In Love With a Hatter
Part Twenty One
It was mid afternoon time when the Hatter awoke slowly, earning himself some energy after 23 hours straight forward non-sleeping.
He looked and saw Alice curled up in a ball upon her pillows, a sight which made him beam. As he looked, she was becoming back to life, she stretched slowly and then opened her beautiful eyes and beamed at him in return.
"Hi" she whispered shyly. He smiled warmly back and reached for her hands again. She looked up at him with pure lust in her eyes as she reencountered the past night.
He had said he loved her, was that true? Only one way to find out. Alice moved aside and patted the bed next to her, winching as her leg muscles started moving.
He obeyed and she wrapped herself into his embrace. "Did you miss me?" she joked as he tightened his grip around her shoulders.
"Very much so" he replied placing his head on top of hers, inhaling her sweet strawberry scent which he'd missed.
They held each other like that for a while until they were interrupted by "Good morning, Lady Alice!" and Chess appeared.
"You must ruin every moment, mustn't you?" Alice huffed, clearly annoyed at the interruption.
Chess chuckled. "Just to let you know, tea will be served with her majesty in twenty minutes. I am clearly a messenger." He admitted, winking at her.
"One of the many names on a list I currently have" Alice muttered under her breath, Tarrant laughed, making Chess frown.
"I admit you are rather cosy there Alice." He trailed off.
"Yes I am!" she replied, wiping the smirk off the cat's face. "Cheeky bugger" she muttered again.
The Hatter held her tighter and waved Chess off. "Clear off Chess!" he hissed. The cat vanished.
"Don't just be invisible, go away!" Alice hissed.
They heard a ghostly chuckle then another POOF as he did go away. "Can you just hold me a while longer?" Alice whined as if she were six, not nearly 24 years old.
He nodded as he said "Was I dreaming last night?" he asked. Alice shook her head "Nope, I woke up right then and I saw you were tired. I told you to go to sleep and you nodded. You were about to drift off but you said..." she trailed off.
The Hatter attempted to remember. He had been very sleepy and dozy when he'd seen her awake and smiling at him. She remembered the kiss on the forehead and her ordering him to sleep. Then he remembered...
"Do you really love me Alice?" he whispered, his eyes turning the cold of liquid honey and starring into hers. She blushed softly and for an answer she tilted her head towards him. The Hatter's heart sped up as he leaned towards her as well.
She was inches away from his ruby red lips when she saw his hat hovering in mid air. Alice forced her eyes away from his lips, placing a hand to them instead and glared at the space behind the Hatter.
"CHESS!" she yelled and he dropped the Hatter's head on the floor before audibly running away.
That bloody cat....