Castaways

25::Hannah First

November 4 7:39 AM

When we woke I was entangled in limbs. I was warm, so I felt no need to move. Nor did I want to leave because I was very content. My back was to Andrews chest, his arms wrapped around my waist pulling me tight against him. His face was pressed against the back of my neck, and his breath blew out on my shoulder. I shuddered at the feeling, and rested my hands on his.

Relishing in the peace, my mind wondered to anything and everything. Regarding my situation, that is. I couldn't quite understand if I was in danger or being saved. Things tend to get complicated and I usually misread situations half the time but when it comes to this, I should probably consult with Andrew. Should I get my hopes up? Do I even have anymore hope?

I felt drained, that was for sure. Revived at the same time, but drained. It felt good to be almost healthy again, and lay in Andrews arms.

We're we dating? I mean, we spilled the "L" word, so does that make us a couple? What about-

Focus!

Right, right. I forgot I was kidnapped by pirates who decided to save me. Odd, really.

Andrew snored loudly, and shifted under the blanket and pulled me closer. I turned and faced him, staring at his face as he slept. Some would consider this creepy, and normally I would, but at the moment anything could happen. I could lose him at anytime; there are no guarantees that he and I are going to live or go back home. And if something were to happen, I'm going to be wishing I could stare at his face this close again.

His face was paler, and his eyes were shut tightly, almost as if he were expecting a punch or something. His lips were slightly parted, and without thinking I leaned forward and pecked his lips. One of his eyes slowly opened and he grinned slightly.

Once again shifting, I squealed as he lifted me up so I was laying on him. He grinned up at me.

"I could get use to this." I said, bitting my lip to stop myself from smiling too hard.

"Well, sure, but I've always preferred to be on top. Makes things-"

"Shut up!" I snapped, slapping his arm.

He grinned. "Kidding."

He pulled me tighter against him, and when I was almost asleep again the door burst open and I'm came shouting.

"I told you!"

"What the hell?"

"How did she get out?"

"You were supposed to watch her you idiot!"

"Tom you are such a screw up!"

Many more were shouted all at once, and I say up in panic. Andrew sat up too and stood up, standing between me and the men. In walked Henry, who looked very angry and yet relieved?

"Take them to my office. I need to have a chat. And no more sleeping in the same room. You're kids." Henry said, making eye contact with me before walking out.

Andrew and j held hands as we left the room and followed the men. We didn't say a word. I think it was because the silence was the only comforting thing, but in reality we were both too shocked and scared to say anything.