Playing With Fire

Part 5

I carefully un lock the door and open it, letting Dante go in. "Your awful lucky that this place has two bedrooms even though it cost out the wazoo!"
He laughs making me blush. I tilt my head down trying to contain myself. Man this is going to be hard... living with such a hottie. But he kissed me... what does that make us?
"Which bedroom is mine?"
"Oh yea sorry."
I walk towards the bedroom to the right. "Here you are, it's getting late if you need anything please let me know. I think it's best if you get some sleep."
"Yea sounds good."
He walks towards the bedroom and he lays on the bed.
"My parents have sent a guy over to your house to pick up your clothing and bring it here. It'll be here by morning. Goodnight Dante."

I walk back to my room smiling. I change into red sweat pants and a red hoodie that hangs above my belly button. I plop on my bed hoping to sleep.
Three hours pass
I roll over and I groan, looking at my clock: 12:00 AM. It's midnight and I'm still up. Dante... maybe I should go and check on him.
I slowly get up walking towards his bedroom. I lean against the doorway and I smile at him. I hear him shuffle in his bed.
"Oh... sorry did I wake you?"
"No... I haven't been able to go to sleep. What about you?"
"Same, my mind keeps turning. How are you feeling?"
"The pain killers are wearing off... so um okay I guess. Could you um..."
I look over at him. Does he want some ibuprofen?
"Oh um so sorry would you like some pain killers? Something to help you sleep? The remote for the TV is on the nightstand beside you."
"No... come here..." He paused making my heart skip a beat. "Please... lay beside me."
I blush uncontrollably. My heart begins to race.
"Y-yeah sure thing"
I slowly walk over to the bed, I crawl under the covers resting beside him.
How close am I allowed to be next to him... is he pulling a move? Is this just for comfort?
He rolls on his side. Facing me now. My cheeks instantly flare red again. I look over at him. He is blushing as well. HE'S NOT WEARING A SHIRT
HOLLY JESUS HOW WILL I SURVIVE!
He wraps his right arm around me pulling me closer to him. Ive... never had this happen before...
He slowly leans his head down. Inches from my lips. I can hear his un even breathing. I lift my head up slightly, just enough for our lips to connect. I can feel him smile as he kisses me back. He moves his head away with a huge grin on his face. He rolls back over onto his back and closes his eyes.
"Oh no no. You CAN NOT
just kiss me and be done with it."
I shake my head in disapproval.
I move closer to him. I rest my head on his chest over his heart. Hearing every beat it makes. I smile. I feel his arms wrap tightly around making me feel protected, warm.
I've had boyfriends who kissed me.. who held me. But nothing like this. This feels so natural. So comfortable. I can't Beilive what I just did. Oh my God. Who am I?!
It's so comfortable... I don't want to move.
I look up at him. He's sleeping now. HE'S SO ADORABLE! MY GOSH I'M A STALKER, WATCHING HIM SLEEP! Wait... he's smiling. AND THOSE DIMPLES! He is happy...
Joy over floods me. I smile once more.
I slowly begin to close my eyes.
Who knew a car crash could lead to something extraordinary.