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The next couple of days went by fast but it was nice because it always meant me spending more time in bed. I felt all the weight of Nate and my hiding lift off my shoulders and I’ve been able to relax, even if it sounds stupid, I’ve been blocking all of that out so I can just think about myself for a while. And Luke. Well, he says he can handle Nate and he probably can but I just don’t feel like I want him to risk his life –possibly- for a psycho boy who’s after me.
I pull the duvet higher up over my body and let myself sink into the soft centre of the mattress, it’s unusual how good at picking furniture Luke is when I’ve seen him act all cool and put up this wall so no one knows who is really is, which isn’t something to be ashamed of. In fact, I really like this sweet boy, the one who makes me food and watches movies that I pick, and even goes shopping to get me special equipment for my female needs. I’ve always been sort of negative towards the male species after everything that happened with my dad and then the numerous men with my mother, I sort of just classed all of them as animals but now I’m doubting myself. The thought of me actually living with a boy after my previous accusations makes me feel stupid to just judge before I’ve even experienced anything.
The bed dips slightly as another body gets into the large bed, pushing me aside slightly. I’m not at all surprised when a nearly naked body touches mine; it actually gives me warmth inside. It feels like he’s my shield from the ‘dangerous outside world’... Maybe I’ve just been watching too many movies...
Luke gathers me up with his arms and I rest my head on his shoulder as we just lie there, staring at the ceiling.
“It’s so cold today, fuck.” Luke shivers and for a brief second, I feel his freezing hands on my waist, making me move fast.
“You should get some Pyjamas...” I laugh, his idea of sleepwear consists of just boxers and it doesn’t seem to do him well.
“You should not wear Pyjamas...” He grins, yanking the duvet over my head and up to his chin.
I wrestle my way under the duvet towards the end of the bed and I go too far, resulting to me falling onto the floor with a thump. My body springs from the ground in seconds and I understand what Luke meant about the temperature. I reach over and grab my big blanket and head to the sitting room, where I take a seat on my favourite space on the couch. I pull the blanket over me and reach for the remote, turning on the TV.
A few seconds later, Luke struts in and dumps himself onto the seat next to me, dressed in black ripped skinny jeans and a large sweater with his white collar tucked out the top. I smile at his arrival and he winks at me.
“You remember when you didn’t like me?” I say, grinning smugly.
“I still don’t, I just have to put up with you.” He raises one eyebrow and smirks at me.
I lean forward and playfully punch his arm, he mirrors my movement but his arm reaches towards my hand where he grabs the remote out of my hand and changes the channel to a football match. I groan and try to pull the remote from his hand but every time I get close enough to it, he pulls away much faster.
“Please.” I stick my bottom lip out and widen my eyes.
“You’re going to have to get it.” He teases.
I launch myself onto him balancing my knee on his leg and I reach to where his arm is stretched behind his head. My knee begins to wobble and Luke tips me off him and onto the floor but I hold onto him, making him fall with me so he rolls on top of me, still smirking.
“How did that work?” I laugh, lying underneath his body.
“I have the power...”
I push at his body but he doesn’t budge from above me and he decides to play a different game and within seconds I’m screaming with laughter as he tickles me. I never used to be ticklish but all of a sudden, I am.
My legs kick and my arms swing as I try to tell him to stop whilst I choke of my laughter. He takes the hint but doesn’t completely stop; instead he gets onto the tip of his feet like a gorilla or Tarzan and moves closer to me. I pull myself onto my elbows and start moving back just like Jane, slightly intimidated.
When my head touches the couch which was across the room, I know I can’t move back any further so I stay still watching Luke move like an animal, then he pounces onto me tickling me even more than before and I can’t help my outburst of laughter again. One of his hands tickles me whilst the other travels under my top onto my hip. Then higher and higher.
His leg tangles up with mine and I wrap mine around his leg, pulling him closer where he stops tickling me, being only centremetres away. I rest my head onto the floor and he kisses my nose and then my mouth and then to my neck, leaving little trails. My arms drops to either side of me as he moves his lips back to mine as the kiss intensifies. He sweeps the hair out of my face and tucks it behind my ears without taking his lips off mine and I’m grateful. His hand remains in my hair as he strokes it gently but tugging on some strands.
“I lied earlier.” He mumbles inbetween kisses. “I do like you.”
A smile spreads across my face as the words hit me and overpower me.
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