My Darling ♥

chapter 36

"puny god" hulk said after he smached loki into the floor and the walls.. several times, and then leaving him to suffer.

me, hunter and alex laugh. i feel hunter's arm slip around my waist and then the couch move from under me. he was pulling me towards him. 

he settled me to his side and i put my head in the crook of his neck. i looked up at him and he smiled.

i reached for the gummy bears on the coffee table but hunter beat me to them. he grabbed the whole bag and put them on the opposite side of him. i furrowed my brows and looked up at him. he snickered but kept his eyes on the flat screen. 

i reached for the package but he moved it further. i reached as far as my arms could go but it wasn't enough. it wasn't fair. he pushed the package away wth his left hand while holding me back with his right arm. 

i gave up and returned to my original position on the big, brown, leather couch; in between hunter and alex.

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when i woke up, i was laying on the couch. alex was on our dad's dark green recliner. i tried to get up but hunter's arms were firmly wrapped around my stomach, telling me i was going no where. 

i stared at his face for a while. looking at the features that makes him so gosh darn attractive. his dirty blonde hair was messed up and some strands came down and touched his forehead. i gently brushed them out of the way, carefull not to wake him up. 

his long eyelashes, attached to his eyelids that curved perfectly over his eyes. his rounded nose. his light freckles. his tanned skin. .. his lips. 

i looked down to his arms, that were loosing their grip from every few seconds of deeper sleep. he looked so perfect when he was sleeping.. well.. he looks prefect all the time but while he's sleeping.. he looks innocent,.. free. 

i shift my body so i'm facing him. our faces so close, almost touching. my stomach was touching his abs. wait.. his abs.. 

i lift the burgandy quilt that my great aunt made me; hunter must have draped it over us while we were sleeping. his abs. he was wearing no shirt. i trace my fingers over the hard bumps. 

i stop myself and look around the room. his white shirt was still a little see-through from the rain that drenched it. it was laying on the floor close to the fire place. to dry, im guessing. next to hunter's shirt is a navy blue, v-neck. 

i look over at alex and sure enough, he has no shirt on either. 

next to alex's shirt is.. oh my god. my beatles tank top and my jeans that i was wearing earlier today! 

i look under the blanket again.. i have a white long sleeve and my fuzzy green pajama pants on. 

my fuzzy green pajama pants."hey! you leave my fuzzy green pajama pants out of this!"    "don't forget. i am the one who bought them for you" josh said. 

no! i will not let that ruin this moment. i am with hunter. hunter is in my house. hunter is with me. we spent all day together and we even fell asleep in each other's arms. that one memory of josh will not ruin this for me. 

i sigh and shake my head, trying to get rid of that memory.

i try to relax. placing my head on hunter's chest and closing my eyes. desperate for more sleep. i want to be as free as hunter when he's sleeping. i want to be free. free of drama. free of everythhing.. everyone. i need sleep. i need to be free. 

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i felt a pair of small, but strong arms separate me from the couch and carry me to a certain destination. i hear a foot carefully push a door open and walk into the room. 

i felt the arms set me down on a cusiony surface. my blanket is pulled out from under me and then placed over my entire body so only my head is showing. 

i hear footsteps walk away from my location. i crack my eyes open to see hunter's back facing me, walking away. 

"stay" i said. he stopped walking. "please. don't leave. stay with me".

he turned to look at me. "i can't. your father's home. he saw us and told me to take you to your room. he said i could sleep here for the night sinse it's so late, but i have to sleep on the couch" he said. 

"but.."

"believe me. i wish i could sleep right next to you, all night. .. i wish i could. but, it's your father's house and i can't disrespect his orders for me to sleep on the couch"

"then i'll sleep there with you"

"no, liz. you're just tired. you don't mean anything you're saying. being tired is like being drunk.. you say stuff you dont mean. it's okay. just stay here. i'll be on the couch all night. i'll be there in the morning if you still want to hang out but for right now, you have to stay here"

i sigh and he walks out of the room. i cant keep my eyes open any longer and i fall back to sleep.