If All You Need Is My Number...

Chapter 14

Heyyyy so, I guess my editor introduced herself...sorta at the end of last chapter.

So, chapter 14! I need inspiration for this story.

And I think that a few votes...will give me LOTS of inspiration!!

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RE-CAP

I'm so sorry Amy, I should have killed him when I had the chance. I hate what he is doing to you and it makes me sad that he makes you feel like this, like a terrified little girl. If you let me I'll beat him to a pulp!

These thoughts passed through my mind over and over as I placed Amy on my bed and she pulled me down with her.

"I need protection. Be my protector" She whispered to me and I nodded.

"Forever" I said as I wrapped my arm around her waist and started drawing on her arm with my fingertips. I heard her giggle at my touch and I smiled as I saw a small blush make its way to her cheeks. I stopped after a few minutes but she started whining.

"Carry on please? You make my arm go all tingly and it feels nice." She said and I started drawing again and I kissed her shoulder lingering a little. I carried on drawing until we both fell asleep. I loved the way she felt in my arms.

But the problem is... How do I make her mine?

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Chapter 14--Amy's POV

"Ow" I said as I woke up.

"Ow. Fuck. Ow." I said again as I opened my eyes to blinding light.

Well, blinding light for someone with a hangover anyway.

"Turn the light off" I mumbled.

"Sorry, I can't quite reach the sun to turn it off" a booming voice said.

I'm surprised he could make out what I said!

Unfortunately I could make out what he was saying all to clearly, and loudly!

"Shhhh" I moaned and he chuckled lightly.

"I'm whispering so if  you want me to 'shhh' then that means that I would have to shut up. And I know you don't want that" Aaron said, apparently whispered.

I don't think he is! My ears disagree.

"Actually I would prefer to hear silence" I mumbled rubbing my temples.

"You can't hear silence. That's the whole point" he said and I grumbled a few more profanity's before putting my middle finger up at him.

"Gee. How nice" he replied sarcastically.

"I told you not to  get me drunk" I groaned as I got up.

"Well I didn't know you were so light weight. I didn't get drunk!" he argued

"You had two bottles! Of course you wouldn't get drunk! I had four bottles! You made me get drunk 'cuz I said all that stuff about me being drunk!" I argued, not raising my voice because I didn't want my headache to get worse now did I?

"OK, fine I admit it. I did want to see you drunk, but no need to get annoyed because it will just make your headache worse. Here, take these" he said handing me a paracetamol and a glass of water.