Double Back - Mistwater Chronicles #1

Chapter Nine

Hey guys! This chapter's pretty long but it's sort of a filler but not really at the same time? Idk lol.

Teen Wolf has me messed up - I hate Kate Argent. But tonight's a new episode and I can't wait to watch it :)))

Anywas, enjoy the new chapter! Vote, comment, fan, and don't be afraid to PM me :)

xoxo,

Morgan

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Zack comes to find me at some point in the day, giving me a soft kiss to greet me. Not satisfied, I kiss him back as hard as I can. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I can't jump on him like I want to, so I pull him down to me. He understands what I want, wrapping his arms around my waist to bring me closer to him, deepening it even further. Our bodies press together, but apparently that's not enough for him - he picks my body up so our faces are closer, leaving my legs dangling in midair. My crutches clatter to the ground, but I'm too busy to really care. I can pick them up later.

Eventually, I come to my senses and realize we're standing in the middle of the hallway. Pulling back from him, I pull a hand from his hair and put my thumb over his lips so he can't kiss me anymore. He sets me down gently, pouting.

"What?" he asks, looking at me in confusion. Impatiently, he flicks my finger off of his lips and kisses me again before I see it coming; I kiss him back automatically before I realize my mistake.

"Zack," I say, breathing heavily. "We're in the middle of a hallway."

"So?" he replies, smirking.

"So," I hiss. "We can't do this here!"

"Why not?" he asks, trying to kiss me again. I dodge his mouth, and he ends up kissing my cheek instead.

"Because its -"

He cuts me off. "You didn't seem to care five seconds ago."

I flush, realizing he's right. "I..um.."

"That's what I thought," he says playfully, winking at me. "But we are in the middle of the hallway, so I see your point."

Bending down, he picks up my crutches and hands them to me. Catching me off guard, he swoops me off my feet and into his arms, bridal-style.

Carrying me through the house, he brings me all the way upstairs and plops me on my bed.

"Let's do something tonight," he suggests.

"Alright," I agree. "Where do you have in mind?"

He grins. "It's a suprise. You can be casual though, so I'll give you a couple minutes to get ready. Not that you need it."

I roll my eyes as he leaves me alone. With the help of my crutches, I hobble to my dresser and pull out some lightwash jeans to wear, since I haven't shaved my legs in a while. Not bothering to change out of my pink tank top, I flop on the bed and pull off my yoga pants. Struggling into the jeans, I slide all over the bed trying to pull them up. Finally, I suceed.

Grinning with victory, I slide into some black flip flops and take out my french braid. Since my hair dried in it, it's wavier than usual and I groan. Zack comes into my room as I try and fix my hair - curls are stuck together, and frizz is everywhere.

"What are you doing?" he asks, amused. I give him a death glare as I wet my brush, trying to fix the mess that Delilah has created.

"Trying to fix my hair," I grumble, whimpering when I only make it worse.