Here is another chapter. Sorry I haven't posted as often as usual.
I woke up the next morning and something wasn't right. I remembered falling asleep next to Erik but I didn't feel him lying next to me. I sat up and looked around. After a moment I saw something on the floor. I looked over and tried to suppress a giggle.
Erik was fast asleep next to the bed. He must have been so out of it that he didn't even feel himself fall and I must have been so tired that I hadn't heard him fall either. I leand over the edge and rubbed his back.
"Erik, wake mon Ange." I paused for a moment he felt very cold and stiff. I jumped out of bed and rushed to his side. Luckily, he was still breathing he was just absolutely freezing.
"Erik!" I shook him. His eyes slowly opened and he shivered.
"Damn." He said as he raised his hand to his head. He propped himself up and looked around. "Why am I on the ground?" I giggled and hugged him trying to warm him up.
"You fell." He gave me a surprised look and I helped him back in the bed. I crawled in next to him and he wrapped himself in the blanket trying to get warm.
"I-I shouldn't," His face turned red as he looked at me. I realized he was embarrassed that he was in bed with me. "Dare I ask what happened last night?" He looked down at his hands. I shook my head.
"You got extremely drunk and fell asleep in here. Other than that nothing happened." He sighed with relief and suddenly his hand shot up to his face. I brushed my hand against his cheek. He slowly dropped his hand and looked at me.
"What?" I asked. He looked at me and leand over. He brought his lips to mine and kissed me softly. His lips moved slowly from my mouth to my cheek then he stopped. I looked at him longingly and leand in and kissed his deformed cheek repeatedly.
"Emily, I really shouldn't be in here." He smiled and kissed my lips gently. As he went to get up I grabbed his wrist pulling him toward me.
"Erik," I looked down, He placed his finger under my chin and tilted my head to look at him.
"What is it Cherie?" His eyes were full of love. I pulled him toward me and pressed my lips against his. He pulled away. "Emily I-I," I interrupted him.
"You what, you can't kiss your fiancé?" He frowned.
"No. But if I start," he sighed and cupped my face in his hands. "I won't be able to stop myself." I looked at him and felt his hands fall from my face. Before he could attempt to get up I jumped on him and push him back on the bed.
I giggled as I whispered into his ear, "Fine we won't start then." He smiled and wrapped his arms around me. My elbow brushed his side as I tried to adjust myself in his arms. He laughed and I gave him a mischievous look.
Erik's POV
She looked at me with a wicked grin. "So the oh so scary opera ghost is ticklish!" She yelled like a child. I tried to push her off of me but before I knew it her hands were flying up and down my sides. I laughed for a moment then tossed her on the bed.
She screamed and tried to get up but I pulled her back gave her a taste of her own medicine. After a moment of laughter she cried out. "Erik! Stop!" She said between giggles. "Have mercy!" I stopped and sat up.
She caught her breath and starred at me. "God Erik." She laughed and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Remind me not to do that again." I smiled and kissed her. She leand into my kiss and returned it. To my horror I wasn't able to control myself any longer and she didn't seem to understand why I was so upset after words.
Wow they did it! God I have such a great idea for this story but im not giving it away yet! Reviews please, and merci.