My Stalker (Rewriting)

Chapter 21

7:48 am it read on the wall clock in Will's room.
Will and I were still tangled in each other's arms. I slowly tried to lift his arm from my waist and slowly stepped out of the bed to make breakfast downstairs.

I got some eggs from the fridge and a pancake mix from the pantry.

I was preparing breakfast until Will joined me in the kitchen.

"Good morning sleepyhead." I greeted when he went behind me as I placed the plates of pancake on the table.

"Good morning." He greeted as he turned his head to kiss on my cheek.

I smiled as I filled up two glasses with orange juice.

"Come and eat." I told him as I sat on the chair across from him.

He did so and tasted the pancakes. "These are good. Did you place some bananas in them as well?"

"Yeah." I answered.

"I love it."

I smiled. "Thank you."

"And I'd like to say thank you for taking care of me yesterday. I'm supposed to be the one taking care of you. It was embarrassing."

I shook my head and walked to his side of the table. I bent forward and cupped his cheek. "Don't be embarrassed. Besides, at least I got comfy on your bed. The sheets are soft." I planted a kiss on his cheek.

He raised his eyebrow at me questioningly. "I thought you felt comfy because I was there." He said jokingly.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Place your plate in the sink." I reminded.

He nodded and did so.

"Did you tell your aunt? About the reason why you didn't go home yesterday?" He asked.

"Yeah. She even told me to make sure that you I should take care of you until you'll go back to your healthy state."

He did a fake cough and began to clutch his stomach. "It hurts, Julia. Take care of me now." He laughed and so did I.

"I'm gonna go home first. I'll just get some clothes and I'll be back."

"Just borrow my clothes." He said quickly.

"I can't. Even if I wanted to. Your clothes are too big for me."

"It's fine. You look good in everything."

"Stop with the compliments. I look like a tomato now because of all this blushing."

"I can't help it." He placed his hands over his head and leaned on the couch. "You're too damn beautiful."

I blushed. Can I like, stop blushing after every little compliment?

"I'll get something for you to wear from my closet." He said. "Come with me."

We went back upstairs and Will let me choose from his shirts and I chose to stick with the shorts I wore yesterday.

"Will..."

"Yes?" He was still finding more shirts that I could wear.

I began to stutter. "I d-don't have under..."

He already knew what I was gonna say. "Underwear?"

I rubbed the back of my neck and looked down at the floor. "Yes."

"You could wear mine." He said casually.

I felt the heat creeping up to my face. Oh my fuck, why did I even say that?

Will noticed that I was silent after what he said and he lifted my chin up so I could look at him. "Don't worry Juls. I'm just kidding."

"I'll just take a bath when I go home this afternoon."

"Okay then." He finally handed me a big shirt. I tried it on and looked at myself in the mirror. The shirt was so big for me that I felt like I was swimming in the fabric.

"There's so much space here. I could use this as a tent." I faced my reflection once more.

"You look cute." He said, smiling.

I giggled. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, beautiful."

"Are you still feeling sick?" I rested my palm on his forehead. His temperature fell down.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me forcefully that I gasped. He cupped my cheek and kissed me passionately.

***

"Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed as the priest from the horror movie Chucky got his head decapitated in his car.

I curled up in Will's arms. He only laughed and began to comb my hair with his fingers.

The movie ended and the front door swung open. Delia was back.

"You two seem to be having a good time." She said.

I went over to her with Will and helped her carry one of the heavy bags she held.

We enjoyed some cinnamon cookies that she bought while she was away. She smiled at Will and I when she saw me wearing his shirt.

"So, Julia," she said while munching on a cookie. "Since Will and you are official, I'd like to invite you tomorrow to lunch."

"I'd love to." I said.

She squealed. "You two are so cute together. I knew Will would be together with you. He always talked about you and would sometimes ask for advice on how to approach you."

"Mom!"

I covered my mouth and laughed.

Delia showed me some pictures in her big album. Will looked so cute when he was younger. I also saw the picture of him kissing his mother's big stomach when she was pregnant of the sister he was supposed to have. He was so excited but was depressed when he knew that his mother would have a miscarriage. He didn't understand when he was younger so his mother told him when he was ten. She told me some embarrassing secrets that she kept about Will and my stomach hurt from laughing too hard when she told me that Will got his pants wet during his elementary graduation because the teacher wouldn't let him use the comfort room.

***

Will drove me home in his mom's car.

"Don't waste too much time in finding something to wear tomorrow." He said. "You'll look great with some casual clothes."

I smiled and looked down at his shirt that I was still wearing. "When can I return this?"

"Keep it. You can wear it every night."

"Maybe I can."

"Maybe?" He questioned.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and kissed him goodbye as I went out of the car and smiled at him before I shut the door. "See you tomorrow."