In Deep (rewriting?? )

11

He carries me all the way to the hotel, only placing me down at my door, so I can fish out my room key. Sliding it from the back of my phone case and into the door, hearing the satisfying click of the room lock. I step into the room, turning to say goodbye to the black haired boy behind me.

"Well, good night. Thanks for walking me." I pause, "and carrying me." I finish in a whisper, looking at my feet.

"Good night," he says in his deep velvet voice. "And I'll carry you anytime you want princess," he tells me as I close the door. I lean against it, thinking about his last words. 'Ill carry you anytime princess,' he had said.

My heart swells and I practically float to my bedroom. I quickly grab a makeup wipe, rubbing off the cream on my face. I slip off my dress, putting on a large shirt to sleep in. I crawl into my bed and fall asleep to the distant crashing of waves.

I wake up to a noise at my door. I just roll over not thinking anything of it. I hear the door crack open. I sit up and see my dad's head poking through.

"Oh, you're up," he says and then walks backs away from the door. I hear muttering, and I put my head back on my pillow. I hear the door open fully, though assuming it is my dad I don't look up. It wasn't my dad.

"Morning Sara." a male voice says. I knew the voice, and I was in shock. I look up to see Jason strolling into my room with 2 coffees in his hands. "I got you a caramel macchiato, nonfat, cali style, iced, from the Starbucks in the lobby. Just the way you like it." He says, handing me my favorite order.

"Th-thanks" I stutter taking the cold plastic cup. "How do you known my order?" I inquire, kind of freaked out.

"Well you come to school with one every day, and you always talk to your friends about it." He said brushing his hands through his hair. I take a sip from my drink. It was perfect, just how I liked it.

I look up at him as he sips his drink. I don't think I have ever seen Jason drink Starbucks before. I pat my bed for him to sit, which he does. The bed dips and he sits on the edge and I move up so my back is resting on the headboard.

"So what are you doing today?" I ask.

"Well, there is no work thing for us to do. Your dad was going to a meeting when I came and knocked on your door, so I guess I am hanging with you." He says, then quickly stuttering "if that's alright with you?" He looks to me, eyes pleading for my answer to be yes.

I slid out from under the sheets and stand up. Stretching my arms up, quickly realizing I'm not wearing pants, and dropping them. My fingers start playing with the hem of the shirt, trying to pull it down discreetly.

"Ya, just let me get ready." I dash to the walk in closet, quickly closing the door. Though I didn't fail to notice the gaze I felt on my legs the whole time.

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I know, my chapters have been getting shorter lately, although I will try to get my next few longer. Thanks for reading. Reminder that all my chapters are roughly edited. Please support my story!!! Love you all 😘