The Boy Who Sneaks Through My Bedroom Window

Chapter 2

I woke in the morning, still tightly wrapped in his arms; I gasped and looked at the clock 6:20 a.m. "Liam!" I whispered, shaking him.

"Ahh, what, Mom?" he asked with his eyes shut.

"Shhhh!" I hissed, quickly covering his mouth before he spoke again. I can't believe we fell asleep, this is so bad.

His eyes snapped open and he looked at me, shocked, then looked around my room. "Oh no, did I fall asleep?" he whispered, sitting up and rubbing his hand through his hair, which was sticking up everywhere but actually looked better than when he has all that yucky gel in it.

"You need to go home, Liam. Quick!" I hissed, pushing him towards the window. He opened it and started to climb out but I grabbed his hand making him stop. He looked up at me a confused expression on his face. "Thanks," I whispered, smiling gratefully at him. I really needed that hug last night, that was probably the nicest thing Liam had ever done for me.

He smiled back. "You're welcome, Angel," he replied, smiling and climbing out.

I watched as he went through the hole in the fence and climbed back into his own window. He closed it and waved at me, I waved back and then went to go get dressed. The thought of Liam sneaking over here and being in the house when he wasn't allowed, made my stomach hurt. We were so lucky not to have gotten caught. I dreaded to think what would have happened if his parents had gone into his room in the night and saw his bed empty, or what would have happened if I hadn't have woken up early. I shuddered at the thought of what my father would do if he had walked in here to find Liam in the house at night-time.

Chapter 2

~ 8 years later ~

I woke to the familiar sensation of being crushed; I wriggled, pushing my shoulder backwards. Liam shifted his weight off of me slightly. He was spooning me from behind, breathing deeply into the back of my hair. His heavy arm was draped over me, pinning my arms to my chest, he was holding my hand tightly, our fingers interlaced, his leg was slung casually over mine. I could feel the usual 'morning glory' pushing against the small of my back.

I quickly silenced my phone alarm and elbowed him in the stomach. "Six o'clock," I mumbled sleepily, closing my eyes.

"Ten more minutes, Angel. I'm still tired," he murmured, pulling me tighter to his chest.

"Nope, no ten more minutes. Last time it turned into another hour, and Jake nearly caught you in here," I mumbled, elbowing him in the stomach again.

He moved his arm and pinned my hands down to the bed near my head, in a praying position. "Just ten more minutes, Angel," he whined. I sighed and closed my eyes again. There was no arguing with him when he was like this, I just didn't have the energy this time of the morning to get into a fight with him. We both drifted back to sleep, instantly.

"Amber, you had better already be up!" my brother shouted, banging on the door. I jerked up and so did Liam, it was almost half past seven.

"Er.... yeah I'm up already, Jake," I shouted back, glancing at Liam who was rubbing his face, looking a bit dazed.

"Good. I'm going to have breakfast. Hurry up will you. Liam's driving today so be ready to leave in thirty minutes," Jake called through the door, before stomping off down the hall.

"Jeez, Angel, why didn't you wake me up?" Liam accused, frowning.

I looked at him warningly and gave him my best death glare. "I did, you jerk! You said 'ten more minutes' then pinned me to the bed to stop me from elbowing you!" I growled sarcastically, doing a bad impression of his voice.