Chapter 6: Peeping Tom

DPOV

After Chloe had revealed to me that she had schizophrenia, I knew that she was just waiting for me to freak out on her. But, in all honesty, it really broke my heart to see her cry, to see her in so much pain.

The Chloe I knew, was someone so pure and perfect and shy and skittish; all of these things made up the girl I was completely falling for. This is one more thing to add to the list, but it wasn't a negative. I was happy that she was able to open up to me. It's true I've been curious about it all, and I figured it was something pretty serious if she wasn't willig to share it with me right off the bat, but this caught me totally off guard. I felt like I had no way to react.

Luckily, she new I was being genuine when I said I was going to be here for her, to talk to her whenever she needed. When we got out of the car, it felt like a weight had lifted off our shoulders, and the depressing conversation was left in the car. I grabbed her hand as we made it inside of the house and went straight for the kitchen. This was kind of our daily routine at this point. We would come back home to her place and eat a snack and either work on homework or watch a movie. I figured this time it would be watching a movie, and that was totally fine with me.

Holding her hand was an experience of its own. Her soft pale skin made my skin feel like it was on fire. I couldn't help it really. Everything she did made a rush go through me. Her skin was so soft, and her hand was so small; at first I thought I was going to crush it if I tried holding it. Chloe assured me that there was no worry on her end that her hand would be crushed by my own, but I still try my best not to hold on too tightly.

But that's what I really wanted to do. I wanted to hold onto her so tightly she could never leave. Of course, that's incredibly possessive, so I keep those thoughts to myslef. Hugging her, kissing her, holding her hand, these all seemed like blessings. I myself felt as though no one would every like the huge gruff guy that I was. But here was this gently woman who was able to open her heart to me, and now she was sitting in between my legs, my arms wrapped around her waste watching Forrest Gump once again. It didn't bother me though. I loved watching her eyes trying to catch new hidden things in the movie, the tears during sad moments, and the laughs during funny ones. All of this was Chloe, all of this was the girl who I called my girlfriend. Something I never expected to happen, to be this perfect.

A few hours before the Formal was going to begin, I decided to leave to get ready. Well, I left so Chloe could get ready. I was going to shower and watch a video on dancing and then start getting ready, since it took so much less time for me.

Kit was in the living room when I got home. "How was Chloe's?"

I couldn't help the smile on my face. Smiles were becoming so natural when it came to Chloe, my family could barely get used to it. I could tell Kit was happy about it though. "It was good. I ate lunch over there. We watched Forrest Gump."

"That's great." I was about to head upstairs when Kit stopped me. "Hey, come sit over here for a minute."

In that moment I grew worried. I knew what was coming. I still sat down. But, before he could even start, I rushed into it. "Look, Chloe and I have barely shared a few kisses. Sex is out of the question for a really long time. Also, I'm well aware that if I were to have sex, I need to be safe and make sure it's consentual. I know you want to have this talk with me, but I promise it's not happening tonight, so can you do this to Simon instead?"

Kit laughed. "Alright, fine. Go upstairs. You better stick to your word when you say you know what your doing."

"I didn't say that, I just said I know to use a condom and I know how to ask for consent. That does not in anyway mean I know what the hell I'm doing." That was probably one of the most honest moments I've had with kit since I was young. It made him bellow an even louder laugh than before and he just waved me off, allowing me to head to my room. I rushed upstairs and closed my door. I looked across my room at the window and saw Chloe's room to be empty. She was probably showering or something.

The thought of Chloe showering and the conversation I had just had with Kit made my head heat up like crazy. I wasn't lying when I said Chloe and I had only kissed on a few occasions. Her Aunt made it seem like we were going at it like rabbits, according to Chloe, but both of us were simply too shy and too nervous to even discuss it. I get enough butterflies in my stomach when I just touch her hair.

Her hair is amazing. So soft and thing. It wraps around my finger so easily and then slips off. Whenever I'm that close to her, she blushes like crazy and I can't help but want to play with her hair even more. That's our way of flirting! We can barely do that without feeling awkward in the end, sex is definently not coming anytime soon.

Besides, I'm not to keen on having sex so fast anyways. I'd much rather get to know Chloe very intamitely and personal than go straight to the physical stuff. Of course the only thing I could think about was sex while staring into her room and thinking of her in the shower because my stupid father decided to have that talk with me and it won't get out of my head.

Instead of looking up that video on dancing, I decided to take a shower instead, because if I was being honest, I had an issue in my pants that I needed to calm down.

