hadn’t realized just how truly exhausted I was. Deciding to lay my head against his chest and how great it felt. Now even more groggy.
As she laid her head against him, it caught him off guard and he stumbled on the step. Which she hardly noticed but, absently wrapped both her arms up around his neck getting even closer forcing their chests even closer. He tried not to clear his mind. Unfortunately, that made him have the realization of just how very much he loved touching her. Most of all the feel of when she touches him back. She has to be the sexiest, most beautiful girl I have ever seen. And what attracts me to her even more is she doesn’t even know how gorgeous she is, he thought.
Finally, he reached her room and went through the door flipping on her tiny book light on the nightstand beside her bed. Regretting having to put her down and to not touch her anymore sent a pain through his heart it didn’t quite understand. Laying her down on the bed he noticed she had fallen asleep. Looking even more beautiful in he dim light, and even more untouchable, and out of grasp. I’ll never get a girl like her. She’s to good for a guy like me.
Putting her legs and feet up on the bed he noticed her night-gown rode up almost to her hips. Looking at her face he knew she was unaware of this. Cursing at himself for having to be a gentlemen instead of sneaking a look, he grabbed the blanket and threw it on top of her completely. Doing this as much for her, as for himself. Just as he was damning his luck she mumbled something.
“What did you say?” Kneeling down to his knees beside her he put his ear closer and she grabbed his hand tucking it under her chin. Cuddling it closely like a pillow she fell back asleep. With his other hand he couldn’t resist bringing it up to brush her hair lightly away from her face. Thinking all the while that a boy could almost fall in love with a girl like you. Waves of depression violently slamming into him at that point. Knowing that he could never let that happen. Thinking he didn’t want to get close to anyone. His thoughts recently being consumed about being adopted still forcing him into utter complete turmoil. Tormented by his thought process, he realized he still needed to get her ice for her bruises.
“Madison babe? We never put ice on your swelling. Wake up.” He urged gently shaking her shoulder.
With a huge startle I sat straight up in bed confused. “What? What happened? Where am I?” Asking looking around.
“Madison. Calm down. It’s me, Gavin.”
“Oh Gavin. I’m so sorry. Did I fall asleep?” Realizing his hand was in mine I had no idea how it had gotten there and released it. Feeling embarrassed yet again by the situation.
He didn’t know why this made him feel so disappointed. Surprised at his own internal reaction at the gesture.
“You still need ice on your swelling.” Gesturing nervously to her legs.
“I’m sorry Gavin for falling asleep.”
“That’s alright. I’ll go down to get you ice for it.”
“Gavin you look so tired. I feel so horrible about you taking care of me.” Before I could think better of it I put my hand to his cheek.
Taking a nervous step back, “Um, it’s okay.” Fleeing as fast as his legs would take him he retreated downstairs.
Chapter Four: A new friend
The short time he was gone, I was dozing in and out of sleep. The few times of being awake, thinking about him entirely. Thinking about how he made me feel when he carried me up those stairs. How strong he was but, so gentle at the same time. Telling myself over and over how he was just being nice. Nothing more. He probably has ten girlfriends, and ten more girls chasing after him, all of which are probably very experienced. Something of which I am not. He wouldn’t want a girl like me, thinking sadly.
Quietly, he came back into the bedroom, noticing that my eyes were closed again and stepped lightly over to me. “It’s alright