Have you ever woken up to someone in your bed? I know I certainly never had. I was used to the twins waking me up and dragging me to their room, but no one was ever in my bed. Ever. So when I woke up with an arm around me trapping me to my bed the first thing I did was freak out and start beating the arm's owner. It wasn't until a black eye and a groin kick later that I realized the voice telling me to stop was Pitch's.

"What are you doing in my bed?!" I shrieked at him.

"I…I…" He had no actual reason.

"You left! What made you think it was a good idea to come back! Let alone sleep in my bed! What if my parents came back!? You have any idea?" I said knowing my dad would've freaked out worse than me. "Or even the twins came in here! If they had a nightmare?!"

"They wouldn't have had any." Pitch said in a matter-of-fact tone that I really just wanted to hit him for. So I threw my pillow at him, not the best decision in the world, but it felt worth it at the time. "I wanted to make sure you were safe."

"Safe? I'm in my bedroom! How much safer can I be? You could've slept on the couch like a normal person! Or better yet gone home! Like an even normaler person! How the hell did you get into the house anyway?!" I said knowing I locked everything up. I was paranoid about those things.

"It's complicated."

I rolled my eyes. "Of course. You're the boogeyman." 'I just had to fall in love with the boogeyman.' I thought or at least I thought I did until he said this.

"You love me?" Pitch commented his expression was somewhere between shock, fear, joy, and pain.

"Please tell me I didn't say that out loud." I wanted nothing more than my pillow back to bury my head in. I was overly embarrassed. I just admitted what my heart keeps telling me that I'm in love with this immortal being. I didn't want to be. I really didn't want to be. I wanted to just graduate college, find a nice man, marry and have some kids. Be normal not to be what ever this was with Pitch.

"Say it again." Pitch said his expression changed to one of determination and disbelief.

"No." I said turning away. I didn't want to say it again. It was embarrassing. I only ever said it to my family. I hardly ever said it to anyone else including my friends. How could I have expressed it to just one person? I told it to Pitch not even thinking not even in a romantic place. This is not how I ever wanted to confess attraction to anyone. I had plans I had so many plans and Pitch just threw a wrench in all of that.

"Please." His voice sounded strained. "Say it again." A hand went on my shoulder squeezing it gently.

I took a few deep breaths. I really didn't want to say it again. Especially since I didn't mean to say it in the first place, but I was going to. I just couldn't seem to say no to him. I don't know why I should hate him not love him. He was the man that made me fearful of so much, but here I was confessing not only attraction to the guy but loving him. I just kissed the boy for the first time a couple of days ago and here I was in love with him! I think I needed to get my head checked out. I must be going insane. There had to be something wrong with me. I didn't do things like this. I never did anything like this ever, yet here I was about to say one thing that I never meant to say in the first place.

"Please, Genevieve." Pitch said.

I turned taking one last deep breath. I didn't want to say it but for some reason couldn't say no. "I love you." I said barely above a whisper. I didn't know what I expected, but it certainly wasn't a tight hug and what sounded to me like almost a sob. I wasn't sure if he was actually sobbing or not. Maybe it was the black eye I gave him. Maybe I was just delusional, but whatever it was Jack, Candy, Pandora, and Delgado ruined the moment when they came into my room.

"I want cereal." Candy said sitting on my bed while rubbing her eyes. She wasn't fully awake yet, but would be very soon.

"What happened to your eye?" Jack asked Pitch. "Did you get in a fight? Did you win?"

"Why is there a boy in your room?" Candy asked me.

I knew what I had to do…. distract them with food. "Who wants pancakes?" I asked getting out of bed and heading towards the door having both siblings' hands.

"I want cereal." Candy reminded me.

"I want toast!" Jack said tugging my hand.

"Toast and cereal coming right up." I said smiling. Thank god they'd forgotten about Pitch being in my room. I dodged a bullet.

A/N: Well it's my birthday and I decided that you all need a small present since I get some too. Hope you enjoyed it.

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