My eyes fluttered open, the stream of sunlight coming through my open curtains offered a calming warmth to my face, but there was another type of warmth covering every other part of my body. A smooth tickling sensation ran across my hip bone, my head rested on something, it was hard, but yet soft, and strangely comfortable. A familiar scent filled my senses, it was woodsy, a natural scent of outdoors, trees and grass.

I peered down at my pain free body; the night's sleep had been perfect it didn't feel real. But it was real; I was warm, no aches, no pain, no nothing, just a sleepy calm that tried forcing my eyes back to sleep. I fought it, wanting to look at the source of the tickling along my hip. A tanned hand lay lazily across my side, its arm running down the side of my body but it was its fingers that caught my attention. They were smoothing circles over my hip, occasionally running down toward my belly button before stopping and running back up, it instantly brought a smile to my face, the light feeling it gave me flipped my stomach over in delight. I suddenly became aware of the body pressed against my back, the heavy breathing that tickled at my neck and the heavy set of legs that held my left leg tightly between their shins.

Quil. I had fallen asleep with Quil after my painful freak out. His body was tight to mine, as if refusing to let me go and I liked it, I didn't want him to let me go. I wanted to lie like this forever, for him to tickle me every day for the rest of my life.

"Claire" The breathing that was tickling my neck stopped for a second, to let my breathy name out before the tickles came back. He was awake, he was awake and still brushing my skin.

"You're awake?" He asked again, his body moved slightly as if to get comfortable but he didn't distance himself anymore from me.

"Mmm" Was all I could reply, his hand that was smoothing me dropped, his arm wrapped itself around my body and pulled me closer to his, hugging me. I couldn't calm the butterflies that raged within me, the fiery fluttering made me feel giddy and I couldn't contain the smile that played at my lips.

We were led there for what felt like hours, just him holding me as we dozed more. I wasn't ready to get up but I couldn't fight of the curious thoughts that jumped at me. Every time I was with him I felt this relief from everything, I never had pain around him, I never felt down or empty. Everything slid into placed when he was around and I knew it wasn't from the strange friendship we had built. It was more than that.

"Quil, what's going on here?"

His body tensed, the tickling on my neck stopped as he sucked his breath in, as if not ready to answer the question I had asked. There was more to this than I thought, more to the quick looks he gave me when he thought I wasn't looking, more to the continuous smile he had around me. Just more to it all. And I needed to know what, I couldn't ignore it anymore. This place was fixing me, but it wasn't just this place, there was something else, a magic of sorts. It sounded stupid but everything in me was screaming, it was so loud I could barely hear him as he whispered my name. My pounding heart echoed through my ears as I waited with baited breath for his answer.

"How do you feel?" He finally released his tension, his body relaxed and his arms tightened around me again. His hand that hung around my stomach came up, smoothing my long messy hair away from my face so that his mouth was resting directly behind my exposed ear.

"I feel warm, I never used to, not until you came around. And I haven't got any pain, I feel normal, but better than normal, when I'm with you, I feel good and" I turned my head, trying to see his reaction but I couldn't, my voice trailed off, not letting me say another word.

"And the noise is gone, I feel like me again" His voice was tired, I finally moved my body around so I could see him, he was smiling, he had dimples, the cutest little dimples that curved on his slightly chubby cheeks. I bit my lip as I focused on his voice, his low voice that made my heart pound harder in my chest and filled me with a flurry of feelings I couldn't understand.

"What noise?" I traced my own fingers down my body until I reached his, stopping his circles he was tracing on my tanned skin. My body was full of anticipation, like I had waited so long to hear the answer.

"The screams" He swallowed heavily as he said it, like he had never said it before. My thumping heart faltered, stopping for a split second as I took in his words. The screams. He heard screams. Like me, maybe he heard my screams.

"I feel warm, from you, I used to be cold. But now I am so warm. It's funny, I never used to be able to feel anything, warmth, coldness, hot water from the shower, cold water from the rain, material. But I can feel your skin" He finished, his fingers began tracing circles again and he stared down on me, I lost myself in his stare. But I understood every word he said, I had that feeling, right now, the warmth that covered me was erupting from his hand that rested on my bare skin.

"You know what's going on don't you" I finally breathed out, letting my body relax even more against his. There was still a high anticipation, nervous nausea that was gripping me but I was lost in him.

"Can I take you out tonight?" He ignored my statement, instead letting his eyes sparkle with a type of hope I had only seen in my doctors eyes the other week when she told me I was getting better.

I couldn't answer, my body was a mess of emotions, I felt all this hope toward this boy I knew only a little about. Hope that he could help me, hope he could make me feel again. But there was also more than hope, he was twirling me into a mess, but it was a beautiful mess, I didn't mind that I was confused over him, because he made me feel like it would be ok. I liked him, I was falling hard for him and I couldn't stop myself.

As I stared at the boy led next me to I saw my emotions in his eyes, like he was mirroring me, but he suddenly sat up, his hand moving from its rested place upon my hip and his arm that lay underneath my head came out. He stopped; hovering over me he stroked my hair off my forehead.

"I'll be back, I need to talk to someone, wait for me tonight, I want to take you somewhere" And with that he jumped from the bed, I could hear him as he frantically pounded his way through the house and slammed the front door shut.

It didn't feel like the other times he left, it felt good, I knew he was coming back. I was filled with hope, apprehensive hope and the butterfly feeling of liking him. It was like the look in his eyes before he left lingered on me, keeping me warm and pain free. Why was I so better with him?

Emily suddenly appeared at my door, looking down at me with a worried look on her face.

"Are you ok, what happened?" She was bouncing Bobby on her hip, looking at me like Quil had run out on me again, he had, but he was coming back.

"I'm..perfect..I'm..happy, Emily, why does he make me feel this way?" I sat up, for once being able to push myself up with the force of a normal 19 year old.

"Isn't it magical" That was all she said before turning around and walking back down the stairs, and even though she had just confused me more I still felt unbelievable happy.

Sorry it's short but it was all I had time to write, I've been a bit hectic, I guess it's better than nothing right?

Anyway, next one will be up soon

. Review guys, you went from like 19 to like 8? How? Hahaha anyway, let me know what you think should happen next! Be nice though, I am trying not to rush it, but then I feel like it's got to the point where she needs to know soon :D So REVIEW!