The devil to his angel

Chapter 5 (Levia Pov)

As I done up the last button of his white shirt I felt goosebumps take my skin, something about wearing his clothes felt like butterflies over my skin

The orange pumpkin boxers and white shirt was very much my look, I nibbled my lip a little before turning the door handle and stepping out

"Ta da" I laughed a little as I did sort of jazz hands and held a wide smile

He looked me up and down and I noticed how his eyes lingered on my legs then the top of the shirt in which I'd left the very top two buttons undone, for my own comfort due to the fact I wasn't a fan of things hugging my neck

I flashed him a smile before flopping onto the sofa, picking up my cereal
"Thank you"

I tipped the cereal slightly as I held it up almost as if I was tipping a hat when it fell to the ground, I froze before shooting up, accidentally stepping on a piece of the shattered bowl

"fuck!" I grunted out as he rushed over to me

"Hey, it's okay-" then he spotted the piece of bowl sticking out my foot
"Sit down" his voice was concerned, it was softer and his eyes looked almost kinder as he rushed into his bathroom

I noticed some blood dripping onto the floor, yikes

When he came back out he smiled softly at me,
"This is going to hurt I'm really sorry"
He took my hand
"Squeeze it, if it hurts too bad"

I simply nodded as he began to slowly pull the piece of bowl out, It didn't hurt too bad but i still lightly squeezed his hand as he began to wrap a bandage around my foot

"How do I explain this all to my Dad" I flung my head back as I listened to him begin to clean up
"Do you need a hand?"

"No, you're injured" his head tilted up from the floor

I simply nodded with a smile before going back to figuring out what to do

As he helped me into the car, I gave him a gracious smile

He done my seatbelt for me before sliding into the front seat and starting his car up

"Nice car" he didn't respond, okay rude, I thought we had been getting somewhere but I guess not

When we arrived back at mine it was still pretty early

"The window!" I exclaimed pointing up
"That's how I'll sneak in"

All I heard was a chuckle
"I doubt your foot would allow that"
Right my foot, great, now how would I sneak in

"Look we'll just walk in the door and explain you went for a run earlier and you fell and hurt yourself and that I seen you and helped bring you back back hell best case scenario no one hears you"

I simply nodded agreeing with Antoine as we parked just outside, he slid out, coming around to slowly help me out

We snuck up the door and slowly opened it, looking around Antoine nodded giving me a signal that no one was downstairs

"Okay I've got it from here don't worry" I nodded a little weary of my own suggestion, I could feel his eyes on me as I made my way slowly and semi-painfully up the stairs

I managed to sneak into my room and collapse onto my bed, forgetting all about the fact I was still in Antoine shirt and boxers

I let myself begin to fall asleep before I heard a knock "go away"

"Don't be rude" Shit it was Alexei, I shot up, climbing under the covers quickly, in a horrible attempt to hide my foot and make it look like I'd just woken up

"Fine come in" that's when the door opened and a 6ft 2 shadow covered one wall of my room

"I know you left last night and i also know you just got in, so don't bullshit me, were you with the Smirnov twins?"

"What no!? I was at a uh you know study thing" I knew he knew I was lying but I may as well try

"And at this study session you stole someone shirt?"

Shit Antoine shirt,
"Uhhh" I was at a loss for words before grinning "it's father's, I wanted to look professional

"I know it's not father's because it's missing the embroidered initials and its more wrinkled than Aunt J"

He stepped closer to the bed as he spoke, he ripped the cover off of me
"AHA!blood on your foot! I knew it was you"

"What did you do?" His eyebrow was arched so far it almost reached his hairline

"Nothing, I hit my foot a couple nights ago in the kitchen, I must've reopened the wound" I wasn't the best liar when it came to on the spot lying especially when it came to Alexei, even growing up I was intimated by him

"Antoine" was all he said before walking out

He couldn't have known Where I'd been