After the 20 minute cold shower, I had my towel wrapped around my waste and entered my room.

What I found almost made me die instantly.

As per usual, my curtains were wide open. And as per usual, so were Chloe's. However, what was no usual, was that Chloe was only wrapped in her towel, and seemed to be laying out her clothes and everything in preperation of getting ready. My eyes widened at the sight. I hadn't seen Chloe in just a towel since the first day she peeped on me. In fact, that day I had been changing my shirt, so does seeing this mean payback?

No, I should be closing the curtain right now, it's not fair that Chloe doesn't know I'm seeing her right now.

I was about to do so, when Chloe finally looked up. We made eye contact, and I saw the blush fill up her pale face. I looked down and realized I myself was also only in a towel, and was frozen, not knowing what to do. Should I close the curtain? She's not closing hers, so if I did it first would that be offensive?

But I couldn't just keep staring at her, right?! She was staring at me. This was probably one of the few moments in my life that I had absolutely no idea what to do, and my brain went into overdrive to the point that there was nothing. It was just blank. The only thing being processed was…

Holy shit.

Chloe turned her back to me, and slipped the towel off her body.

What was I supposed to make of that? The issue I had with my pants earlier was now an issue in my towel. Chloe slowly walked across her room and grabbed a white tanktop and slid it on over her naked body. Next, she grabbed plain purple underwear and small shorts.

And I just stood there, watching her change. She knew I was watching, too. Does this mean consent? Am I a peeping tom? Was I supposed to begin changing?

I could tell her body was red, most likely she was blushing like crazy, doing something so bold in front of a teenage boy. Wait, I'm that teenage boy, what was I supposed to do in this situation?

The only thing I knew to do was to change. I couldn't do very well at that considering what was going on downstairs, so did that mean wait? Was I going to just be standing here watching her? Why did she do what she did? Suddenly, I heard a vibration, and realized Chloe was sitting at her desk, phone in hand, but refused to look at me. I dove for my desk where my phone sat and looked at the message sent to me.

Uhh… should i have not done that?

How the heck was I going to respond to that?

No i… i liked it

I stared at my phone and closed my eyes as I pressed sent. What was I doing? Didn't I just tell Kit that sex was something that seemed super far away? I had just seen Chloe naked. She kept her back to me, but that didn't mean she wasn't naked. I still saw her body.

I suddenly had the impulse to run downstairs and ask Kit to give me the talk but I forced my body to stay. I couldn't let him know what just happened, he would make me move rooms. The idea of moving rooms was way more devestating than the awkward feeling I had at that moment.

Oh ok. I'm happy you liked it :)

Yeah, i did. I actually kinda need to close my curtain, but not because i dont want to see you ok?

Ok? What happened

I uh, i just kinda need to be alone for a moment.

Please, God. Just Kill Me.

Ohhhhh…. I get it.

Suddenly, I was deceased.

No actually, I wasn't. I closed the curtain swiftly and began to help the pain under my towel. After a while of that, I cleaned up and layed on my bed, wanting to sink in as far as possible until I was no longer in existence. This was so not happening.

I opened my curtain again and saw that Chloe wasn't in her room. I decided to text.

Are u ok?

I was given an instant reply.

Lol in the bathroom.

Oh, sorry

It's ok. R u ok?

Yeah, I'm good. So uhm, should we talk about it?

Maybe when we actually see each other

Oh ok

Meet me at my place ready in an hour and a half? Then we can get food before the dance

Ok, will do. C u soon

With that I began to change. I was putting on my trousers when I heard a faint knock. I looked over my shoulder to see Chloe brutally blushing, staring wide eyes at me through my window. Knowing she was there, I swiftly pulled up my trousers, afraid of revealing anything and gave a faint wave over my shoulder. I couldn't keep looking over there, feeling to embarrased, and just continued to get dressed. Knowing Chloe was looking made my body feel on fire, a feeling I never thought I'd ever feel in my entire life. It was something I didn't even know existed.

"Derek! Could you help me tie my tie?" I heard from beyond the door. Simon ruining everything once again. I grunted and pulled out my phone.

Simon needs me. C u later

I watched as she recieved the text and she waved at me. I waved back and left my room to go help Simon.

"You okay bro?" I just grunted. "You look like you just ran a marathon, your face is super red."

"Whatever, give the tie before I choke you with it."

So I was rereading this story to see where I was going with it since it's been so long, and I remember why I wanted to write it so much in the first place. This story is the cute fluffy story that I love reading and have been trying to find for DP in like forever. I added a little spice to it though, I hope you liked it!