Married At Nineteen

Chapter Twenty-six

Eddy's POV

Enjoying the soothing warmth seeping into my body through an unknown source, I felt unwilling to open my eyes.

The warmth was pleasureable and it made the bed so much comfortable I didn't want to get out.

But what's this warmth?.....It feels.....

I forced open my eyes, my orbs adjusting to what's next to me.

What the... What!?

It's no ordinary warmth, it's Chris' body next to mine which is emitting heat!

Oh God! How did this happen?

I bit my lip to swallow back the squeak that almost escaped my mouth. My heart was racing to an endless destination.

Then it struck me. He was here yesterday tending to me. But how did we end up like this?

I...I hope nothing happened.

Of course nothing happened dummy. You were ill, one, how can that even happen. You're not his type of girl, two.

But...

I rose my head a bit but I couldn't really move my body. I don't want Chris waking up because of me.

Sure enough, I was still lying on my side with my head resting on his right arm, almost pressing against his chest. My upper back was wrapped securely in his other arm which kept my arms sandwiched between us. I could feel his chin lightly resting on the top of my head. This much proximity?

I stayed quiet. Normally, I'm supposed to feel all scared and uncomfortable but instead I'm overwhelmed by comfort. I feel so safe being close to him like this.

My eyes averted to his chest. I focused on the peaceful rise and fall of it.

I rose my head to his face carefully. His light skin in deep contrast with mine. He always had his stubble cleanly shaved. Not a single hair on his face. I wonder what he would look like with beards.

Why must you be so attractive and good at the same time?

Must be his mum's gene most especially. In comparison with his father, his voice is exactly deep like his dad—just a little less authoritative.

Gosh his face is so well structured for a guy.

I closed my eyes again to enjoy more of this, hoping it's not a trance. But how did we end up like this? What did I do that prompted Chris to sleep close to me or what made him sleep close to me? I really hope nothing happened. That'll be the worse thing that can ever happen to me.

"How are you feeling?"

My heart raced. I don't know what surprised me. Is it that he knew I was awake or he assumes I'm awake. Was it that obvious?

"Uhm... Okay" I replied quietly, unable to stare him in the eye as my own eyes were buried on the bed below me.

Should I ask him? I mean what is the big deal? It's not like we've done anything wrong. I just want to know how we got like this.

I felt his fingers touching my forehead, confirming I'm alright.

"You seem okay now" He said, carefully pushing himself to a sitting position close to the headboard, making me sit up by my left elbow while the other hand helped me push myself a little away from him.

"Tell me if you don't feel okay... You will see the doctor right?" He asked, backing me as he got up from the bed.

"Probably..." I shrugged.

He stopped, turning to me with an "are you okay" expression. "Care to explain?" He asked, taking a step forward.

Oh man, you might not like this.

"Thing is... I hate taking drugs. They are not just bitter but they smell really awful" I stated, pouting while looking down at the sheet.

I lifted my head to see Chris' facial expression. His mouth was left hanging. He sat close to me again on the bed. While one leg rested on the ground, the other was bent on the bed.

"But I don't mind administering" I added.

I watched him bend his head in amusement while his shoulder shook due to chuckle.

He brought his curled fist to his lips, probably trying to stop himself from bursting into series of laughter.

"God Eddy, you need help, really" He said, snickering as he stood up. "You're getting an appointment and I'll make sure of that" He added, moving to the couch as he picked up his phone.

I pursed my lips, glaring away at the far end of the room. "But I'm fine now" I began. "You confirmed it yourself, didn't you?" I whined, wishing for him to stop what he intended to do.

"Okay okay I'll go alone to the hospital were my mom works, is that okay with you?" I asked. I saw him hang up. So he was really serious.

He gave me a disapproving look as if he suspects I won't do as I say. "Promise?" He questioned.

"Fine... I promise" I gave in, rolling my eyes.

A smile stretched on his faint pink lips. "Can't break a promise, can you?" A mischievous smile broke on his face. "And about how we got into that sleeping position, you really are a dreamer, Eddy"

My mind clicked on that. What does he mean by that? "Meaning?" I asked, scrunching up my nose.

"Did you have a nightmare last night because woah you looked terrified" He said, worry lingering in his last words.

Did he.... Thank you Chris

I was about saying something when he interrupted. "I'm running late, I'll call to check up on you okay?" He said, picking up his black jacket from the couch as he slipped it on.

I tried to smile, nodding in understanding. He did something that got my blood hot as hell.

Kissing the top of my head, chill fingers ran down my spine in a jiffy. Chris? A-are you okay?

I stayed speechless unable to make a sound. "Goodbye" He said, closing the door with a genuine smile on his face.

I'm gonna scream, I'm gonna scream. Eddy he's kissed you three times already in different places. Head, cheek and lips.

I touched my lips, reminiscing the moment he kissed me in the church. It was nothing but still it was something. I hated it but now I love it. I love it.

What is going on with me? Suddenly something clicked.

Eddy, does he...... like you?

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Okay who is feeling that? Is Eddy right? She could be but will she accept it?

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