Some of these chapters will be cut into parts (due to the length), because I wasn't really expecting to put this on Wattpad; I was just free writing.
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After reassuring me that his mom was sleeping, we finally made it inside of his house. I didn't get to see it really since it was dark; I follow him upstairs I had to take my heels off. We make it upstairs and strangely there are 2 hallways, we make a left going to the end of the hall. He opens his door and steps in, closing it after me. I sit my devil trappers on the floor, my feet are killing me. I look around his room, surprisingly it's neat. It's plain but neat. He has a king size bed, a shelf and a couch. I notice his room décor is all black. Even his bathroom door is black.
"Nice room" I break the silence
"Thanks" He mutters looking back at the shelf "Which one?"
"Attack of the Clones" I reply sitting my bag down watching him put the movie in. He walks to his closet and comes out like 5 minutes later dressed in sweat pants. I die now.
"I found a shirt for you, you look uncomfortable in that outfit, bathroom is right there" He gives me the shirt and I thank him walking to the bathroom. I change and the shirt swallows me; it touches just above my knees. I turn on the faucet wiping away my eye liner that was somewhat smeared. I walk out seeing him in his bed. I drop my clothes by my shoes.
"You look cute in my shirt, now come" He pats beside me and I hesitate for a minute "I don't bite, and I won't try anything." I sigh and crawl into his massive bed beside him. He pulls me closer to him.
"You are really touchy" I sigh moving a curl to the side
"Sorry" He mumbled moving his hand and I regretted it
"O-oh I didn't mean like that, I-I mean I didn't have a problem with your hand" I mentally slap myself for sounding to stupid
"I bet you didn't" He laughed a little
The yellow letters came across the screen and I instantly smiled, I laid my head on one of his pillows. Later into the movie I found myself laying across his stomach, he stiffens at first and then he relaxes. He runs his fingers through my hair; which soothes me for some reason. I get more comfortable by snuggling into him more.
"You are actually a very comfortable rock" I mumble running my hand over his abs
"Yea I can tell because you keep groping me Dani" He sighed looking down at me
"Sorry" I mutter looking at the screen seeing the yellow words again,
"Dani, it's like almost 4 aren't you tired?" He shifts under me
"Nope, I want to know more about you"
"There isn't much to me love"
"Just tell me something" I sit up looking at him
"Um let's see my favorite color is black, I love piercings and tattoos. I'm a band head, Star Wars Geek, and I like to keep to myself, having friends aren't really my forte"
"What bands do you listen to?"
"Imagine dragons, 1975, Fall Out Boy, The Killers, Bowling For Soup, Nirvana, Get Scared, The Alternate Routes, Maroon 5, One Republic, Green Day, and The Middle" My eyes widened
"Shut up, you are screwing with me Liam" I look up at him sitting completely up
"What?" His face held confusion
"I listen to like all of those bands, well except for 1975, but other than that those are my favorite bands, like I can't go a day without listening to them. I practically perform in my shower when I listen to--- and I am not going to embarrass myself any further" I palm my face
"No, that's cute actually"
"Why do you like keeping to yourself?" I find myself asking
"All I can say is that I can't really trust people" He leaned over grabbing his phone
"Same here"
"Since we are playing 20 questions, tell me something about you"
"Oh there is nothing to know about me" I smile
"What is your family like?" He turns towards me
"Um well you know what Dylan is like, my mom is cool but she doesn't tolerate a lot of things. I mean don't get me wrong she is nice and all, but she is kind of strict. Nik on the other hand, he is very laid back, he basically lets me do anything to a certain extent. Oh and my dad is in the military. That about sums up my life" I sigh
"There is more to you though" He sits up and stares at me
"Like what?" I ask tilting my head
"Your favorite color is black and green, which is about all you wear. You want to stand out, but you don't want to draw too much attention to yourself. You bite your lip when you are nervous or thinking too hard. You do this little cute thing with your eyebrows when you're confused. You stand with your feet turned out or in weird positions. You watch what you eat, or you don't eat at all so I have come to the conclusion that you are a ballerina. I watch how you act and it's almost like you want things to be perfect. Am I right?" He looks down at me expecting his answer, but I am shocked. He knows little ticky things about me. I feel my eyes burn a little; what is he doing to me. No one ever noticed me like that except for Aidan. He has only known me for like 3 days, what is his deal?
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Obsessed with Perfection
Romance"If I asked you to name everything that you love, just how long will it take for you to name yourself? " His words made my knees weaken, my breathing faltered "That's the thing Liam, how can I? How can a girl who will never be good enough love her...
