Blame it on me' ~ Post Malone

34.

"I think we should go upstairs." Everyone almost fell asleep from the heat coming from the stove. I received a few muttered answers, and I decided to take the initiative. I got up from the couch and wished my parents goodnight. Austin soon followed me, and eventually, we were the first to walk up. I took my pajamas out of the closet and went to the bathroom to get dressed. When I did that, I brushed my teeth. I strolled in my oversized pull, which served as pajamas, to my room. I stopped in the doorway. Austin stood in front of me in his pajamas or at least half of them. He had funny pajama pants with some weird drawings, but my attention was not focused on that now.

His bare torso, with all his tattoos, now had full attention. "Do you like it?" Austin turned in a jerk, and I felt my cheeks turn bright red. "Ehm." It was the only thing I could say. He grinned and walked in my direction. I saw his intention, and I had no intention of bothering him. But before he could carry out his purpose, Joshua walked into the room. "Goddamn Austin. Don't walk around naked. I'm going to puke." Austin didn't respond and turned to face the ground. I was still nailed to the floor with bright red cheeks. There was only one image before my eyes, and that was Austin.

Loud snoring came through the room. It seemed to echo. Joshua had been sleeping for fifteen minutes and kept snoring loudly. It was so bad that I couldn't even sleep, and I was certainly not the only one who thought so. That thought was immediately confirmed when Brenda sighed irritably. I heard something with a loud bang flying against something. I had a big suspicion that Brenda's hand and Joshua's head had something to do with it. I heard Kaci laugh, so I was probably correct. "Joshua, stop that damn snoring now. I am trying to sleep." Brenda's voice was awkward and furious. "Mdhahahaha... Foooood...." Joshua murmured. He didn't even seem to wake up, but the wonder of a miracle he had stopped snoring. Relieved, I sighed.

Minutes passed, and I listened to the regular breaths of the rest to fall asleep. I wasn't a good sleeper. I always fell asleep late and woke up to the slightest noise I heard. Suddenly my sheet was pulled lightly, but I ignored it. Only when I gently heard my name did I respond. "Yes?" "Can you sleep?" I heard Austin's rough voice say. "Nope." It was my simple answer, which made sense. How else could I answer when I was already asleep. It was weird. Somehow I never seemed able to talk to him without my heartbeat speeding up. He drove me crazy, and that was the case again. I felt more movement past me, and I was shocked when my blanket was pulled away halfway. A flurry of cold flooded my body. "What are you doing? That's cold." I still did not realize his intention. "What do you think I'm doing?" Was his stubborn answer. I couldn't suppress a chuckle.

I felt more weight on the bed. Slowly I realized that he was crawling in my bed. I moved a little so that Austin could comfortably lie with it. The fabric of his pajamas slid down my bare legs, and his hands searched for mine. As soon as they found me, they pulled me to him. My legs were against his legs, which felt nice and warm. Immediately I put my head on his chest; it seemed to be automatic. I listened to his regular heartbeat while my hands closed around him. I felt Austin's lips against my forehead. "I've missed you." "It was only three days, and I am not that special." "Never say that again. You are special." He ran his finger down my cheek, down my throat, over my jaw, over my lips. A shiver spread over my body. I felt his lips search for mine, and I oriented them. Austin kissed me briefly but gently and lovingly. I almost melted away. "Sleep well, baby," he said before pushing me against him, determined to keep me there until tomorrow morning. "Sleep well, Austin," I muttered back, my eyes slowly closing.

I am finally lying in his arms.