He raised his head at me, his eyes hard. I felt cold sweat run down my back as if he was reading me inside out. Plopping his head back again he said nonchalantly. "I'm not leaving yet,"
"What?" I asked to make sure.
"You heard me. I said I'm not leaving yet. I paid for two hours with you,"
"What do you mean you paid?" I asked incredulously.
"Fifty dollars per hour. Tiberius," he said. Great, I'd forgotten I had a cheap brother.
"Well I'm sorry, you and I never had such a transaction. You had it with Tiberius so go and spend the remaining time with him," I said, annoyed. He didn't budge or move. Stepping closer to have a close look on why he was so still, I discovered him dozing.
"Wake up you bones," I shouted comically. He still didn't budge. Then I employed a tactic. "Hey it's the apocalypse. It's the end of the world and we're all gonna die!!!" He still didn't budge. Frustrated and grimly determined to get his ass off my poor futon, I set to work with his legs. Taking a deep breath, I lifted one and boy.... It was like a concrete brick. How far could he possibly run to gain him such muscles and veins? They were just so much. I heaved and breathed like a cow in Labour and just when I decided to give up the scrum cackled. "You have to try harder minnow,"
"I'm not a ah-" I trailed off when he swiftly sat up and brought me down with him. He began to cackle and I'd forever regret my next move, I looked into his eyes. Oh a fool..I fricken stared into them as they evinced the brightest source of light. I'd never seen him smile, or laugh; he was always so serious and down to earth and now, being exposed to this side of him I can't begin to imagine how wrong everyone had been. He was serious and businesslike, yes but he could also be charming and friendly. I don't know, since I met him there's been this magnet that he used on me that draws me closer to him. I'd never have thought how things could change within such short notice.
"Stare much? " he smirked adorably at me. I shake my head vigorously, frowning." You know I'm gorgeous right? And you'll just keep falling each time I'm around"
Talk about sass.
I tried getting off him, but the brute won't budge. His enormous biceps begotten from long hours in the gym really did a good work pinning me down to him. I yelped as he flipped us over with me beneath him. Writhing I smacked his arms repeatedly. "Get off me you fat doughnut"
He caught my first, smirking as my eyes narrowed. As if on impulse, I threw the other fist which he still caught with his other hand. Wriggling I cried out. "Please let me go"
"Don't you like this position? I mean isn't it something we could just get used to? "
"Now I've thought of it, you know just what else we could get used to?"
"What?"
"This," I raised my left knee up and hit him where it hurts the most.
"Mierdi!"
I eyes narrowed in panic at the sight of David's bulk figure rolling on the floor, cursing and moaning out profanities. I must have been too extreme to kick him hard at the balls like that but that was the only thing I could come up with to get him to leave. God help me that I didn't damage it and put an end to his lineage.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to," I said solemnly squatting to check how really hurt he was. His red overall was heavily stained with dust and dirt, well I didn't mop my room last Saturday. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine but-oh fuck!! You really kick hard!" he screamed excruciatingly. Clumping a palm on his mouth, I begged." Please don't scream like that. My stepmother will be here every moment. He groaned getting up and fixing a glare on his gorgeous face. "What was that for? You almost rendered me impotent,"
Wish I had though.
"Huh? What was that you said?" His brows knotted together in confusion.
Oops I said that out loud.
"Um"I said getting up. The sight of both of us squatted like that could amount to something I'd always been against. He could get teasy again and try to kiss me. The brute. "Ever heard of forgive and forget?"
"You should talk," he glared at me annoyed. As usual I'm the one at fault and also the same one that try to play it down. Suddenly remembering just who he was a cold fear swept all over me. "Don't you know I could sue you for attempted damage to my balls?"
Hastily folding Merton's sweaty jerseys and stylishly mixing them with my laundry, I retorted. "You should hear yourself. Don't you think you're too perverted for your own good?" gosh guys really have no shame at all. Yeah I'm a guy but also a limited edition.
"And what evidence do you have to assert I did that to you? You're not even allowed to be here in the first place and I could sue you also," Yeah I could. In my grave, after Aunt Lindsey pounds me to death after she finds out I allowed the two schools hot headed jocks into my room.
"Believe me when I say that I have just what it takes to prove you wrong" I felt his teasing eyes on my back as I worked my way, arranging whatever wasn't in place. Merton' absence was really starting to scare me because he's nowhere in sight.
"You look tensed," he comments watching me closely. I was tensed. Tensed because He was still here and even if he leaves Aunt Lindsey might catch Merton. So it's a two way catch.
"How do you know that, it's not like you're in my head or something," I bent and picked up his gleaming boots. "And please get going, it's past four already"
He smirked as I turned to get to other things. Gosh, I can't stand him being here. It was simply unbelievable if anyone had told me a week ago that this week and day, the almighty David Anderson would be half lying sprawled on my unmoped room.
"I could get used to this," he breaths out standing up. I didn't notice his cunning movement behind me and that was why I screamed mama when upon turning and his heavenly face graced my eyes.
Tipping over my heels, I closed my eyes, ready for the contact my back would have with the ground. Minutes later it never came, instead a lush strawberry scent wafted up my nose. Timidly raising a lid, I caught David just in time as he tipped his lips way much closer to mine.
Oh god.
"Ahh!!" I screamed pathetic as I felt his goddamm saliva trail down my cheeks. That singular habit of his to always lick me made my stomach churn.
"Brute!" I said calmly as I stood up and peeped through the door to see if he was already gone. Sighing in relief that he was nowhere in sight, I walked over to the toilet and the first thing that caught my eyes were Merton's heavenly physique.
Oh god, I could feel my cheeks burning right now. He was just so perfect, with tight abs and sleek blonde locks that water currently rippled out from. His green eyes fixed on me, causing my pink blush to increase in folds.
"Where the heck were you, I thought you've left," I managed to scream even though within I'm as scared as hell. There's something about his gaze that says 'fear me' and I can't quite put a finger on it.