Living with the badboy

23

Hunters POV

The drive back home was quiet, it was a comfortable silence. I the corner of my eye I could see Julia slowly drifting off to sleep so I turned the radio down to a lower volume. I didn't turn it off completely because Julia sleeps best with a soft sound on the background, ever since we were young I learned she can not sleep in complete silence.
That was one of her many weird quirky pet peeves I learned to love.

Last night I have been thinking about our relationship lately. I think I'm actually falling for her and even though she probably hates me after everything. I never ever want her to have someone less than she deserves. That's why I don't want her to like me back, I simply do not deserve her. I will never make her happy and feel appreciated the way she deserves.

If we stay friends. I can look out for her and care about her without hurting her.

I'm not a great guy for her. I have done things I'm not proud of. Like really reckless and stupid things.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I she moved in her sleep now turning her head towards me. I saw the warm orange tones from the street lights sweep over her face, the raindrops on the outside of the window reflected the streetlights as well. This made her face lighten up among the darkness. She looked absolutely breathtaking.

And as beautiful she looked sleeping I could not help but miss the way her eyes brighten every time she laughs. That little twinkle on her iris. The way you could see warm arrange specs everything the sun shone in them. When she laughs the whole room is filled with joy. And as much as I hate to admit it, she made me feel joy in a long while.

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"Jules? We are in the driveway wake up" I whispered softly giving her soft nudges. I really didn't want to wake her up to be honest but she needs to sleep in a bed and not a car seat or else she will have muscle sore in the morning.

After I tried to wake her up for a solid 15 minutes I silently cursed myself for doing this. I was Hunter Roosevelt I never care about anyone! So why am I taking care of Julia Gills of all people at 04:30.

No one knows.

Yeah right you are catching the feels. Hunter the schools 'badboy', gosh I hated that term, goes al sappy for a girl.

I let out a irritated groan before picking her up. I shoved my arm under her kneehole and my other arm had a firm grip around her torso. Her head rested on my chest, I let out a sigh of relief that she didn't wake up. I felt her hot breath trough my T-shirt and goosebumps spread all over my body.

Her breaths were hitched and I realized she was shivering so I tightened my grip around her and quickly made my way inside.

She gripped my shirt in her hands an if she was holding a teddybear. I couldn't help but smile at the cute sight. She was all cute in my hoodie and jacket. I felt so cold and she was so warm. And she smelled so nice, I wish I could hold her in my arms for a couple more hours.

When I reached her room I almost tripped over her sneakers. Cursing her for how messy she was even though I was hundred times worse.

I softly placed her in her bed and began to take off her shoes and my jacket. Even though she wore my hoodie I couldn't help but grab an extra blanket. I know how much she liked to be all cozy and warm.

I picked the most fluffy and thick blanked I could find and began to tuck her in. her soft snores indicated that she was fast asleep and I wondered what she was dreaming about.

I placed a soft kiss in her forehead and stroked through her head. She was so precious, almost to precious for this world.

When I was about to stand up and make my way out her room she grabbed my shirt in her sleep.

"Stay" she mumbled more asleep than awake making me chuckle.

"I can't" I whispered, "I don't think you are thinking straight" indicating to her tipsy condition.

"I never make right decisions you twat waffle" she murmured trough her pillow.

After realizing I'm not going to win this argument i kicked off my shoes. I laid down a respectable distance from her because I don't want to 'take advantage' of the situation. After all she was still intoxicated.

Much to my surprise she shoved closer to me and wrapped her arms around my waist laying her head in my chest. I felt an electric shock buzz through my body and directly felt her warmth. I wrapped my hands around her, trapping her in a giant bear hug and rested my head on top of hers.

Hmmm she smells like coconut and vanilla.

"I care so much about you, if you only knew..." I whispered almost inaudible.

Her chest was rising and falling and her soft snores indicated that she was already back fast asleep.

And so I drifted off to sleep to, having the only person I actually care about in my arms.

The only person I care about and she is so broken and hurt that I wish I could be the one to put her back together.

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A/N

Awhhhhhhhhhh.

Sorry for the short chapter..
I'll try to double post today. If not I Will post Tomorrow!

Until next chap and byeeeeeee