Strip

Chapter 5

Arriving home I shut off the engine and made my way inside. The tv was blaring and jason was sprawled out across the couch asleep. He looked so tired with massive bags under his eyes, he had a small frown on his face and a little pout formed his lips. He looked so adorable! I would have taken a picture if he wouldnt've killed me for it. I tip toed upstairs and grabbed a blanket from his room and draped it around him careful not to disturb the rest he so desperately needed. I gently kissed his forehead and made my way to my fathers room where I done the same routine (pulling blankets over him and kissing his forehead) "goodnight daddy, love you" I whispered while heading to my room.

Entering my room I had a shower and dressed in my nighty; climbing into bed ready to let sleep take over, however I couldn't take my mind off of this kalem guy! Why would he want my number? Why did he save me from that drunken idiot in the car lot? Millions of questions were going through my head and I couldn't seem to get them out but no matter how hard I tried to avoid thinking about him it was of no use. He just continued to stay inside my head. All of my thoughts would eventually go back to kalem with his midnight black hair, tanned skin, defined muscles, perfect full lips and his straight white teeth. He was utter perfection! making male models look like average joes. Ohh and don't forget about his eyes! They were such a deep shade of blue they were hypnotizing! so many times I found myself getting lost in those eyes throughout our little late night indian getaway. They were like sapphires, completely mesmerizing. Tossing and turning I was unable to sleep even though I was exhausted so I done my little routine that fixed my insomnia by drinking a glass of milk & playing a playlist that consisted of nothing but ed sheeran and in no time his relaxing voice drifted me into a soundless sleep.

"wake up sleepyhead!"

"go away jason" I mumbled into my pillow.

"milly get up! Don't make me get the cold water!" Jason said and by the tone of his voice I could tell he was smiling

Glancing up at him I croaked "you wouldn't!"

"oh but thats where you're wrong my sweet little sister... I would" he replied with a smirk

I groaned and returned to my pillow shoving the pillow over my head to block out the sun. I was slowly drifting back off to sleep when suddenly a large amount of ice cold water ran down my back & head; successfully soaking my body, bedding and mattress.

"JASON DAVID ANDREWS YOU ARE SO DEAD!" I screamed now completely awake. He just dropped the bucket & started doubling over in laughter.

"you. look. like. a. drenched. rat" he managed to choke out completely breathless due to his laughing. Urgh hes so infuriating! and to think last night I called him adorable. Adorable! I obviously need to check myself into a loony bin! He was laughing so hard I could swear there were tears in his eyes. "oh grow up would ya? You're so immature!" I glared at him rolling my eyes, he was so red in the face from laughing & here I am shivering my ass off and just when he would stop laughing top compose himself he would look at me and be in a fit all over again. "why did you do that to me anyway? Why am I even awake? You know my schedule I need to sleep now before work tonight." He suddenly stopped laughing and straightened up, all humour was removed from his features.

"somethings happened to dad!"