The Knight.

I turned and wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tightly. "I love you so much Charnley, you have no idea. You've always been there since literally day one."

I was a bit stunned at her very sudden mood change. And I hugged her slowly. "I love you too, Lilah.." I whispered, kissing her cheek. I loved calling her that, I got that idea from her dad.

I sighed and closed my eyes. I slowly pulled away and laid in bed, snuggling with my favorite pillow.

I crawled beside her, and covered us both up, I turned away from her and closed my eyes, dozing off, and going into dreamland..

I somehow ended up snuggling up to him. I had a nightmare about the movie and I woke up gasping. My head was on his chest and I was clinging to him.

I quickly woke up, instinctively wrapping my arms around her. "Shh.. Its okay..." I said softly, and I kissed her forehead gently. I rubbed her back soothingly, hoping to calm her.

I was trembling slightly, and then I slowly calmed down and I loosened my grip on him.

"Shhh.." I cooed gently, then I dozed off, going back into dreamland.. I woke in the morning, and very carefully got up, not wakimng her. I walked outside and I lit a cigarette, she would kill me.. I just had to be secretive.. When done, I quickly put it out and headed inside.

I woke up and got dressed, and then I walked downstairs and made breakfast. I spotted Charnley and I could smell cigarettes. I clenched my jaw, but didn't say anything. "You hungry?" I asked.

I looked up at her, and I nodded. I then quickly went and brushed my teeth and sprayed colonge on me. "What's being served?" I asked standing by her

"Waffles." I said, making him a plate and shoving it at him. I made myself a plate and then I took a bite, sitting up on the counter.

"Christ, someone is pissy.." I said, taking a bite, and looking up at her, my eyebrow raised.

I ignored his comment and took a sip of my orange juice, crossing my legs.

"What's the deal?" I asked, she was so moody sometimes. I set my plate down and looked at her. But she was sort of hot when she was mad.. Wait, what? Woah..

((Ooh so he's one of those sexually aggressive guys. Whoop whoop. ;D))

I watched him for a moment, then I just shook my head and finished my food. I washed the dishes and then went to go feed Canada. She's an old dog now, but she's still beautiful and healthy.

(Ppsh maybe;p lol)

I followed her. "What did I do? Talk to me. Stop being a brat.." I said, I hated when she did this! But I loved her to death.. But shit, she is a pain.

I turned around, and threw a plastic bowl at him. "Don't call me a brat." I snapped.

(Feisty, haha.)

"Ow!" I said, rubbing my arm. "Then dont act like one!" I said, glaring at her. "I swear you can be so goddamn annoying." I mumbled walking away. Sometimes we acted like brother in sister. This was a perfect example.

((Lol ;D))

"Wanna know what else is annoying? You walking in my house smelling like cigarette smoke!" I retorted, picking up the bowl and going to my bedroom.

I groaned and shook my head , chasing after her. "Well, I have another thing thats really annoying. Its when your best friend can't seem to understand, or even seem to care why, you started smoking." I yelled, grabbing my car keys. I had to cool off. This would all blow off later. What else is annoying? When the girl you are head over heels in love for, dosent like you in that way, and friendzones you.

"I do care! But there are other ways to cope!" I got up in his face and glared at him. Such an intense moment. We've had fights like this, but he's never looked at me this way..

"And this one." I said, holding the cigarettes up. "Works for me!" I said, putting one in my mouth, and walking down the stairs rather quickly and out the door.

"God you're such a fucking asshole!" I screamed, slamming the door shut. I sat on the bed and wiped the angry tears from my eyes quickly. I can't believe him.

I sometimes had anger issues of my own. I stood there after she slammed the door, her words cutting deep. I quickly threw my lighter , and pack away. And I just sat in my car with the ac on. I hated arguing with her. Its never gotten that bad before.

I blew out the candles, since it was light and I turned on my music loudly, trying to drown out my horrible thoughts.

I got up after a while, and walked inside, I headed up to her room and opened the door, leaning in the doorway. I crossed my arms and looked down.

I looked up and turned up the music slightly. My blood was still boiling. I felt like I could hit him.

I pulled the plug on her stereo. "We have to talk. Now." I said, I was still a bit angruy too, but I was keeping my cool. I was just glad I was patient. I knew I would need to be now.

"There's nothing to talk about." I said coldy, turning the page to a book I was reading.

"Can you just stop, and be reasonable for at least a few moments?" I asked, walking over to her, I knew was a risky move. But, oh well, I can take it if she hits me. But she does hit hard..