Eli & Rox (ON HOLD)

Eli & Rox: chapter 4

chapter four

while rocsi slept, eli's fingers strayed from her hair to her waist and then up and down her spine. as he lay there tracing patterns softly and breathing her in, she sighed softly. 

soon after she started to come round.

hey he whispered. she yawned back. he moved to get up and without thinking she clutched at his shirt refusing to let him leave.

2 seconds later though she realised what she was doing and hastily let go. she quickly sat up. too quickly. and promptly fell back into his arms again.

"whoa!" she rubbed her eyes feeling slightly dizzy. "how long have i been conked out for?"

"about 7 hours."

"shut up! no way." usually she only slept for about 3 hours, 4 at the most.

suddenly her iphone beeped letting her know that she'd received a text.

huh? she thought. i swear i left it on charge back in the dorms before he kidnapped me.

the sound was coming from the back pocket of eli's jeans. she reached over him and took her phone out.

"why have you got my phone?" she asked, her brows furrowed in confusion.

she looked at the text. it was from Adam.

phone me.it said. she also had 4 missed calls, 2 voice-mails and 4 more texts. all from Adam.

OK, she thought, whats his deal?

eli shifted. "who is he?"

"who?"

"the dude that keeps tryna contact you." he said impatiently.

whoa- was he jealous? she thought.

well he doesn't have to be, Adam ain't got nothin on him. some part of her said.

shut up. she said to it.

"just some guy. he deals to me. no biggie."

"don't seem like it. whys he callin you so much? he more than just a dealer  to you?"

"not that its any of your business but no. he's just a friend alright. chill."

he let out an exasperated sigh.

"what you doing with my phone anyway?" she said deleting the texts and voice-mails without even bothering to read or listen to them. this pleased eli and he smiled.

"i dont know. just thought you'd need it or something."

"riight. weirdo." she rolled her eyes.

"loser." he shot back smirking.

she held up her phone, even though she'd deleted all the messages and voice-mails. "does this look like a loser's phone to you?" abruptly her phone started ringing. she checked the caller i.d. it was Adam again. she switched it off and put it under her pillow.

"so you bought my phone with you. please pretty please say you bought my ipod too."

he smiled and reached for a Adidas messenger bad. he opened it up and spilt its contents. hoodies, 2 tops,  2 pairs of (her favourite) jeans, a dress (to which she raised her eyes. "why the hell would i be wearing a dress in this freezing cold??" she asked.), even her laptop and its charger, her phone's charger, and her trustee ipod fell out.