Wanting Neverland {On Break To Edit!}

Magic Using Princess~Chapter Seventeen

All I wanted to do was take a long, warm shower. I forced my aching body to stand and dragged my feet to the bathroom with blurry eyes.

I practically ripped off my PJs and stumbled into the bathtub, turning on the faucet.

“Ahhh.” I closed my eyes and relaxed as I dipped my head under the water.

I stepped in completely and the water felt completely foreign on my skin. I stood there washing away the pain in my sore body.

Once the water hit my leg, it began to sting and I quickly stepped back.

“What the hell?”

I rubbed my eyes until my vision was clear and looked down at my leg to see many fresh scratches and cuts.

I even noticed that the bathtub had traces of dirt and muddy water was swirling down the drain.

Ew. Was that dirt from me?

I heard a sudden thud from outside that startled me. The thud was followed by a loud groan in frustration.

Oh gosh.

I instantly turned off the water and hopped out of the bath. I effortlessly warped my white towel around myself and pulled out a pair of scissors from the drawer to protect myself from who I presumed was a robber. I moved my soaking wet hair away from my face and placed my ear against the washroom door, listening eagerly.

“Where the bloody hell am I? Ellie?”

Liam?

I placed the scissors back on the counter and wiped open the door to see Liam's blue eyes connect with mine.

We stood staring at each other for what seemed like eternity, till a devilish smile spread across his face.

“What?” I asked completely confused.

Does this mean...does this mean Neverland actually happened?

He continued to smile at me with glee.

“You kissed me.” He said happily.

My eyes widened as shock and embarrassment wrote themselves on my dumbfounded face.

I moved my gaze to the suddenly interesting ground.

“I don't know what you're talking about.” I said feeling heat rush to my cheeks.

He walked closer to me and tilted himself till my sights we're on him.

“Oh really?” He said, arching his eyebrow, his smile teasing me.

Again, I looked away and folded my arms.

“Mhm, no clue what you're spewing.” I said, feeling extremely childish and quite giddy.

“Let's talk about what's important here.” I started, changing the subject.

“How am I at home? How are you here?” I asked.

“I think you know the answer.” He said, his eyes laughing at me.

“Am I still freaking dreaming?” I pinched my arm as hard as I could watching the skin on my arm turn to a bright red but, Liam was quick to stop me from hurting myself.

“You-are-not-dreaming.”  He said slowly, pulling my hand away from my arm.

“You’re a Royal.” He said.

My eyebrows scrunched together. “What the hell does that even mean?!” I snapped.

He was taken aback from my anger.