone that I genuinely care about,"
"Well good luck with your little whore," I heard her say before hanging up. I was about to walk in the room when I heard him dial another number.
"Are we ready to take the next step in our relationship?" As he said those words my heart dropped and I felt sick to my stomach. I ran down the stairs and out the door. When I got into my room I shut the window and locked it.
No more Mr.Badboy for me.
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Are You Afraid of Me?
Romance"Are you afraid of me?" He asked. "No," I replied. "Well you should be," he responded coldly which made chills run down my spine. "W-why," I stuttered. "You should be afraid of how much I could hurt you." He said.