Pictures Of You <3

Chapter 3

  “So this is my room” Harold said walking behind me. I walked around it and explored every single bit of it. All his furniture was old and woody. I ran my fingers through the wooden night table. I noticed it was handmade because of all the bumps it had. “Is it all Handmade?” I asked. “Yeah my great-great grandfather did them all. Including the big shelf outside and the big mirror.” He said from behind. I ran my hands down the back of my jeans placing them on my pockets.

  There was a big old dusty shelf full of cameras. Old cameras, new cameras, special edition cameras. “Wow” I whispered to myself. “It’s been in our family for a long time, as well as music” he said. I turned next to the shelf and saw three guitars against the wall. There was one which looked old and almost breakable. It was missing two cords but I still ran my thumb along the left over cords making my fingers all dusty. “That one was my brothers” He gently said from closer behind. I grabbed the one next to his brother’s guitar, This one was more of like beige with dark brown lines on its borders. He hold the guitar from behind me helping me hold it correctly. “Here let me show you.” He said. I felt his warm breath behind my ear and his strong chest against my back. He slowly guided my fingers to the cords and moved my other hand to play it. He started humming it as well. I turned around facing him standing really close to him. I looked up at his eyes noticing how tall he was.

“Would you play it for me?” I whispered.

“It’s been a while since I don’t play that song.” He said.

“Why?”

“This was the song I used to be teaching my brother the week he, he um” He said not finishing the sentence. His eyes watered. “I’m sorry” I said. He looked down holding himself from crying. I quickly walked closer to him and hesitated before hugging him. He hugged me tight. “I was in the car when he died. I was the one driving.” As soon as he said this I felt tears running down my face. “I was playing around with him while driving. I took my sight off road and this giant truck came so fast and..” He took a deep breath “After that all I remember is waking up at a hospital” He whispered. My face full in tears hugged him even more. “It’s okay” I said playing with his lowest curls. “It’s okay” I repeated. I felt his chest going up and down while he strongly breathed.

  He slowly placed his hands on my hips and slightly pushed me away. He cleaned his tears and turned around to his closet finding me something to sleep on. He gave me one of his dressing shirts. It was kind of big so I guess it would at least cover the necessary. “Good night” He said as he left the room. I walked in the bathroom noticing my face was all covered in my mascara. “I should consider buying water proof mascara” I said cleaning the tears off. I quickly put his shirt on. It smelled so manly. I have never slept in a boys shirt ever before but I liked this one. I washed my face and walked out of the bathroom. I quickly jumped in bed. I wrapped myself in the white bed sheets making me comfortable. The bed smelled, I don’t know how to describe the scent on the bed. It just smelled like him, Peacefully and manly. I sighed “Oh what have I gotten myself into?” I whispered to myself seconds after closing my eyes.