Fighting Against Lilac Love (FALL)

chapter eleven- Hes Bed

I got no excuses for my actions and you got no right to demand a reason- Christelle

Christelle's POV

I groaned, feeling absolute warmth engulf me, a scent that was so familiar surrounded my body. I snuggled deeper into it, my befuddled mind unable to function properly. I sniffed, inhaling deeply....hmmmmm...."Having fun there, sleeping beauty?" A husky voice grumbled. My eyes shot open, dark eyes meeting grey. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I demanded, flying into a sitting position. Only did when I did that I realised where I was. In his bedroom.

Memories came crashing down on me like a ton of bricks. Oh...Jason. I frowned. How did I get here. I looked around and down to my body. I was dressed in his clothes. My eyes widened, "Did you change me?!" I hissed incredulously, watching him casually lounge by his computer desk. He smirked, eyes dark and.. angry? "Yes, I took the pleasure out of it too" He murmured, studying me.

I narrowed my eyes into dangerous slits, "You. Did. What?" I said slowly, threateningly. He scoffed, rolling his eye balls. Maybe it would get stuck one time. Who knows, a girl can dream. "I kept my eyes closed, I promise you that." He mumbled, seeminly distracted in his thoughts.l, absentmindedly stroking his sharp defined jaw...damn.

I breathed a sigh of relief, he didnt see anything. He may be a playboy but he wouldnt take advantage of an unconscious girl. He likes his victims awake.. I shuddered, a chill creeping down my spine. I glanced up into his staring gaze, "How long have I been...asleep?" I asked, crossing my legs on his bed. He opened his mouth to answer but I had the urge to sneeze...which I did.

I sniffed, eyes half closed. I sneezed again, and again and again....ugh. "Dammit!" I breathed, tilting my head back and pinching my nose. I looked sideways at him. He was hiding a smile behind his clasped hands. I rolled my eyes at his amusement. "Glad to see you find me funny. Get me a tissue, please," I said, voice coming out squeaky and high. He grinned, passing me a tissue box from his desk.

I gratefully took it, pulling one out and blowing. I sniffed again. "I hate this." I mumbled, feeling a slight head ache probing at my temples.

"You're sick." He acknowledged. I glared at him, nose red, "No shit sherlock" I muttered, sarcasm dripping. He held his hands up in surrender, "Im just saying...maybe you wouldnt have been here, on my bed, sneezing like a wheezing dog and with a red raindear nose if you havent been standing in the middle of the storm!" He seethed, voice raising

I looked him dead in his bright glittering eyes, "I am the storm."

He stared at me for a couple seconds than scoffed loudly. "Doesnt mean you have to go go out into the storm and prove it." I rolled my eyes, sneezing again. He grinned in triumph.

I narrowed my eyes at him, throwing my tissue at him, it bounced off his hair. He jumped, glaring at me, "Ew, Bella, jut ew." He says distastefully. I rolled my eyes again. With him, Im sure my eyes would be like a clock.

I groaned, feeling dizzy, the headache now a deafening throb. I couldnt sit up for long so I fell backwards on the bed, revelling in the comfy softness. I closed my eyes. How did things lead to this...

"So....Christelle." He started, I hummed in reply, not bothering to look at his gorgeous stupid face. He cleared his throat, demanding to be known. I sighed, turning my head and looking at him.

He looked serious. He meant business. I raised a brow. "What?" I ordered. He's gaze dropped to his twiddling thumbs. "Is there anything you'd like to tell me..?" He broached. A rather delicate subject, it seemed.

I frowned at his furrowed eyebrows. His smooth skin creasing in worry. "Not that I know of." I said honestly. He looked up, his pale grey and dark eyes troubled.

"How long have you been cutting yourself?"

For the first time I was caught off guard. For the first time I didnt know what to say...

Shit.

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A/N

Heyyyyyyy gorgeous/ handsome. I got a question. Whats your favourite song? I need recommendations for some chapters. Send a name and I will dedicate the chapter to youuuu. My playlist is running low. I need desperate help, hurry my minions!! HURRY!!

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