Blinded by the Light

seven

I snapped my eyes open. I was sweating and breathing really heavy. Reed was sitting in front of me. "Are you ok?" he asked. My breath started to calm and a tear slid down my face. "No." I stated. He pulled me into him and I cried into his chest.

We stayed there for a few minutes while I calmed down. He didn't have a shirt on, and his skin was warm. His arms felt strong around me and I felt safe.

"I hate my life.." I interrupted the silence. "I would too." he sighed as he pulled away from me. I felt the cold air embrace me. He started to get up. "Wait." I grabbed his arm. "What's wrong?" he sat back down. "Can.. Can you stay with me?" I hesitated to ask.

He half smiled at me and laid in bed next to me. I curled into his chest and I felt his strong arms around me again. It felt amazing. There was just something about him that made me feel safe. I liked it. I liked him. I began to smile as I drifted off to sleep.

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I woke up. Reed wasn't next to me. I got up and walked into the hall. The smell of bacon filled the house. Reed glanced at me as I walked into the kitchen. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" he smirked. "I do now. What was I saying?" I asked as I sat at the counter.

"You were calling for your mom." He stated blankly. I looked down at my lap and fiddled with my fingers. "Oh.." I mumbled. "Hey." his voice was suddenly close and I looked up to meet his eyes that were inches from mine.

"I know it's hard, but it'll be ok." he said as he brought his thumb up to wipe a falling tear off my cheek. I hated this feeling. He felt sorry for me because I was vulnerable. I didn't want him to feel sorry for me, but at the same time I liked it. He made me feel safe. He actually cared and he was sweet.

I gave him a small smile and he did the same. He walked away and began to stir a mixture in a bowl. He poured it in a small circle on a flat pan. "Do you like pancakes?" he asked. "Yeah, I do. Thank you for making breakfast." I said. "No problem." he replied.

"And letting me stay in your house." I added. "You're welcome." he chuckled. "Wanna see something cool?" he smirked. I nodded and smiled. He grabbed the pan and flipped the pancake really high and it landed perfectly in the pan.

I laughed and started clapping. He bowed and pretended to blow kisses out to an audience which earned more laughs from me. "Your turn." he smirked and gave me the pan. "I don't know how to do it though." I laughed.

"All you have to do is just flip it." he said. "Easier said than done." I replied. "Just try it." he gave me a small smile. I flipped the pancake up. I put a little too much force because it stuck right to the ceiling. We both burst out in laughter.

"That was amazing." he teased. "Shut up." I laughed and slapped his arm playfully. He slapped mine back. In a few seconds we were running around the house chasing each other. I ran through the hall and into his room.

I didn't hear him behind me so I looked around. He had so many posters of different bands. They were all my favorites. Mayday Parade, All Time Low, Panic at the Disco, there were so many of them. He had a book on his bedside table. It was The Fault in Our Stars by John Green.

I felt a pair of arms around me which made me jump and I turned around. Reed's arms were around my waist and our faces were inches apart. His gaze locked mine and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

"I win." he whispered with a smirk that sent chills down my spine. He let go of me and I suddenly felt cold as he walked out of the room. I was left standing speechless.