I feel something heavy move over me and a body presses against my lower half causing me to snap my eyes open as my breath catches in my throat and I try to throw the body away from me.
"Woah, killer! Calm down!" James says hardly moving from my efforts as he laughs.
"Hi," I say and look around him at the clock on my dresser; I've only been asleep for about ten minutes.
"Hello," whispers before swooping down to steel a quick peck from my lips, but pulls back before I even have time to react, but I can still feel the burning sensation that he has left behind.
"Aren't you tired after work?" I ask knowing that I always am, and although I was tired when Carlos and Logan left I was exhausted but now, I feel wide awake, might have something to do with James scaring the shit out of me.
"Eh, only a little, though, I do want to watch a movie." James says as he jumps off my bed and heads down the hall way and into the spare bedroom where we keep all our movies. Not really giving a shit about what we watch since I will probably pass out ten minutes into it, I stay in my bed sitting up to rest my back against the shelving that makes up my headboard.
Once James returns he smiles at me and places a few movies out on my bed displaying me, and showing off that they are all horror movies, and I groan. Ok, so, I'm a little scared of scary movies. I mean, I know that that's the point but still, I'm a grown ass man and they still creep me out to no end, and James knows this, though to what extent I'm not sure. I groan as I look over my options, he's got Hills Have Eyes, "No," got Carrie, Eh, not to scary, "Maybe," as I look to the next option I can feel his eyes on me and gauging my reaction, his last option is Paranormal Activity. Ok, I've seen this one a million times and the only part that I don't watch is when the lady leans down in front of the camera and smiles, that is creepy as hell and always makes me shiver in my seat, "Watched it a hundred times." I look at him and ask, "Got anything else in mind."
He bites his lip and he looks so damn sexy. My mind begins to wander back to the fears that I had expressed to Carlos and Logan about him, but I push them back, hoping and praying that I'm just being paranoid, because if there is one thing that I do know about relationships is that we have to have trust, because without that I can't give him a real chance and that isn't fair to either of us. "Yeah, hold on." James replies as he stands. I feel his lips against my cheek and he is gone before he can see my blush, thank goodness.
I hear him shut the guest room door once more and his footsteps leading back to my room and I look at him expectantly only to find that he is holding a movie behind his back, "James, what is that?"
"You'll see." He says with a devious smile as he walks over to the DVD play and quickly puts the movie in and hiding the box in the top drawer. What the hell? I have a bad feeling about this.
I watch him quizzically as he moves throughout my room, closing the door and shutting off the light before nudging me out of his spot in my bed since he can't stand to sleep next to the window. I honestly don't get what the big deal is. It's not like someone is going to come breaking through the window and kidnap him in the middle of the night.
I move closer to the wall and pull my knees to my chest and wrap the blanket around my shoulders before wrapping my arms around my shins, linking my fingers trying to ignore the cold from the previously ignored spot. I watch James as he feels around the bed for the clickers, yes, clickers, they are not remotes in this household.
Once he has found the right two he turns on the TV and the DVD player waiting patiently for them to come to life. "James, seriously, what are you going to make me watch?" I ask knowing that it's something I'm sure I wouldn't approve of because it's way to fucking freaky for me.
He smiles at me and I feel my heart skip a beat, and I can't tell if it's because he is absolutely beautiful in the light that is now coming from my TV or the fact that I'm scared of what I'm about to watch, and maybe I'm scared of him in a way too, and that I know is true. "I told you, your gonna have to wait and see." He pauses as he shifts in his spot and lowers his part of the blanket to around his hips, "Come here." He puts his arm out towards me as the previews to the movie begin to flash across the screen and I ignore them because I'm too busy eyeing James. He is my fucking boyfriend now; I'm aloud to do this. I had told myself for so long that I wasn't allowed to touch him or be close to him in the ways I have always wanted to. I guess bad habits do die hard, even when you are being told that it's ok.
I move close to him, resting my shoulder in the pit of his arm letting my head rest against his shoulder, before he speaks, "Hey, it's going to be ok, alright, I got you." He pauses when he wraps him arm around my shoulder and squeezes me to his body and he kisses the top of my head, sending butterflies straight to my stomach, fucking insects! I nod as I take in his words, lulling them over. I'm sure he meant them in the simple way of the movie but I take them to a deeper meaning, letting them reassure me that he is going to be here for me and that he isn't going to break my heart. I never thought that I would be so weak and feel so vulnerable around someone, let alone my best friend, and now my boyfriend. God damn it! I hate this feeling; my stomach and chest tighten as I think of the possibilities of this going so wrong. Don't think like that, Kendall. He is your best friend and he wouldn't ever do that to you and you fucking know it. I let my mind pause for a moment, no I don't know that. I have no idea what he is capable of doing and I can feel that no matter what it is it's going to change me forever, whether for better or worse. But still when he says 'I got you,' it sends shivers down my spine. Is it weird that I love it when people say that?
