Kissing You

Kissing You (4)

Please don't slam the title. I know its stupid, but I couldn't think of anything else. 

Sorry this took so long. I was having my exams and a little bit of writer's block. 

I was really tempted to give up this story, but then I decided not to, because if I do that then I'd never have a finished story I'm really proud of. 

Please read it to the end! There's some hot stuff coming up at the end, and in the next few chapters *winkwink*

Enjoy! (:

Chapter 4

“These are the words I held back

As I was leaving too soon

I was enchanted to meet you

Please don’t be in love with someone else

Please don’t have somebody waiting on you…”

 ~Enchanted. Taylor Swift <3

The next day was very eventful, just that I didn’t know it yet.

The boys were out on a hunting trip to restock on all the beer they’d wasted during their card games- funny how I’d come to refer to them as “the boys” and not “the people who stole me”, Will hadn’t gone with them, staying behind to make sure I didn’t escape. I dryly noted that he’d been in his room the whole while, not laying eyes on me at all.

By nightfall, the boys were back. It appeared they’d had fun, and collected a little bit more beer than they should have. They didn’t hesitate to get rid of the excess, of course, by drinking it. They drank late into the night, and got totally wasted.

I was watching Doug trying to get his finger up Bennett’s nose when Pete stood up suddenly, and swaggered over to me. His eyes had a glazed over look. I sensed that somewhere inside this drunk person, the real Pete was slumped on a chair, a bottle of beer in his hand and snoring, preparing for the worst hangover from hell. I wished him luck.

But meanwhile I had the drunken Pete to deal with.

“Pete,” I said nervously. “Leave me alone.” “My bonnie lies OVER the OCEAN! My bonnie lies over the SEA! My bonnie lies over the ocean! Please bring BACK my bonnie to ME!” He carolled. “Dear god,” I heard Davies slur, right before collapsing on the table. I totally agreed with him. Dear God.

“Pete!” I said, my voice rising in a slight panic. He was unchaining me, groping in all the wrong places. “Pete, get a grip!”

“Grip on what?” he slurred, leaning close. His breath stank of alcohol, and his eyes were half closed. Glancing towards the table, I saw that Doug and Chester were both on their feet trying to get to me. I was backed up against the wall, Pete in front of me, like, really close. The others were slumped on the table, with the exception of Doug and Chester. But they weren’t really much a help like when they were stumbling around like blind mice.

Pete lurched forward, taking me by surprise. In the periphery of my vision, I saw Doug and Chester collapse on the dusty stone floor. Now only Pete and I were alone in the cave. He nuzzled my neck and I whimpered, trying to push him off. He was too heavy, probably with all that beer sloshing around his insides and poisoning his liver.

“Will,” I whispered suddenly. Yes. Yes. Why hadn’t I thought of it earlier? God, I was an idiot.

“WILL!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “WILL! A little help here would be greatly appreciated!” As I hoped, he came crashing out of his room, looking bewildered. I would have been glad, through and through, if not for the fact that at that exact moment, Pete kissed me.

Point one: He was not a great kisser. Point two: His mouth tasted like alcohol. Point three: His hand was on my butt. Point four: Yuck.

Will gave a sort of roar and leaped to my side like my own personal superman. He ripped Pete off me and threw him on the ground, leaving me gasping. “Are you okay?” he asked me, breathing hard. I nodded. “Thanks, Will.”

We were left staring at one another in silence for a long time. Finally, Will just jerked a hand through his perfect blonde hair and walked briskly over to me. He began to remove my handcuffs while I stared on in shock.

“What- what are you doing?”

“Freeing you,” he said gruffly, keeping his eyes strictly on his work.

“Yeah, I can’t see that. But why?”

Will didn’t answer, just pulled me roughly to his room. He swung the makeshift door, really just a large piece of bark, shut, then turned to face me.

“Sit,” he ordered. I sat on his bed. “Are you hurt anywhere?” He rapped out, sounding astoundingly like a military commander.

“No.”

“Good.” He let out a shaky breath. He stood there in silence for a minute, not sure of what to say.

“Will,” I said gently. “Why did you free me?”

He shifted his weight from foot and foot and said something about not wanting to damage the merchandise. Yeah right.

“Will,” I said more firmly. “The truth, every ounce of it.”

He exhaled and muttered, “You won’t like it.”

“Try me.”

“Okay,” he said shakily. Oh, God, I’d never heard him like that before. “Okay,” he said again. “I’m in love with you.”

The sentence had me tingling down to my toes.

“Come- come again?”

“I love you,” Will said wearily, eyes downcast. Almost like- like he was afraid of my reaction. “I love you. I’m in love with you. My heart is yours. There are so many ways to say it, but I’ll just make do with I love you. I love you.”

I stood, rooted in silence, while listening to this short but oddly touching speech.

“Since… since when?” I managed to choke out.

“Since forever,” he told me gently. “Since I saw you in that alleyway. You were scared, but you were also prepared to fight. Underneath all that chocolate hair you have a core of steel. Even when you were being held prisoner by a group of men you never knew, you didn’t cry or beg or break. You stayed strong. Sometimes I wonder if I’m good enough for you.” His voice cracked on that last word.

“And sometimes I see you looking out far at something I couldn’t see. I used to lie in bed every night thinking… about you. You have my heart, Katelyn. You stole it. And now it’s yours.”

I just sat there stupidly. Fear of rejection and disappointment was scattered all over his beautiful face. All I could think of in that moment was, “Oh, Will.”

I love you too. 

A/N: Hey guys! Thank you for reading this if you're reading this. Really- It means alot to me.

I'm looking for someone to critique my work, so if you're reading this, do you mind telling me how the last few chapters were? Commenting is fine, sending me a message is fine too. Please? I really want to know.

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XOXOXO Meldodo<3