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Chapter 11 - Nerf fight

Mia

I tried to open my eyes but it felt difficult.

I opened them somehow and the first thing I noticed was that my bed was very very comfortable.

My bed was not this comfortable as far as I remember.

There was this magnificent scent. This Cologne and this masculine scent were delicious.

Wait a minute, I'm a female. How is my bed scenting a male scent?

The next thing I noticed was when my vision became more clear was that this was NOT my room!

I looked down at myself. I was wearing a white t-shirt and some boxer shorts.

Okay, what the hell happened here?

There was a stinging pain in my head and I touched it to ease the pain. I found it was covered with a bandaid.

I remembered everything.

The boy, my necklace, the fight, James...

Wait a minute where is James?

I lifted my blanket to get up. Just then the door opened and James walked in.

"You are awake finally. Don't get up Doc said you need rest."

"What are you talking about?"

I said and continued to get up. But hissed in pain.

James rushed to my side.

"Why don't you listen?"

I looked at him but didn't say anything.

"You passed out in the alley and I had to bring you to my place because I couldn't find your keys. I think you dropped it somewhere. I called my Doc and he patched you up. He said you hit your head pretty bad so you need to rest."

"I'm locked out."

I whispered, my voice didn't sound like mine.

"I called someone but he couldn't open it he said you have some heavy bolts. We couldn't exactly kick open your door. So we have to wait for the professional, he's out of town. He'll be back on Monday though."

"Who undressed me?"

"I did."

"In my defense, I couldn't let a stranger see you naked now, could I?" He answered quickly when I glared at him.

Great now he has seen me butt naked and I'm in his clothes locked out of my house

Great, just great.

"I can't stay here. I will find a hotel or something."

"Do you have your wallet?"

"Um... Uh no. I'll do something about it."

"You will do what exactly?"

"That's none of your business. Thanks for helping me I'll pay you the doctor's bill soon."

"Oh please, friends help each other. Also, you can stay here, I don't mind. You need to rest. I've my weekend off. I'll take care of you."

"No."

"Why? What's the problem?"

"I can't trouble you."

"You won't. We'll have a blast here."

"I can't."

"Please."

"Where will I sleep?"

"In my bed."

"Excuse me?"

"Hey! You stay here I'll take the couch."

"Umm..."

"Please." He pleaded.

"Okay. But if you have any problem tell me and I'll go okay?"

"There won't be a problem."

"I want to use the bathroom."

"It's there."

He pointed towards a door.

I did my business and washed my face taking care of the bandaids. I took a breath and came out.

A delicious smell called me towards the kitchen and I followed the smell like a lovesick puppy.

"I cooked us lunch. I didn't know what you liked so I made spaghetti and meatballs."

"It smells lovely."

"Thanks. Please have a seat. This will be done soon."

I took a seat in the chair beside the platform. It was a high chair. He didn't have any special dinner table. It was small but systemically designed.

His kitchen was L-shaped. On the right side was a big window. He had a few potted plants placed there. Right below the window was the sink. On the left side was the stove and below it was the microwave. He had light bulbs decorated with glass as the lights. The walls were painted white. On the other side of the platform, he had placed two high stools. The kitchen had plenty of storage space.

I turned and looked around his house. It was the first time I was here.

His living room had a big and comfy-looking grey-colored couch and a big flat-screen TV. It also had a small bookcase beside it. I would love to check out his book collection. He had no coffee table but he had a side table which was on the left side of the couch. It was a mess. Keys, wallet, remote, another book, some bills, and whatnot. He had one black-colored lamp near the bookcase. On the opposite side was the wall with big glass windows.

Yeah, anyone can spy on him if he would forget to pull over the curtains.

I remembered his bedroom. It was cozy in there. His bed was really soft. I could sleep on it all day. Right from his mattress to his bedsheets to his pillows and finally, to his walls everything was the perfect blend of white, black, and grey. He had really gone with the whole black, white, and grey theme for his apartment. It looked good I must say.

In the balcony area, he had his study. It was small but the natural light coming in could really help in concentrating. A small but comfortable-looking study desk and chair were going well with the modern lamp that was placed on the table. On the corner wall, he had another bookshelf which was bigger than the one in his living room. From the balcony, he would be able to see the view below.

His apartment had an... powerful aura I must say. It was bold and I somehow felt safe in here than I did in my apartment which was a little weird. Whatever.

"It's still afternoon what should we do?" He asked me.

"I don't know, you suggest."

"I have Nerf. Wanna play?"

"You said that I need rest didn't you?"

"Umm... Okay, I have an idea."

"What worse can happen? Say."

He grinned like a kid.

"Well, we could play Nerf like we play hide and seek. You go hide, that way you won't take much stress, except worrying that I'll find you quickly."

"I won't worry, pretty boy."

"A nice nickname I like it."

"Shut up and continue with your idea." I shook my head.

"Okay, so you hide and I'll find you. We can have points. Who hits the most wins."

"Well, you do have some brains."

"Thanks for noticing."

I shrugged.

"Head, chest and back will have 10 points and anything else other than that will have 5 points deal?" I suggested.

"Deal."

"We'll start after lunch."

"It's ready. Come I have to prepare for your defeat party too. There's so much work."

We had our lunch at a rapid pace. I think we both were excited about kicking each other's ass.

"You cook well. I had a delicious meal after a very long time."

"Why, thank you, my lady. "

He did a dramatic bow.

"I'll go get my trusty weapons." He went into his bedroom.

