Chapter 3 - Sleepover

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I hesitantly walked with Jonathan back to his house, him leading the way. Something about him made me feel like nothing bad could happen in his presence, he had a very calming effect. I never wanted to leave his presence.

Jonathan opened the door and let me in first. I can't believe I'm doing this, I thought.

"Do you want anything to drink?" He asked

"I'll have some water, thanks"

When Jonathan came back with a glass of water, he beckoned for me to sit on the couch with him. He sat down, and I sat next to him, but then he moved closer to me. I felt my heart pounding out of my chest as he looked at me. I was shaking, and I wasn't sure if it was from the cold or from anxiety. Either way, Jonathan noticed. "Here," he said, taking off his Adidas jacket and putting it around me. After putting it on, he left his arm around me. Smooth. He put his chin on the top of my head, which I thought was adorable, and he asked what my favourite movie is.

"Probably fight club," I said, shifting into his chest.

"I've got that one, I'll put it on" He got up to put on the movie, and immediately I wanted his warmth back. He sat back down even closer to me and pulled me into his chest, both his arms around me now. I was more comfortable than I had ever been. I felt no anxiety, no sadness and there were no unwanted thoughts in my head. I never wanted to leave this place.


Jonathan's P.O.V

I finally had her in my arms. She looked adorable, all snuggled up into my chest. I've never wanted anyone like this. There's something about her that makes me feel like everything will be okay. I don't feel the way I normally do around when I'm with her, which is a great thing. I feel alive. She makes me laugh, she makes me feel not alone and she makes me feel like I can talk without being judged. She has so much life in her, you just have to dig a little bit to find it. She'd been hurt in the past, and I knew that, which is why she had a wall up. She'd told me a few things about the way people have treated her, and people have treated me badly too, so I understood how that can change your view of life. But I felt this sense of protection over her, I wasn't going to let anyone hurt her again. I wasn't sure if she even liked me like that, I mean she didn't seem to want to see me as much as I wanted to see her. She might just want to be friends, but I'll take that over nothing. I really wanted her in every way possible, though.

The movie had finished, so I moved my arm out from under Mia's arm to get the remote, but her arm flopped onto my lap. She had fallen asleep. I wasn't sure how to go about the situation because I didn't want to wake her up. She had so much trouble sleeping, so she needed this sleep. So I turned off the TV, scooped up her legs and put my arm around her back. Her head fell into my shoulder and her arms fell by her sides, and I carried her up to my room.

I put her on my bed, took her shoes off and put the quilt over her, and then I turned the light off and went back down to the couch. My bed for the night.

I fell asleep, feeling happier than I had felt in a very, very long time.


Mia's P.O.V

I groggily opened my eyes and swiped the hair off my face. I reached over to my bedside table, trying to grab my watch so I could check the time, only to realise my bedside table wasn't there. Neither was my bedroom window. Where the hell was I? I shot up into a sitting position, jerking my head around to find something I recognised. And then I found something. Jonathan's Adidas tracksuits. I had no idea how I got into his room, but I was suddenly safe. I opened his door and crept out to see where he was, but I couldn't find him. I went downstairs and checked the kitchen; nothing. Then I went into the lounge room that we were in last night, and there he was. Asleep on the couch. He was lying shirtless on his stomach with his face pressed into a pillow, and one arm hanging off the couch. He was snoring lightly. All in all; it was adorable.

I decided I was going to scare him.

I pondered for a moment what I was going to do, but after a short while, I decided I was just going to start yelling.

"AHHHHHH OH MY GOD WATCH OUT!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Jonathan screamed "AHH FUCK WHAT'S GOING ON", and shot up from his sleeping position. Still not understanding, he tried to get up in a hurry, but he got his arm caught under a blanket he was kneeling on and fell off the couch onto his back. Then he saw me laughing my ass off. "fuck."

All I could hear was my own laughter and my struggle to breathe. My cheeks starting to hurt, I fell on the floor next to Jonathan, still giggling.

"That was just mean," he said, pouting.

"Oh come on, it was hilarious" I exclaimed. He crossed his arms.

"Yeah I can see that," he said, pointing to my smile while his own was breaking through.

"Can we like replay that? Your reaction was priceless! You literally fell off the couch" I started laughing again, and this time, Jonathan was laughing with me

"Oh, shut up. You wouldn't have been any different."

"I would have been totally calm," I said in defence of myself

"Yeah, right. I'll be putting that to the test," He was grinning now

"You better not," I said, "please don't"

"No promises," he said, "I'm expecting breakfast in bed or something profound to make up for that."

"Alright, I'll give you breakfast in bed. Or more accurately on the couch," I said, getting quiet. I lent in slightly to see what Jonathan would do, and I saw his mouth curl up slightly. I lent further in, and then he went the rest of the way. Our lips finally collided, and the only way I could describe the feeling was pure relief. His lips were warm and soft, and they moved perfectly with mine. It was like I didn't know I wasn't getting enough oxygen, and he had given me what I was lacking all this time. It was something I didn't know I needed. Then I pulled away. "How did I get into your room?"

"I carried you. I hope that's okay"

"Of course that's okay," I said, then I lent back in to kiss him again.

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