: LATIN FIRE IRISH LOVE :
{CHAPTER FOUR PART 2}
(This is basically the events of that night, the beginning of Britney's friendship with Sheamus.:D Just tons of sweetness and flirting.. )
Britney settled in on the bed, and looked at Sheamus as she said quietly, "You didn't have to do this. He's going to come after you definitely now." making the Irishman chuckle. She raised her brow and then Sheamus said quietly, "I'm not te least bit worried about 'im, lass. I just want to make sure yeh are safe. It's not roight, him hittin yeh like he does."
She shook her head, kept her eyes down. "After a while, you get used to it." she mumbled as she took a deep breath and let herself look up. Sheamus shook his head and sat down next to her on the big bed as he said quietly, "Yeh shouldn't have te lass. Yeh don't deserve tat." and looked at her. He hated the man even more now than ever before, seeing how skittish that Alberto's abuse made the beautiful girl sitting in front of him, how afraid she was of anything and everything almost, but at the same time, still pretty brave.
Britney sighed and then said quietly, "I just don't want you getting hurt. Noone realizes just how out there he is sometimes. How out there he's always been." as she held his gaze, allowed herself to reach out her hand and touch his cheek, hold it there a moment . If she were braver, she'd tell him how she felt about him, but she wasn't braver. And what if he didn't feel that way?
There was always that. Maybe he just wanted to save her, nothing more. She hadn't even considered that. His hand went to her hand and closed over the top of it as he said quietly, "Yeh just need ta get away from him now before he goes too far."
Britney nodded, his gaze holding hers, she was sort of almost in a trance. "I do.. But I won't be able to." she murmured as Sheamus shook his head and smiling said "That's why ahm going ta help yeh, lass. It's wot friends do, roight?"
That word. Friends. She wanted more than his friendship. But if friendship was all he'd give her, then Britney supposed she'd have to take it, for now. "Yeah. But Sheamus.. He's going to keep coming after you. It's really a lot to ask, I can't."
"Yeh got no choice, lass. I want ta do tis." Sheamus stated calmly as he leaned in and cautiously hugged her. She was so very skittish he noticed. It took little more than a wrong look to make her eyes widen in fear. He only hoped that maybe in them becoming friends, she'd eventually fall for him as he had her, and that one day, she wouldn't be so skittish.
"You're sweet." Britney muttered as she bought her thumb up from where it rested on his cheek, to the top of his hand which was over her hand. She couldn't tear her eyes from him, but everything about tonight was dangerous.
If Alberto came to get her, found her here, with Sheamus, it could get bad. But she felt so safe here with him that she hadn't even considered leaving.
Smiling, she patted the spot next to her on his bed as she rolled onto her stomach and smiling said "Let's just watch tv, okay?"
Sheamus nodded and they playfully fought over the remote, because she wanted to watch 10 Things I Hate About You and he wanted to watch Fast Five. He laughed as she rolled around, trying to get away from being tickled by him. Truthfully, he was flirting, but for now, he was going to try and keep it small, take things slow.
Britney giggled as she rolled out of his reach and then said "Ha. I bet you're ticklish too, Sheamus." and approached him on her knees with wiggling fingers and a goofy facial expression.
"Ah lass. Yeh moight not want te try tat." Sheamus warned, grabbing her gently, tickling her before she could tickle him. He was leaned over her for a moment, and they were locked in a staredown, but he couldn't will himself to make a move yet.
Britney wanted to kiss him, wanted to pull herself against him, give him herself completely, tell him she loved him, but instead, she smiled and leaning up, tickled him in the ribs, promptly getting tickled right back, behind the knees.
"Hey!"
"Wot? Yeh started tis, lass." Sheamus said with a smirk as he playfully tweaked her nose, wishing he could tell her how he felt, but knowing that now, with everything going on with her brother, with their feud, it wasn't exactly the best of times.
But he wanted to soon. Being around her as much as he planned to from here on out, well, if he didn't tell her how she made him feel, he'd slowly go mad.