Veronica is just a regular girl. A girl with big dreams for a perfect future. A girl who craved finding true love and not just the idea of it. A girl with friends who were family to her. A girl who had nothing special to tell you about her life, unt...
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I unlocked the door and we quietly made our way upstairs. I couldn't help but feel like I was sneaking him in, but I quickly brushed that thought away. It was not like I was doing something wrong, we were sleeping in two separate rooms. And I was pretty sure mom would understand. At least I hoped she would.
I set him up at our guest room and gave him some fresh blankets before leaving to give him some privacy.
I didn't bother changing out of his t-shirt because it was comfortable enough to go to sleep in, but mostly because I really liked wearing it. It made me feel connected to him in some weird way.
God, I hated how mushy I just sounded.
I quickly brushed my teeth and got ready to hit the bed, when I remembered that there was no toothpaste in the small bathroom, attached to the guest room. I quickly walked over to his room which was right across mine and knocked on the door.
He opened the door after a few seconds and I froze when I realized he was standing at the doorway shirtless, only wearing his black track pants, that fit him like a glove, and were hanging dangerously low on his hips.
I gulped and trained my eyes back on his face, trying to remember why I was here in the first place. Oh right!Toothpaste.
I awkwardly thrust my hand forward to give it to him, "Um...so...I thought you might need some toothpaste. You know, to brush your teeth."
What the hell is wrong with me? I mentally facepalm myself.
He took the toothpaste from my hand with an amused expression on his face, which told me he was well aware of the effect he had on me. Jerk.
I couldn't decide if I wanted to punch him in his perfect face or grab him and kiss him.
"Yes. Thank you."
"There is a spare toothbrush in the bathroom, in case you didn't pack it in that bag of yours."
"Okay. Got it." He smiled.
"Alright. Good night, Tyler."
He took a small step closer to me and gently grabbed me by my waist, before placing a soft kiss on my forehead. "Good night. "
And there you go, the stupid butterflies in my stomach had come alive again.
He was making me feel things, I had never felt before. Hell, I didn't even want to be feeling like this in the first place. But I just couldn't seem to help it.
When I looked up at him, the tender affection in his eyes almost made me want to cry.
God, I am so fucked.
I needed to get a grip on myself before it was too late. So I gently pulled away from him, gave him a small smile, and walked back to my room.
Once inside the safety of my room, I sprawled out on my bed like a starfish, exhausted by the eventful night I had had.
