We wrestled for a long, long time. He would let loose sometimes so that I could attack him again but when I do he grabs a hold of me once again holding me tight, I don't know how but he ended up shirtless and we were just lying there next to each other. I enjoyed just lying there until we were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Heyy Captain is calling ya" Nathan said from behind the door
"They probably started the celebration", Chris said getting up
He put his shirt on and I got up and was about to get out until Chris grabs me from my waist.
"Now in celebrations, the crew gets drunk. You not wearing pants isn't a good idea" he said
"Well none of yours fit me?" I said
"Just the thought of you wearing my pants is hilarious" he said smiling his annoyingly cute smile
"Ukhh, fine whatever I will just stay here and miss the celebration that's about me" I said sitting back down
"No you don't have to I washed you clothes" he said handing them to me
"Wait how long did you have those?" I asked grabbing them from him
"Oh I washed them long ago but I like the way you look in my blouse" he said teasing
"Gaaa! I swear ukhhh!" I just shook my head and wore my pants
"Stop just stop!" Chris demanded
"Stop what?"
"I don't think I can control myself if I see you scrunch up your nose again" he said
"Oh, I forgot I do that why, is it annoying?" I asked
"Yea, it's annoyingly cute, come one lets head out" he grabbed my waist and led me out the door.
At the "party" it was just Eduardo captain and Nathan having a conversation. When they saw me coming they began filling up their drinks and handed me and Chris one. Chris took my away and gave me orange juice instead. Captain held out his drink and every one followed
"To Clara, the new Sirius Crew member!, Cheers"! Captain said
Every one clicked their drinks and began drinking except me. I glared at Chris, how does he give me orange juice when I am just old enough to drink wine?
"Look I'm sorry I just don't think I can handle you drunk, I rarely can now" he said wiping his mouth with his hand
"What do you meaaaaan? What do you mean handling me? It's not like I constantly act drunk!" I said
"You know what? Your right," he said putting down his drink
"Wait what?" I asked
"I wont drink whine neither, that way we can both handle ourselves" he said
"Wait that is not what I mean!" I said
"Shh shhh….do you hear that?" he asks
"No?" I reply
"Yea me neither" he said teasingly
He probably wanted me to reply angrily but instead, I took a deep breath and gave him a fake smile. He made an impressed face, and grabbed my hand. He started to look at it and examine it very carefully.
"Wh-what are you doing?" I asked trying to find what hes looking for in my hand
"I can read what type of person you are through your hand" he said
"Are you done yet? What type of person am I? I asked curious
Still examining my hand he answered
"Your and impatient, talkative girl who loves to wrestle. You always are uncovered at night and the blouse is somehow on top of your face. You're a bundle of energy in a small body that likes to show that she is strong. But deep inside, she is soft, insecure about her image and thinks too much. Oh she is also very messy" He said
He then looked up at me; all I could do was gulp. How did he see all this from my hand? Is it the lines? Wait, was he the one who covered me up at night? Then he did see me. Oh gosh, I felt my face heating up and wanted to go to sleep. I started to look up at the sky not only to keep my tears back but also so that my eyes won't meet his. Not knowing what to do I just remove my hand from his and I rushed to the room. How does he know I am insecure about my image? Is that because I don't have a good one? Or is it because I show I am insecure? I didn't want to wrestle anymore; I just wanted to go to sleep. I got on the bed and pulled the cover tight on me.
I woke up unable to move, my hands were tight to my sides and so were my legs. I tried moving but that just led to me crashing to the ground. Chris literally wrapped the blanket around me, the same way you would wrap a baby. I got angry at the thought, tried to break free. I looked around and notice Chris sleeping on the ground, no pillow or cover. I suddenly felt my heart melt, he understood that I was mad and just left me alone, well kind of. He helped keep me extra warm and was sleeping on the bare cold floor with nothing. I felt too guilty to leave him there, so I rolled on the ground till the blanket slipped off. I covered Chris with it and myself and scoot next to him. The ground was freezing! I guess Chris woke up by my trembling because I remember him smiling at me and lifting me on the bed. Something that helped me sleep the rest of the night is that he slept next to me, with his arm on top of me keeping me secure. Every other night was the same; he slept next to me on the bed and kept me warm. But finally today we stopped at a village called Yumato.