I woke up the next morning unable to move. Groaning, I wiggle around until I'm able to get an arm free and rub my eyes.
Once I can see I try to push the weight off of my body but my weak arms make my attempts useless. I sigh and stop pushing, cause obviously it's not helping, and instead turn to the other side to confirm that the large weight was my best friend and his gorilla arms.
I groaned and started to squirm against the weight. This isn't the first time this had happened and I absolutely hate being trapped under his giant arms.
I used my free arm to shake him a little "Shayne, please wake up."
He groaned and squeezed me tighter mumbling incoherent words "Shhh" he said.
"You're hurting me shay." I breathed out. He just groaned in response. I wasn't sure if he was asleep or just being a jerk but I had to get him off me. "Shay please" once I realized I wouldn't get an answer I lowered my head to his arm and bit his bicep. He yelped and jumped back releasing me while also rolling off my bed.
"Holy shit, that hurt! What the hell lills!" he fumed rubbing his arm.
I shrugged nonchalantly. "You know I'm claustrophobic. You wouldn't let go"
"That doesn't mean you bite me."
I shrugged again "Had no other choice" I swung my legs over the side of the bed and walked to my drawers pulling out shorts and a tank top. I heard the bed springs squeak and looked up in the mirror reflection to see Shayne rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and my bite on his arm, mumbling more incoherent words.
Sighing, I closed my drawer and walked over to him.
"Let me see it" reluctantly he held out his arm to show me the big blue and purple bruise that was forming. "Crap, I'm sorry shay."
He shrugged but didn't say anything so I hugged him. He wrapped his arms around my waist hugging me back.
He's been acting really funny lately. He seems really on edge. Maybe I should confront him about it?
"Hey, shay." I pulled back to look at him as he looked up at me. "If there's something going on you know you can tell me right?" I ran my fingers through his hair which seemed to make him relax. "and I won't tell a soul if that's what you want." I looked in his blue eyes, shifting my gaze to each eye.
"I know." He said sighing.
"So you're gonna tell me?"
He nodded "but not right now. I gotta get my thoughts together first." I nodded and hugged him again.
"Alright, just let me know when you wanna talk." I smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'm taking a shower. I feel dirty." I walked into my bathroom about to shut the door when he laughed and replied.
"I bet you feel dirty after sleeping with the Shaynester." he winked.
And he's back..
"Yeah. You drooled all over my arm. I feel pretty gross."
"Wait that came out wrong!"
I smirked and shut the door, laughing loudly at the look on his face.
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"I need food!" Ryan whined holding his arms up behind me.
"Okay Lilly, after they extend you're going to pull your arms in tight and twist your body, got it?"
"Yes ma'am." I nodded at my moms orders.
"You can do this Lils." stormy said from beside my mom.
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Antisocial
Teen FictionYou know that girl in your class...the one that sits in the back of the room (or sometimes way in the front) and never ever says a word? You seriously never see her talking to anyone. You assume she's a nerd because she always seems to be listening...