He puts his hand on my face and his palm rests on my cheek just barely touching as we don't break off.
My heart beats from my chest and I can feel it in my head. We soon break off and look at each other. He has a tiny hint of a smile on his face but mine is making no emotion, not even a straight line. Nothing to give a hint of what I am thinking because I don't know what I'm thinking.
He puts his arm around my back in between my shoulder blades and I wrap my arms around his back and neck, burying my face in his shoulder.
"I'm sorry-I didn't mean-I-"
"I know," I say quietly into his shoulder.
He hugs me tighter and I curl up a bit more. After a little while, he speaks up in a quiet and soft voice.
"Do you wanna go back to your own bed?" He asks unsure if I'm awake.
I don't want to get up and leave but I don't want to sleep in his bed with him. I hug him tighter before backing off a little. He lets go of me and I slide back and off the bed. He watches me till I go completely behind him and lay in my own bed.
It's so much colder. I grab my blanket and curl up into a ball as I cover myself. I face the wall and my eyes burn from being so tired just making the tears in my eyes worse. I look at the picture covered wall and close my eyes and I fall asleep.
oOoOoO The Next Morning oOoOo
I wake up to hear the shower running. I rub my eyes and look around. Memories of last night rush back. I question whether it was real or not. I slowly get up as red paints my face.
I close my eyes and bury my head in my hands before dropping my hands and getting up. I get a pair of jeans and a gray sweater and a random pair of shoes as I think about what happened last night and what things are gonna be like between us now.
I look through my drawer realizing I have the rest of my hoodies in my bag. I sigh and pull out one of my bags. I unzip it and open the lid.
At the same time, the bathroom door opens, I look over and Alan comes out wearing jeans, and a plain black t-shirt. He looks at me and smiles, I smile back as I turn my attention back to my bag.
"Finally woke up?"
"Yep. Pretty happy I don't got kid duty today either." I say looking for my hoodie stash.
"Watcha doing?"
"Looking for a hoodie."
He walks over and looks over my shoulder as I find all my hoodies. I pull a few out of the way looking for my bigger, softer one with my school logo on it.
"Wait just a minute."
He quickly comes beside me and I quickly look to him and the hoodies. And I realize what he is looking at. My heart stops and my eyes go wide. He goes to grab that hoodie but I quickly close the lid and sit on the top of it.
"Beth."
"Yes?"
"What hoodie was that?"
"What hoodie?"
"The one the guys just so happened to explain giving to Tori."
"I don't have her hoodie."
"Really? Then get off the suitcase."
"Nah, I'm good right here."
He lifts up the side and reaches in as I try to close it on his hand.
"Ow!"
He soon pulls out the hoodie and I sigh.
"Can I ask why you have her hoodie?"
YOU ARE READING
Behind The Hoodie
Teen Fiction"Just remember, if we get caught you're deaf and I don't speak English." "You're over thinking this, trust me. We won't get caught," he says with a smirk as he scans over my face, staring at my lips for a moment until stopping when his eyes meet min...
