Blurred Sentimentality

Flying (Ch. 37)

Olivia

No. We did not.

I gasped and yanked my arm away from him, staring at him in terror. I thankfully had my clothes on, but why was he shirtless?

"What the hell?" Chaz opened his eyes slowly.

"What did you do to me?!" I cried out.

"Relax. You looked uncomfortable on the sofa so I got you here. You're the one who got yourself all tangled up with me though."

My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I pursued my lips.

"Oh." Was all I managed to say. "Why are you shirtless?"

"I always sleep like this." He rolled his eyes.

"You woke me up for nothing, Ollie. Go to sleep. It's like-" he turned and looked at his luminous clock. "3 am."

"See? I woke up at 3 am because your house is haunted." I stated and he chuckled.

"Go to sleep." He said, pulling me closer to him. I've never slept in the same bed with a boy before. Maybe lied down and took a 5 minutes nap but never actually slept.

"I don't want to lay next to you." I pulled myself away from him and lied by the corner of the bed.

"Sure thing." He turned away, flexing his muscular back on me.

I tried closing my eyes, but I couldn't sleep. It was very cold and the blanket wasn't helping. I finally sighed and decided to lose all of my self-respect and turn to Chaz again.

"Chaz." I got up, crouching next to him. I held his shoulder weakly as I whispered.

"What?" He said quickly, as if he was expecting for me to ask.

"I'm cold." I murmured.

"You're what?" He asked. I knew that he heard me and was messing with me.

"Chaz, I'm cold." I repeated in a groan.

"So?" He turned his head, showing his dimples and wide grin.

"Forget it." I groaned and shot back to the bed. That's when I heard his laugh.

"Aww, Ollie." He mocked me and I groaned again, louder.

After a pause, he pulled me towards him, once again, not wiping off his grin. He held his arms around my back and I folded both of my arms, rubbing at my shoulders to warm myself up as he held me. His body was surprisingly warm and felt nice against mine.

I felt him kiss my head, and I suddenly turned all hot. He pulled the blanket over us and lied his chin on my head.

"Goodnight, Ollie." He whispered and I slightly shivered.

"Good night." I whispered back, before I quickly drifted off to sleep, in his arms. For the first time.

*

I woke up to the sound of an alarm, with Chaz next to me, again. But this time I was smiling rather than thinking of what could have happened. I ran my fingers through his hair, trying to fix his messy locks, and grinned when I messed it up more than it already was.

He woke up quickly after, and smiled when he saw that I was awake.

"Hey, Ollie." He said in a husky voice.