So thank you, everyone, for tolerating my sleep-deprived talk in last chapter's AN. I'm kinda embarrassed, but, hey, it's whatever, right? Haha. Thank you for reading the story and following it – this has over 5,800 views! Like, what? I'm super stoked. But also super nervous, haha.
I walk through the halls, effortlessly, to Tobias's bedroom. I pause, hesitating, before finally knocking on the door.
I hear the sound of something falling on the other side of the door – a book? – before Tobias opens the door. His short hair is a mess and he's only wearing gym sorts. He looks at me, up and down and I smile.
"Hey."
"Good morning," he replies, running his hand through his hair nervously. He steps to the side and I walk through the door. Inside, the room is still dark. "Sorry," he says cautiously, "I wasn't expecting you to be awake so early after last night." He stifles a yawn. He lies back down on his bed and I walk over to him.
"Where's Zeke?" I ask as I unlace the boots, cursing Christina for not letting me wear my Converse.
"I don't know. Probably with Shauna. He came in for a couple of hours to sleep before showering and leaving. He only spends a couple of hours in here, usually. It's nice though – it's like not having a roommate, especially when a beautiful girl comes to see me." I smile and playfully shove his shoulder. He laughs before grabbing my waist, tugging me closer to him. He leans himself over me, carefully, and traps me. I try to get away, but he starts tickling me. I start giggling as he pokes my sides, trying to shove him off, but he's too strong. He puts both of my hands in one on his – why did God make me so damn tiny? – and pins my legs so I can't kick him. But I have one defense mechanism left.
I sit up against him and crash my lips into his. He wasn't expecting that and he's surprised at first. Then he abandons his mission of tickling me to death and wraps his free arm around me as his other hand slides down my arm, over my ribcage, around my hip, pulling me closer to him. My legs are still trapped underneath him, but he still has his weight distributed so I can't feel it on me, just the feeling of his body against mine.
He rolls off of me, groaning. "Sorry."
"Why are you sorry?" I ask, confused.
"We agreed we'd take it slow…," he mumbles, his cheeks reddening.
I allow myself to smile in relief. That answers that question, I think. I snuggle closer to him, brushing my lips against his cheek. "Thank you."
He smiles at me and gets up. "I'm going to get ready," he says as he walks over to his dresser and then to his bathroom. I lie back against his pillows and doze off to the sound of his shower starting.
I know this is a super short chapter, but I'm tired, so I'm really sorry, but I'll try to make tomorrow's update longer, okay?
BooksLover2000: Haha, I'm glad my crazy-talk amused you :P
Brave and Selfless: Yay, I'm really happy you're enjoying the story!
Again, I'm sorry!