Heart of Ice

Chapter Fourteen

long(ish) author's note coming up, very important so please give it a read!

1. I AM MIND-BLOWN BY THE SUPPORT ON THIS STORY!!! we are freakin' number 10 in figure skating out of 900+ stories and we are #13 in hockey out of 1,000+ stories! so much love and i can not thank you enough!

2. i truly apologize for missing the thursday update, i just was not motivated to write and what i did write i didn't like, and i would much rather update less, but with quality writing that i'm proud of

3. on a related note, i have not been doing good lately, just going through some mental stuff, and i honestly don't know whether i'll be uploading more or less due to that, but if i do not update on thursday, please know that i will try and get something up at least once a week on either saturday or sunday.

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EDITED: 03/10/19

Aurelie

I woke up to feel myself lying on what felt like a furnace. Why was I so hot? And since when was my pillow this hard?

I looked up to see what was going on.

"Jacob?" 

I assessed my situation. 

I was lying in bed with half of my body angled across Jacob's chest and his arm wrapped around me, pulling me flush against his body. I was in my pajamas, which for comfort didn't consist of much - just a tank top and small shorts. Jacob was in a similar situation, wearing only low slung basketball shorts and no shirt. Considering he wasn't planning to stay the night, I wasn't surprised to notice that he had no pajamas. 

I was the most confused about why the hell he was in my bed. I, unfortunately, remembered everything that happened yesterday, but that last thing I could remember was crawling into bed alone with Jacob in the room across the hall. 

Suddenly, a voice snapped me out of my reverie. "Like what you see?"

I looked up and caught Jacob's laughing eyes, my cheeks burning red. I hadn't even realized I was staring directly at his torso. I tried my best to wiggle out of his tight grasp but he wasn't having it. "Why are you even in my bed?"

He wrinkled his nose adorably, looking confused. "You asked me to stay last night?"

I was exasperated now, probably due to my embarrassment, "I never asked you to come into my room last night!" 

Talking slowly, like one would to a child, he said, "You had a nightmare." 

I scowled, even more annoyed now, "I don't remember having a nightmare." 

Jacob was getting frustrated now, too, "I distinctly remember me calming you down, then trying to leave, and you asking me to stay!" 

I had freed my arms at this point, and was waving them around as I expressively gave him my opinion on the matter. "You were tired and probably delusional! Why would you remember anything?" I was quite freaked out by the fact that I had spent the entire night with Jacob. Spending the night wrapped in the arms of the boy that had hated me for almost all of high school was not how I usually liked to wake up in the morning.

Jacob narrowed his eyes at me. "Are you calling me a liar?" 

Not thinking of the consequences of said action, I nodded confidently. 

In one smooth motion, Jacob rolled on top of me, effectively pinning me down. 

My breath hitched at the change in position as his green eyes stared down into mine, still narrowed.