Great, Stuck In Their World. ~Naruto Story~

Great, Stuck In Their World ~Naruto Story~ Chapter 39

Rolling over, my face hit something warm and firm… What is it? I prayed it would be something like a bunny.

Since I was too lazy to open my eyes, I decided the best way to tell what was next to me was to feel my way. I placed my hand in a random spot, and it was the pillow. Next I put my hand lower by an inch, still feeling a pillow, I continued to do this until I felt something soft.

I furrowed my eyebrow as I tried to figure out what it was.

…Hair?

I slid my fingers down to skin, a face, to be exact.

That’s awesome! Now whose face was it? Maybe if I would just open my eyes I would find out, but why would I make it that easy? I bet I could tell from the shirt. I placed my hand on the place I guessed to be where the shirt would be. Instead I felt…

More skin? Abs?

Sh—… Shirtless?

I started to squirm and flail my arms so that I could get away from the shirtless person. How awkward!

Thud.

I fell on the ground with a thud, groaning. I heard someone chuckle from my bed, immediately I recognized who the person was—Of course.

My eyes flew open and I stared at the person in front of me.

He was shirtless! Shirtless!

… He has abs? Since when!

…Now that I think about it, why is he in my room to begin with? That pervert! Didn’t I lock my door, too? So confused!

"Good morning, Naomi." He said in a confident and smooth voice, a smirk on his face.

"Why are you in my room?" I questioned, pink rising to my cheeks. "And shirtless?" He shrugged just to irk me.

"You never answered my question from last night."

He never gives up! Even after we had gotten home, he had bugged me about it until I slammed the door in his face and locked it.

"And you never answered my question either." I countered.

"My question came first." He replied without missing a beat, his smirk grew.

We had a small staring contest before I broke the eye contact, which he took as a sign that I was giving up…

He should know by now, I never give up.

I stood up and dramatically pointed at him. "Fine! Do you really want to know how I feel about you?!"

…Wait, that is technically giving up.

He nodded his head, waiting for me to tell him.

My mind suddenly blanked. What was I supposed to say now…? My eyes trailed down to his lips, a sudden urge to kiss him went through me.

But wait, I don’t like him like that!

Suddenly a chair of realization hit me—hard.

Obviously I do like him like that…

Then I should kiss him.

Or no… that might be weird.

Actions do speak louder than words though…

That’s a stupid saying…

You know what… fine! He wins!

I stiffly walked towards him and sat down next to him on the bed.