Song: Naked by James Arthur
Here's the YouTube video, remember, the video has nothing to do with the story. But to understand this chapter, you need this song.
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Keia's POV
He moves suddenly. I cover my ears, afraid of hearing another word from him.
It's for the best. Don't let him in.
My thoughts are interrupted by the feeling of his hand running over the covers on top my body. He removed it after I squeak in surprise.
"Keia, can I come in?" He says through the small part he lifted in the covers. I could see his face and he sure enough could see mine. He looks gentle and warm. The Cyrus I came to know.
The idea of him in the same bed as me sends hot sparks on my skin. But I need to stay strong. I can't let him in. I need to protect my heart from the doubt his care sends to it.
I shake my head vigorously. I'm dead terrified of something that doesn't physically exist. That makes it sound stupid. I would have laughed at another time but I tried a seriously fake smile at him. He frowned in disappointment.
"Keia, please. Please just tell me," he said pleadingly , he looked majorly concerned. But I panic that he knows so I make an instant defence.
"What?"
" The letter.. " he says, knowing it explains everything. Instant tears till my eyes and regret enters my chest. I'm in such a state, I don't even notice how the bravest man I know is suddenly shedding tears. One by one as he watched me collapse into despair. One large gulp of air grabs my attention from my pity party.
I meet his cold, sad eyes. As he robotically manufactures tears as he stated at me. As soon I I look away he sighs at my rejection. Then opens the flap on duvet so I can see him.
He's now sitting on the floor wiping away his tears with his thumbs. He groans in frustration and stands up abruptly to throw a pillow downstairs on the floor in anger. I gasp and he takes the chance to sit back down in his same position to calm down.
After a long silence he speaks.
"Hey, you there. Can we take it to the next level, baby do you dare? Don't, be scared, 'cause of you can't say the words I don't know why I should care..." He sings.
I'm surprised by how he manages to sing with such sadness. It makes me want to see his face. I crawl out of the covers before I can think twice about this.
I sit up and he stays in the same position. His head leaned back as his sings to the ceiling. His voice is so earnest and perfect it mesmerized me.
He then looked into my eyes and knelt in front of me on one knee. Seeing how this has grabbed my attention.
"'Cause here I am,
I'm giving all I can,
But all you ever do is
Mess it up.
Yeah, I'm right here,
I'm try to make it clear
That getting half
Of you
Just ain't enough.
I'm not going wait until you're done
pretending you don't need
Anyone.
I'm standing here naked..."
I realised what message he was trying to give me then and stood up to leave. He grabbed my wrist roughly with his new hand and it startled me.
YOU ARE READING
Beautiful People
Teen Fiction"There's a world beyond being rich, famous and popular," he told me. I never believed him. Yeah sure, he could pretend like he wasn't a part of that world. Like he had no relationship with wealth and easy life. He told me he wasn't fased by all tho...