I nod once more reassuring myself that it is going to be ok but snap out of it when he grabs the gray clicker from his lap and I avert my eyes to the screen and decide that I'm going to forget everything and enjoy, well enjoy as much as I can of tonight, fuck everything else for once.
I watch as he picks up the clicker again making me look back at the screen, "The Conjuring? James, I heard that this one is really fucking creepy." He presses play and the screen goes black. Oh, God I'm probably not even going to watch half of this movie cause my eyes will be covered.
He pulls me tighter to him and brings the blanket back up over us as he settles down into the pillows he had built up behind him, "I know. It's really good though. I went and saw it in theaters with Carlos." Yes, but Carlos likes scary movies!
"Lovely, cause your 'really good' means really scary." I mumble as I watch the final previews and he presses a kiss against my temple and I momentarily freeze because even this small gesture makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
As the movie continues it really kinda creeps me out to no end, first off, I believe in ghosts and shit like that and that doesn't help the fact that it makes this movie just a little bit more believable. I lean against James through the entire movie and every time he feels me begin to shake he pulls me closer to him and whispers things like, 'nothing is going to get you,' 'I'm right here,' and 'I'm going to protect you from the scary monsters.' The last one got him a glare before he kissed me quickly on the lips. At one point I had my hand over my eyes and was watching between my fingers and he wrestled me until I finally put my hand down. I like having my hand over my eyes just in case and watch through my fingers. That way I can say that I'm watching it but if something jumps up I'm able to cover my eyes. And you know what? I don't care how pathetic that is because I'm pretty sure that you all have learned more pathetic things about me already. I'll admit it; I'm kind of an unstable and pathetic guy ok? I ain't no hardass.
After the movie is over he shuts off the TV and we sit in silence for a moment, my head still against his shoulder and my legs are curled up to my stomach. God, I wish I could stay like this forever. My heart is now back to a normal rate and I'm over the scary movie so I close my eyes and just let myself feel him around me, his scent, his touch, the sound of his heart in his chest.
"Hey, are you tired?" He asks me in a voice that sounds like he is already half asleep.
"Yeah," I mumbled as I wrap my arms around his waist and I bring my chest close to his side wanting to feel more of him.
"Let's sleep, babe." He whispers and pulls away from me just long enough to push my hip so that I'm on my back and he rolls onto his right side, "Lay on your side." He tells me and I do what I'm told, rolling onto my right side and cross my arms over my stomach. I feel him come close behind me pushing his chest against my back and I feel his hips against my ass and he throws his left leg over mine. I close my eyes and take everything in and try not to shudder, unsuccessfully, when he moves his fingertips over my bare hip and settle his palm against my abdomen.
Despite the back that I thought I would never go to sleep after that I did and I think I fell asleep before James, which is surprising since he was the one that worked today.
I woke up stretched out on my back, with my arms resting above my head. Hmm, it feels so good to stretch like this. I felt an arm draped over my stomach and I opened my eyes to find that it was still dark outside, and I looked at the clock, 4:33. Damn, it's still gonna be dark for a while longer. I look to my left and see James still sound asleep, his lips parted slightly and his breath slow and steady. I pull the blanket up over my stomach that had previously been resting against my hips and close my eyes again, enjoying the silence. Suddenly, my mind starts to wander and it goes back to the movie that we had previously been watching. Fuck. I open my eyes again and lean forward so I can look over James and see that my door is still closed, good. I scan my room and don't find anything out of the ordinary, once again, good. I lay back down returning my arms to rest under my head this time and I close my eyes, trying to will myself back to sleep, it's not working. After about five minutes of being on high alert, hearing every single little sound, I roll over so that I'm facing James, and I grab his hand so that his arm is now resting over my waist, and I rest my forehead against his muscular chest, and he doesn't move, of course, he always sleeps like freaking rock.
Once I realize that this isn't going to work I nudge him and he pulls me closer to him in his sleep and doesn't loosen his hold. Ok, maybe this is a little better now that he is actually holding me. I let myself relax into him and thankfully I fall asleep a few moments later.
Sweet! Another one down! Let me know what you think of the story so far. I hope you all think it's worth continuing. At first I really didn't know what direction this was going to go in but I listened to the song 'Edge of Desire' by John Mayer and I now have inspiration. Once again, I love hearing from you guys and getting your responses. Let me know what you think and tell me if you really think it's worth finishing. Tell me what you like and/or don't like. I would greatly appreciate it! Love you all!