Hey everyone! Sorry it took me a while to get chapter 2 up. I have decided to do shorter chapters for this story (shorter than the ones in my other story) and I am hoping that will help me get chapters up a bit faster. So, the length of this chapter will be about what the others will be going forward. ENJOY!

CHAPTER 2

Bellamy and I left medical and headed back to try and find Jordan. We found him sitting at the computer re-watching Monty and Harper's videos. I know it is stupid but I just realized Jordan lost his parents, the only two people he ever knew. Bellamy and I walked up behind him and instinctively both put a hand on his shoulder.

"I know how hard this must be for you Jordan. Bellamy and I have both lost parents."

"If you need some time before we wake everyone up that is okay with us." Bellamy added. He looked over at me and I gave him a small nod to agree with him.

"If you don't mind I would like some time alone. Maybe just a few hours? I can show you guys where the rooms are…"

Jordan was about to stand up but Bellamy held up a hand. "No need. We can find them. Just point us in the right direction."

Jordan pointed down one of the hallways. "Just take the second right and you will come to the hall with the sleeping quarters and bathrooms."

Bellamy and I both nodded without another word and walked in the direction Jordan had told us to.

"You know, for being asleep for a hundred and twenty-five years I am pretty tired." Bellamy said with a slight laugh.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I guess we should sleep for a bit before we wake the others. Who knows how much sleep we will get before we get settled on the new planet."

Bellamy and I chose two rooms across form eachother. After changing into a pair of black shorts and a white tank top; for some reason I was extremely warm, I laid on the small bed and stared up at the ceiling. It was extremely hard to wrap my mind around the fact that we had been in cryo for a hundred and twenty-five years. I was exhausted but couldn't fall asleep. I tossed and turned for a while longer before deciding to explore a bit.

I walked down the long hallway and saw a light coming from a room a little further up. Since I had nothing else to do I went to investigate. When I got to the doorway I immediately noticed that the small room was a bathroom, I saw Bellamy standing in front of the sink and mirror, wearing a pair of black sweatpants, he was shirtless. His hair was a bit damp so he must have taken a shower when he wasn't able to sleep. I leaned against the door frame and crossed my arms over my chest. Bellamy ran his hand up and down his beard while staring at it in the mirror.

"Tough decision, huh?"

Bellamy turned his head and laughed. "I guess you couldn't sleep either."

"No," I said with a laugh. "Way too much on my mind. Still trying to wrap my mind around the hundred twenty-five years thing." I paused. "So…are you going to shave it?"

Bellamy turned back to face the mirror. "I don't know." He said touching his beard again. "What do you think?"

"I don't know. I mean I don't hate it…but I do miss seeing your face."

Bellamy laughed then turned around. "Okay." He said. He took a couple steps closer to me and held his hand out, handing me his razor. "Here."

I looked between him and the razor and gave him a confused look. "Seriously?"

"Completely."

I hesitantly took the razor from Bellamy and walked over to the sink. The bathroom was small; a shower that looked barely big enough to turn around in, a toilet, and the sink surrounded by a tiny counter. I hopped up onto the counter and Bellamy stood in front of me between my legs. My legs were pressed against his thighs, he leaned in closer to me and placed his hands on either side of my thighs. I couldn't remember when the last time we were this close.

I spread the shaving cream over his face. I tried not to look into his eyes but he made that task difficult, the way he stared at me was like he was staring into my soul.

I finished covering his beard with the cream. "So, are you sure about this?" I asked holding up the razor.

Bellamy smiled. His eyes were always so expressive and I loved them when he smiled. "I'm sure."

"So what made you grow a beard?" I asked after making a few swipes with the razor.

"Ah see you do hate it." He said with a small laugh while I was rinsing off the razor.

I laughed. "No, I don't hate it." I paused. He looked sexy no matter what but he just didn't look like my Bellamy. "You just look different…and before you ask no, not a bad different." He laughed. "Hey, no laughing. Do you want to get cut?"

I could feel his intense gave again as I ran the razor across his skin. It was almost like I felt a pull to look into his eyes but I didn't. "Are you sure you know what you are doing?"

I laughed. "Isn't that something you should have maybe asked before you let me drag a blade across your face?" I paused and rinsed the razor again. "Besides, I do a pretty great job on my legs."

Bellamy ran his hand down my leg. The moment his hand left my skin I instantly wanted more. "Mmm I guess you did."

"There." I said as I leaned over and grabbed the blue hand towel that was hanging on the hook. I gently dabbed his face with the towel. "All set." I hopped off the counter, Bellamy was still extremely close so I felt my body slide against his on the way down. It felt like it happened in slow motion but was over too quick at the same time. Goosebumps stretched over my body and I instinctively crossed my arms over my chest.

"You cold?" Bellamy asked. Before I could answer he was reaching for his black hoodie that was hanging on the doorknob. "Here." While I pulled on his hoodie Bellamy walked over to the mirror and checked out my work. "Looks great. What do you think?" He turned around and smiled.

He looked like the old Bellamy again…my Bellamy. I took a couple steps closer to him then placed my hand on his cheek to feel his smooth skin. "I did a great job."

We stared at eachother for, well I am not sure how long. Maybe I was imagining it but I could have sworn his face was inching closer to mine.

"Hey guys." We both immediately threw our glances at the doorway where Jordan was standing. "Sorry." He said with a smile. "Whenever you are ready we can start waking them up."

"We're ready." I said. I let the sleeves of Bellamy's hoodie fall over my hands before crossing them over my chest.

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