Curtains Close; Take a bow. I think we fooled all of them now.
Chapter 8 - Your Eyes Are Swallowing Me
I parked up my car and went straight to the front door. I opened it up and crept inside, hoping she had put herself to bed. I hadn't expected to be gone until this late, but i was held up by everything possible. And now it was 3AM and i was utterly exhausted.
I walked as quietly as i could to the kitchen to pour myself a drink. The floor was cold and it was dark, so i was trying my hardest to see ahead of myself.
"Oli?" She slurred. Fuck, she was awake. I almost dropped the can of beer.
"Yes?" I nervously replied. I watched her head slowly lift up from behind the sofa.
"You were... gone... a long time." She stuttered over her words and looked extremely pale.
I walked over to her and sat by her, rubbing her chest. "Are you alright?" I asked, smelling the alcohol on her clothes.
She laughed at me. "Am i alright?" Her tongue rolling out of her mouth. She went on to have a conversation with me that didn't quite make sense, but she was pointing out that she missed me.
"How much did you have?!" I shouted at her, expecting her to have been more responsible.
She cowered down from me and started crying. "Too many." She replied before rolling onto her side so she could face away from me.
I couldn't stay angry at her for long, as i felt it was entirely my fault. I stroked her hair and lifted her head into my lap. She was so calm and relaxed with me now.
After a good ten minutes, she fell asleep on me. Her breaths slowed and i could tell she was in a very deep sleep. I lifted her arm over my shoulder and carefully lifted her up off the sofa. I carried her up the stairs slowly, making sure not to wake her up.
I rolled my blankets down on my bed and laid her comfortably inside. I made sure to tuck her in as tight as i possibly could to keep her nice and warm. It was always freezing in this room. I watched her sleep there for a few seconds, so delicately as she took tiny breaths that created a misty fog in front of her face.
"Oliver?" She whispered, with her eyes tightly closed. "I'm cold."
The room had probably been two or three degrees at the time. It was making me shiver a little. No doubt she was cold. I sat down beside her on the bed and took of my shirt. She rolled over to give me some room. I lifted the blankets over myself and wrapped my arms around her in an attempt to keep her warm.
"Shhh." I hushed, stroking her back. "I'm going to keep you warm now."
Notes
Awhh so they are in love now :')
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6/4/17