Taming Sawyer (editing)

Chapter 35

Sawyer's POV 

I couldn't fathom it all. From the start of this mess it was all blurry. I was so insecure of my past actions that I believed her. I should've made the connections of my father showing up and Olivia making a surprise call to come see me. Neither of them had made efforts beforehand. I was supposed to be the expert of knowing when things were sketchy. I knew when Liam was sleeping with Danielle, when Liam had more feelings for Peyton than she thought. He just didn't have the balls to do anything about it. Especially after she found out about what he did with Ava. Yes, it was a 'drunken mistake' like Peyton and mine's was last called. I don't call our night a mistake anymore. It was meant to happen. We were meant to both come into each other's paths that night. It was all destined to happen.  

She's what's good for me, the light of my life when all was darkness before. When all was about partying, drinking, girls, the dark past that would haunt me at night. My first good night of sleep was with her. I don't know how it happened when I barely knew her, but she made me feel safe. I know I'm supposed to be the one who's making her feel safe, and I don't know if I do, but I do know that she make me feel sheltered. When we were apart those weeks, I was restless of no sleep. Except these sleepless nights were because I felt like shit for hurting her. I didn't care about him coming to get me anymore, I deserved it. 

As soon as Olivia confessed her lies and schemes with my father, weight was lifted off my chest. All I wanted to was love Peyton. I felt it the whole time, but I wasn't allowed to show it. I wanted to make all our lost time up. I wanted to shower her with affection. I wanted to show her all my care and love for her. Time needed to be made up for. I didn't want to waste any time or moments. When I lost her, all I did was think about the times we had. Our dates, hanging out at one another's house, late night calls. All of them gained so much more appreciation when I was no longer able to hold her in my arms. 

Here we sat on her couch, watching movies. We would do this all the time. We both just loved to relax and lay with each other. Just enjoying the company. Learning little things about each other while doing so. She plays with her hair when scary parts come on the TV, gets verbally flustered when the people in her favorite TV show make stupid decisions, traces my tattoos when her attention gets adverted from whatever we're doing, plays with my hair while she tells me about her day, and when she squints her eyes when she tries to read something. I keep telling her to get glasses, but she says and I quote, 'Shut the fuck up,'. A lot of people say that cursing isn't ladylike, yet I can't help but smile like a fool when she lets them out of her mouth.  

"Can we order out?" She interrupted my thoughts, leaning her head off my shoulder to look up at me. "I just wanna stay here with you tonight," 

"Wont your parents come home?"  

"Like usual they're out with Vikki, taking her to my favorite childhood theme park in Cali," she laid her head back down, tracing my tattoos like always. Making me get lost for second. "I'm more than glad they're showing her a good life. It just sucks when they leave me out of these moments. I want to see her get all excited too. Maybe I'm just being selfish," 

I lightly lifted her head up by the chin and looked in her eyes, "You're not being selfish. You're being a good big by wanting to be there for her in important moments in her life. Take it from someone who doesn't have that and has a somewhat similar past as her. I know I would want a sibling who cared about me as much as you care about her," 

"I love you," she smiled and pressed a quick kiss on my cheek and stood up. She walked into the kitchen with a sway in her hips. Her knowing what she's doing to me. She came back with the house phone in her hand. "I called Reggie's and ordered us a buffet platter. A lil bit of everything," she sat back down, this time stretching herself out and laying her head on my lap. I didn't notice my hands toying in her hair until I heard her let out a sigh of pleasure. She loves her hair played with. I chuckled at the thought. "Why wouldn't your father want you to be with me?" 

I could hear the pain in her voice. I knew once Olivia said that my father thought she was going to hurt me, that she was hurt by it. "I don't know. I plan on finding out, but without you. He already came after you. I know what he was capable of doing to his own son. I don't want to imagine what he would do to someone he doesn't know," I shivered just thinking about it.  

"I want to help you, Sawyer. I don't want to sit back and watch you get hurt. If you're doing it, I'm helping," her voice was filled with determination. When she set her mind on something, it never wavered. Something I loved about that was now biting me in the ass once again. 

"If you help me, you'll have to stay on the side lines, keeping yourself on the down low. No in action work," she nodded understanding what I was trying to say. "Speaking of keeping things on the down low," I started again. "We can't let people know we're dating. My father found out somehow, and until we figure it out, we can't make us public," 

She sat back up, and looked in my eyes. Probably trying to see if I was serious. Which I was. "You have to be kidding me?" 

"I'm not, sweetheart," a part of my heart thumped at saying her nickname again. "If he finds out that we got back together, I don't know what limits he'll go to this time. He made us think I cheated by using an old friend against me. He doesn't play nice. He'll do anything. He proved that already," 

She nodded again, realizing the danger of it all. "How are we going to do it?" 

"Not tell anyone and keep our distance in public areas. Just keep things friendly in the public eye until we figure it all out," I tried to explain it in the most simple way of not making the whole thing more complicated and complex than it already was.  

"What about going to each other's houses? You have to go through public to get them," 

"But what happens behind closed doors, they'll never know," I smirked and pushed her gently back on the couch, climbing up her body to meet her lips. She giggled as I kissed her from her neck to jaw. "I missed you so much," 

"Prove it," is all she had to say.  

I sat back up, helping her remove her shirt in the process. Right after hers hit the floor, she pulled on the hem of mine. Taking me by surprise; she pushed me back up on the couch so I was sitting.  She got down on her knees in front of me. Her eyes only focused on me. I watched her every move carefully. Too afraid to miss a single moment. She slid my pants down onto the floor; revealing more and more as she continued. She sat back up, straddling me. Placing kisses down my neck and stomach to the rim of my boxers. She was about to peel them back when we heard a knock at the door.  

"Oops, food's here," she shrugged like it was nothing and sat back to put her shirt back on. She gave me another kiss before she went to the door to pay for the food.  

Before she was able to leave; I pulled her back down to whisper in her ear, "We're not finished," All she did was giggled and walk away.

(A/N): I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!

Seems like a sticky situation to me, Sawyer.....

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