My Adventure Is A Boy Named Kota.

Chapter 25 - Lazy Days and Frozen Cupcakes.

Waking up the next morning still in Kota's arms, I remember the events of the previous night almost immediately and my face drops.

Kota lay behind me as his arms travelled around me and held my back tight to his chest and as I turn around carefully I come face to face with his sleeping face.

How on earth he manages to sleep so perfectly escapes me.

"Kota are you awake?" I ask quietly to which I get no response. I then reach my hand up and brush his dark brown locks from his forehead revealing his closed eyes, My fingers then travel across his dark brow and down the side of his face to his jawline. My fingers slowly make their way across his shoulder and down his arm where I trace the intricate details of his tattoos. I really am a fan of his tattoos.

Each one had its own story and together they were beautiful, but I had to ask him one day what they meant. After tracing a flower near his elbow I sigh as I attempt to lift his arm off of me.

His arm doesn't even budge and as I struggle to lift it again I hear a chuckle. Turning I see Kota with a smile on his face but still with his eyes closed.

"You were awake?! Jerk!" I say shoving him causing him to laugh and then groan.

"I wasn't going to stop you, it felt nice." He smiles.

I roll my eyes at this as I attempt to struggle out of his grasp.

"Aww common Greenie, I'm trying to sleep." Kota says as his arms tighten around me and he buries his head in the back of my neck.

"It's mean to make fun of someone who went through what I did last night." I grumble giving up and melting back into him. I feel his body tense behind me at this.

"Annnd you have to ruin it." He says sighing and turning me over so that I face him in bed a few centimetres away. "How are you feeling?" He asks.

"I'm feeling okay." I mumble looking down.

"You're a terrible liar."

I look up at his worrying blue eyes and sigh. "I don't really know how to feel Kota. I feel hurt and betrayed and violated, but not just because of last night. Because of every moment I have spent with him." I say. "We all knew Peter was a slime ball just by looking at him. How were we not able to tell with Raven? We talked with him, we hung out with him, I- I kissed him and yet, last night... I-uh, I don't remember ever meeting that person." I finish looking at Kota's eyes whilst he listens to me. "Why would someone do something like that to another person?"

He looks thoughtfully at this as if the gears in his head were spinning to find an answer before he sits up in bed crossing his legs, making me mirror his action.

"My dad was a dreamer. Even when I was little I could always see that. He always wanted more with his life, as though he were never fully happy with us." He starts making me widen my eyes at him. I never knew what happened to Kota's father and his family, it was not something we talked about or something I ever thought we would talk about.

"You knew I lived in this town before I moved to DC but you never knew why I moved, or why I came back." He says looking up at me. "My dad fell in love with another woman. They worked together at a law firm and when she was given a promotion to move to DC he knew he couldn't leave her, but he couldn't leave his family either, so he took us with him." Kota wasn't speaking about his father in anger, more sadness which was unlike him. I didn't like that he was sad so I reached out and grabbed his hand letting him know that I was here and I was listening. He gave me a small smile before continuing.

"We didn't know anything, just that he was often working and he was unbelievably happy for the first time in a while. When mom got pregnant with Lola I think he realised how wrong it was what he was doing, so he ended it with the other woman. The first few years of Lola's life, he got more and more quiet. He would always be shut in his office or thinking. He missed her. When he finally told mum about her it broke her heart. That woman was the love of my dads life but my dad was the love of my moms. When we moved back here I wanted nothing more than to never think about my father again, but as fate works out, my first day back Mrs Anderson started grilling me about my personal life and I was livid. And then some annoying girl ran into me and I acted like a complete asshole." He says smirking at me making me roll my eyes.