In Hate, We Love

24. Breath

I wake up the next morning in Bellamy's bed, jumping slightly as I forget where I am. He had insisted I stay over, he didnt want me walking home so late last night.

I rub my eyes and crawl out, wearing the clothes Bellamy gave me last night, his mums old clothes - a top with quarter length sleeves that fall off one of my shoulders and some black jeans not unlike the pair I own.

I peek outside into the main room and dont see anyone. I step out of Bellamy's room and hold myself nervously.

"Bellamy?" I say quietly

Wait. Do I hear breathing?

I turn to face the sofa.

I slowly approach it and peer over the back. I smile and quickly cover my mouth with my hand as not to start laughing.

There on the sofa is Bellamy, asleep. His blanket has fallen slightly so his naked chest is on show.

I feel my cheeks heating up, should he wake up now this will be very awkward.

I step back and walk around the sofa...I feel awkward awake in his house without him. I wring my hands together, standing uncomfortably in front of his sofa.

Should I wake him? Poke him? Say his name a bit louder? I see another chair with a cushion on, throw that pillow at him?

The last seems pretty appealing...no! He was up most of last night because I insisted on more breaking and entering! I can't throw a cushion at him.

I awkwardly sit down on the armchair. I pick up the square cushion. I look from it to Bellamy then shake my head and hold it to my tummy.

I sit there for a while, looking everywhere but at Bellamy.

I feel my gaze slipping towards him and I shrink back behind the cusion. He looks so peaceful...and good without his top on- okay i need to stop.

I close my eyes and let my head fall into the cushion. I groan.

"Good morning to you too"

"Bellamy" I snap my head up and my cheeks heat up once again.

"How long you been awake?" Bellamy says, sitting up slightly, leaning on his elbows. I watch his blanket cautiously, thank goodness it doesnt fall any lower...

"Oh not long" I say, trying not to look at his chest or his six pack...okay maybe I am peaking a little.

"I didnt ask you last night, the clothes fit alright?" He asks.

"Yes, yeah, fine thank you. Good." I say, feeling very awkward and flustered. "Right um I can make some breakfast. Everyone's kitchens are the same I'm sure I can figure it out" i say, wanting to have something to focus on other than him.

I stand up and walk to the kitchen. I start preparing something and I hear rustling behind me.

Oh dear lord please let him be putting on his trousers, I slept in my jeans for paranoia Bellamy might forget I was in there and come in, it is his room after all.

Bellamy walks over and he is still topless. He leans his shoulder against the wall and grins. I allow myself to glance down, oh good he's put his trousers on!

***

"Where have you been? We need to go!" I exclaim, having been pacing the length of Bellamy's living room for the last 20 minutes.

"Sorry dear, I finished work late-"

I hit him with the pillow from the chair, I didnt use it this morning so might as well now.

It is the Ball tonight and I had left earlier to ask my mum if i could go with her and Bellamy had gone to go to work and to do some 'stuff'. This 'stuff', he hadnt cared to explain.

The time has been ticking away and I have been here waiting for him to get back.

"Do not call me dear! We have a ball and we dont even have clothes- what is that?" I exclaim, as bellamy brings out something from behind his back. It's a box.

"This is for you dearest-"

I hit him with the pillow again. "What is it?"

"Open it and find out! Open it in my room" Bellamy says, handing me the box. I give him a suspicious look and take it.

"We still haven't sorted how you are getting in-"

"Done!" He says, pulling out an invitation from his pocket and waving it in my face.

"W...what? How?" I say with a disbelieving laugh.

"The less you know the better, now scram! We have a ball to do to. Dear!" he winks.

I throw the pillow at his head now and walk off, shutting his bedroom door loudly.

I smile to myself as I put the box down. I carefully open it and find a folded dress.

Oh my god! I gently lift it out and hold it up. It's a beautiful, full length blue dress, the same colour as the dress i wore to the party!

I undress, unzip the dress and pull it on, it has a neckline that goes accross my chest and over one shoulder, the bodice is fitted and the skirt runs delicately over my hips and sways around my feet. It fits perfectly!

There is one problem, i cant reach the zip...

I knock on the bedroom door "Bellamy can I come out?" I call through it to make sure he isnt changing in the living room.

"Yeah, you alright?" He asks.

I open the door and step out slightly, "would you mind, um..." I turn slightly so he can see the dress needs zipping.

"Sure" he says quietly. He walks over slowly and I turn around fully for him, aware my back and bra are on show.

I feel his fingers brush gently against my skin as he reaches for the zip. There is a thick silence between us.

I reach for my hair and I pull it all over one shoulder so my neck is exposed.

I feel the zip slide up and lock into place at the top of my back. I feel Bellamy's hand linger for a moment and then he gently moves my raised hand, letting my hair fall back.

"You should wear your hair down more often" Bellamy says softly and i feel his breath tickle the back of my neck as he speaks.

"Now you have said that I will simply do the opposite" I say weakly, my back still turned to him. I cant bring myself to turn around.

Bellamy chuckles lightly and again I feel the brush of his breath against my skin.

I close my eyes and sigh.

"Hey, you alright?" Bellamy asks, moving around me so we are facing one another.

I look up at him and he smiles that weakening smile again. I am nervous and worried, about tonight, about Wells, im sad about my dad, im sad about Finn and scared... but here, with Bellamy, looking into his eyes..."yeah im alright".

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