"Texting the boyfriend?" I asked. How was this scene still going? I grabbed a blanket qnd slowly slid that in my lap, hiding the embarrassment.
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"Texting the boyfriend?" I asked. How was this scene still going? I grabbed a blanket qnd slowly slid that in my lap, hiding the embarrassment.
"The imaginary one, you mean? Yeah, totally." I answered, and I grew suspicious when he slid a blanket onto his lap. Was he actually turned on by this? I bit my lip and put my phone away, awkwardly watching the scene.
The scene finally ended, thank god. But the devil in my oants was not backing down at all! Fuck.. "Oh shush, youll find someone." I said. And something clicked..
I hoped that someone would be me..
Woah, where did thay come from?
I shrugged. "I'm not too worried about it." I scooted closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder. "What about you? Any love interests?"
"Uh.. not really. Yeah, none.. unless Megan Fox counts." I said, chuckling. "Kidding, kidding.." I said. "I havent dated aince 7th grade." I said, shrugging.
I giggled. "That's cute." I could tell I was making him uncomfortable so I lifted my head from his shoulder and wrapped my arms around my knees, my chin resting on them as I watched the TV screen.
"Why'd you do that?" I asked, looking at her, I liked the feeking of her head being on my shoulder.. I was a bit surprised with myself how straight forward I was with not liking the fact she pulled away like that.
I shrugged. "Because." I answered with a smirk. I've always been that playing-hard-to-get type of girl.
"You're such a hardass." I said, chuckling quietly. I scratched at my chin, little hairs present from a whole day of no shaving. I shook my head as another sex scene came on. "What is this, porn?"
I laughed. "Apparently." I answered, watching the scene. I felt my skin tingle slightly. At least the people in the scene are attractive.
I watched the scene, my jeans becoming really tight this time. Shit! I made sure the blanket hid everything... I then got goosebumps, this was weird, awkward. Why did we have to hit puberty? We would be making fun of this normally
I leaned back and glanced over at him. He looked tense. I touched his knee gently. "Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, im fine." I said, smiling, the scene ended, and I was relieved, and I relaxed. "Are you okay?" I said goofily. "Its late." I said, rubbing my eyes
I chuckled. "Yeah." I pulled my hand away and we finished the movie. It was pretty good.
I pulled the blanket off, relived the tent was gone , and rubbed my eyes. "Should get to bed." I said. "Or not." I added, smiling. "I dont want to be a boring teenager and go to bed at 12.“
I grinned. "Me neither." I looked up at him. "What do you wanna do?" I asked.
"How about.. like old days, lets go to our fort, and sleep there?" I asked, it could be fun.
I grinned. "Okay." I left a note for mom and we packed snacks and stuff and we went out to the old fort. I crawled under the blankets. You could hear the crickets outside. It was peaceful.
I remembered the nights would be very cold, but we had a ton of blankets, and eachother. I laid down beside her, under all the blankets. It was nice. We even had a few candles lit for some dim lighting. I moved closer to her, hoping she remembered how we kept warm.
I reacted as if it was the most natural thing in the world. I snuggled into him, resting my head on his chest, my hand next to it, one of my legs draped over his legs. It was very comfortable.
I closed my eyes, and wrapped my arm around her, this felt so comforting.. amazing.. and I was also really happe she still trusted me, especially with what has happened to her.. I twirled her red hair in my fingers for a little while, then my hand fell limp on her shoulder, and I was out, dead asleep..
I was woken up my a flash of some sort, a camera? I groaned and opened my eyes. It was.. Chuck? "This is so going on Facebook." He said, and I quickly stood up, and I grabbed his phone, and before he could do anything I deleted the photo.. I also gave him a really, really hard punch to the face. How did he know this place was here? "Fuck off." I sneered.
I woke up with a groan, slowly sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "Angus.. What's going on?" I asked sleepily. I opened my eyes and was surprised to see Chuck there with a bloody nose. "Get the fuck out!" I screeched, getting up and charging after him, cursing at him furiously. "Sure thing Angel Face." He smirked and he disappeared into the trees. I watched him leave and I slowly sat down. How did he know this place was here?
He was not getting away with that. "Hell no." I said, and I charged after him, finding him, I grabbed him by the shoulder and I pressed him to a tree trunk roughly with my forearm. "If I hear one fucking thing about this, I will personally find you, and I will hurt you so badly you will not wake up until next year." I said, holding him there for a while, I felt Astorias soft hands trying to pry me off him. "Got it?!" I shouted, and he cringed a bit and agreed. I freed him and he coughed and coughed, able to breathe. He walked away, and was soon gone.
I didn't say anything, I just watched him and waited for him to calm down. I knew better than to get in his way while he's angry. After a moment, I gently grabbed his hand. "Let's go back.. I'm tired."
"Okay.. me too." I said, looking down at my now purple knuckles. I kissed her forehead and I walked back with her. I laid down, pulling her with me.
I got back in the same position, and I leaned up and kissed his neck before going back to sleep. The next morning I woke up, and I found that I didn't want to move. This just felt so warm and comfortable.
I opened my eyes to a facefull of red hair. I felt her moving and I rubbed her arm. "Morning.." I said.
"Morning.." I answered sleepily. I slowly got off of him and ran my fingers through my hair, yawning softly.
"Morning." I said, and I sat up, and I pulled my phone out and checked my messages.
You owe me money, get your ass to the shelter now.
Shit. "I.. Uh.. have to get back to the shelter..." I said, and I quickly stood and walked out of the fort and I rushed to the shelter.
((So I have like a crazy and dramatic idea..))
I frowned. What the fuck. Why would the shelter need him?
I quickly rushed to the shelter, I still had to get my stuff anyway.. I walked in, and went to the lockers they provided, and I grabbed my stuff, throwing the bag over my shoulder. I felt something dull press to my back, and I heard a click. A gun. "Money, now." He said, qnd I quickly pulled the wad of cash out of my pocket and handed it to him. I turned and faced him.. he pressed the gun to my shoulder and pulled the trigger. "Fuck!" I yelled, falling to my knees , holding my shoulder. It was through and through, not a fatal shot, thank god.. people were screaming and running around.
One woman helped me up. And took me to the hospital.
When Angus didn't show up after a few hours, I started to get worried. I sent him countless texts and voicemails asking where he was.
I got a few stitches and it had missed everything else in my shoulder, lucky.. I got pain medicine and I was glad the bandage was small, and unnoticeable with a tee shirt on. I headed to Astorias house, seeing a very unhappy Astoria in the hallway. "Sorry.. phone was dead, if you texted or called. The shelter was very busy, sorry.."
"You're hiding something." I said immediately after he finished his shitty excuse. "I know you, Angus. You know you can't hide anything for me." I walked over to him. "Are you okay?"
"Im fine.. dont freak." I said, and I slowly, and painfully took my shirt off.. showing the bandage on my shoulder.
I gasped and gingerly touched the bandage. "Angus.. What happened?"
"I.. owed someone money. After I gave it to them, they shot me." I said, looking down. "Dont worry I'm fine, okay? Its all taken care of, I promise." I said
"You need to get yourself out of there and come here.. Now." I said. I can't stand the thought of him getting hurt. Next time it could be his heart.
"I have everything." I said, and I set my bag down. "Thats all my stuff, I'm out of there." I said. And I put my shirt back on. I picked my bag up and walked past her and into the uest bedroom, that will be my bedroom.
I watched him walk away and I sighed, returning to my bedroom and finishing my homework.