He gave me 5 bullets and took 5 for himself. I loaded my gun and looked at him. He nodded at me to go hide.

"No peeking. If I see you cheating I'll not hesitate to.....Well, you'll see."

" You do know you look like a kitten while you are angry right?"

"I am a human female and I don't look like a kitten while being angry."

"You do, I'll click a picture for the proof wait."

He removed his phone and was about to click my photo when I snatched his phone.

Or at least tried to.

He removed his phone out of my reach and cocked his head.

I tried to get it out of his hold but that resulted in me coming very close to him.

He was tall and used this to his advantage and shook the phone above my head. He was teasing me!

"Give it here."

"Take it yourself."

He handed me and snatched it out just as my hand was going to reach his phone.

"You..!"

I jumped a bit, tried to pull on his arm, punch him on his chest but all was going in vain.

I used my deadly weapon.

"Hey... You can't... Tickle... Me"

"Hahahahaha no... Hahaha..... Don't do... That...."

Just as his hand was lowering down he took my hands in one of his and grabbed me by my waist towards him and stopped any more my movements with his.

I sucked in a breath but somehow I couldn't move.

Hey feet you have to move!!!

"I'm a Sergeant  sugar, no one can catch me off guard."

He kissed my cheek and let me go.

I huffed as he closed his eyes and started counting.

Okay, so this place is comparatively bigger than my apartment but still not large enough to have many places to hide.

Kitchen impossible, no place to hide.

I can't just hide behind the couch that would be too easy.

Not the bathroom, too predictable.

Not under the bed.

I looked at his closet and grinned.

I know the closet is still very predictable but I have to take this chance.

So I opened the door and looked at it.

His closet had divided into 3 parts. I could climb on the upper part and he wouldn't even know. Or at least it would take some time.

I was comparatively small so I climbed up and tucked myself behind his clothes and waited.

James

"Ready or not here I come."

I shouted and got up to search for her.

She's not stupid enough to hide in plain sight and this is my house, my territory of course she has no chance against me.

I am so ready to win.

I searched the kitchen, my living room, even opened the door and had a look in the hallway between her and my apartment.

I checked my bathroom too.

"Nope."

I checked under my bed.

"Nope."

Wait a minute James. How stupid are you?

Of course, she's hiding in the closet.

That was so simple!

I opened the closet door and was so excited to win.

"I win!"

I shouted to no one?

I looked around.

"Not here?"

"Man! Where is she even hiding?"

"I can't lose! This is my house for God's sake!"

Mia

His scent was all over this closet and it was not at all helping me.

No no, I take it back, this was my heaven.

No Mia, bad Mia this is not heaven this is hell.

No, it's not.

Shut up inner voice you are not helping.

I was just debating with myself when I heard footsteps approaching.

I heard something opening and closing two times.

It was time!

I prepared myself just then the door opened and James shouted in triumph.

"I win!"

Then it was quiet for a second.

"Not here?"

"Man! Where is she even hiding?"

"I can't lose! This is my house for God's sake!"

I tried so hard to control my laugh but a snort escaped me.

Time for action.

I threw his clothes on him which surprised him and just as he was removing his shirt from his head I shot all 5 of my shots.

One on his head above his shirt which he was struggling to remove.

3 just where his heart was and the last one on his stomach.

"Ow." He whined.

I laughed and jumped out of my hiding spot.

My plan worked yay! I patted his shoulder as he removed the shirt finally.

He looked so sad.

"I'm A SeRgEaNt SuGaR nO oNe CaTcH mE oFf GuArD."

I laughed so hard that my eyes were filled with tears.

"Ah, the sweet taste of victory."

I stepped out of the closet and was smiling like a Cheshire Cat.

I was in my own head because I didn't notice that I was stepping between his fallen clothes and was going to tumble.

My feet got stuck between his fallen clothes and I slipped.

"Ahh!"

I thought I was going to hit my head against the closet door when a solid pair of hands grabbed me.

James hold me tight against his muscular chest but even his leg got stuck in his clothes in the process of getting us up. He slipped too.

He quickly turned me above him in a way that I landed on top of him and he landed with a thud.

For a second none of us said anything.

"You took my fall. You didn't let me get hurt."

No one ever cared about me except Melissa and Mrs. Hunter.

"I couldn't let you get hurt."

He said sincerity dropping from his eyes and words.

"You care about me?"

"Of course I do."

"Why do you care?"

"I don't know."

I was speechless.

Why did he care?

"We should get up now. " I said.

"Yeah."

But none of us moved an inch.

I could feel his strong body against mine.

I could feel his slightly uneven breaths. I think my breath was a little more uneven than his.

His hard body somehow felt so comfortable.

His touch against my waist was sending electricity all over my body.

I was laying above him for a few more seconds which felt like an eternity. His hand came and rested against my cheek. Against my will, I leaned into his touch. He stroked my cheek and I felt a shiver run down my spine. He cupped my face and I froze.

His steel-blue eyes held me captive. This captivation was so delightful.

"You have no idea how beautiful you are." He stroked my cheek again.

I found my face heating up.

Let me tell you that never happened to me.

I didn't know what to do here.

He leaned in and my eyes widened.

He kissed my cheek and then my forehead.

I was sure my eyes were wide as large dinner plates. Because it would not be right to compare them with saucers.

His hand against my waist tightened and he said,

"Ah, the sweet taste of victory."

He parroted my words just like I had done a few minutes ago.

He shifted me so that he could get up.

I was still mesmerized by him.

What was happening???