O'Malley's Sister

Chapter 23

It was now somewhere around one, and all thr boys were up, and in our room.

Well, all except Alex.

When Jamie came over I asked him if Alex was asleep and he told me that he was, as far as he knew.

Id gone with Van to get cups of tea and coffee for everyone.

It was a bit difficult to old the cups with my shaking hands as we went up and down the elevator.

Van couldn't quite comfort me like Alex had.

The boys all sat around and rubbed their heads, with the Tele on softly in the background.

I stared at Matt and Jamie, who were laying half way on one another in a lump on the bed.

Their hands were over their eyes.

Nick was sitting up, but he had grabbed one of those sleep eye covers and he was wearing it as he fiddled with his cup.

Van was laying on the couch, staring at the wall and occasionally taking sips of his drink.

"Someone should go check on Al..." Matt mumbled.

"I'll do it. Seems I'm the only one here without a headache." I teased.

The boys made laugh noises and Van simply looked over to me.

I got up and made my way over to Jamie.

His key card was sticking out his front pockey, so I reached forward and grabbed it, to which he jerked forward.

"You scared me!" He whined.

I just giggled and made my way to the table, grabbing one of the cups of untouched tea and holding it in my hands as I left our room, to go to his.

I was there in a second, opening the door and knocking on it softly as I peaked in.

"Come in..." His deep voice was groggy and raspy... Also quite deep.

I slowly stepped in, spotting Alex on his bed, his arm laid over his eyes.

I looked at the balcony doors, where the curtain was open.

The sun was pouring in and I thought that it must feel miserable.

I quickly walked over and closed it.

It became fairly dim in the room.

I then gazed over at Alex, who seemed to stir at the light change in the room.

He looked up lazily and i took in his sleepy appearance.

His green plaid bottoms, which were much like my own, and a white t shirt were on him.

His hair was disheveled.

"Hey, nappa." I said, walking over to his bedside.

His eyes followed me as I walked.

"Hey, Sarah." He murmured.

"I brought you a cup of tea." I said.

He moved over, "Sit down,"

I sat on the bed and he sat up a bit, taking the tea.

"Cheers." He said as he took a sip.

As he swallowed it, he let out an overdramatically content sigh, and his shoulders relaxed.

I felt a small smile tug at my lips as I watched this happen.

"Where is everyone?" He asked as he rubbed his eyes.

"In our room." I replied.

"Mm..."

"What time is it?" He asked.

"Around noonish. Almost one." I replied.

He groaned.

"I don't want to get up." He whined.

"You don't have to. You havent been sleeping that long, and the boys are practically swamped." I said.

He nodded and finished off the tea.

He set the empty cup down on the night table and began to lay back down.

"I'll leave you to it then-"

I began to get up but he grabbrd my wrist.

I looked at him and he just pulled my wrist more.

"Alex?" I said.

He made a noise and kept pulling me.

"Stay." He whined.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and attempted to pull me further back on the bed.

"Just come 'ere!" He whined again.

I let him pull me into a lying position.

He held me in his arms as he burried his face by the top of my head.

I gulped and held still.

Was this actually happening?

Had Alex Turner just pulled me to lay down with him?

"What are you doing?" I murmured.

"Jus' stay with me, 'ere. It'll help me fall asleep." His tired voice was getting quiet and quickly fading out and slurring as sleep began to take him over.

I sighed and let him hold me.

This was nice.

I enjoyed this.

But it killed me.

I loved the way his warmth radiated throughout me.

I loved the way his breath was steady and deep.

I loved how his arm wrapped around me.

I loved how cute he was.

I love how comforted I felt.

I hated that I couldn't admit my feelings to him.

I hated how I couldn't just do this all the time.

I hated how... I didnt even know anymore.

I pushed my thoughts out of my head, taking deep breaths and relaxing in his arms.

Suddenly, his phone rang from the night table.

I turned and lifted my head to look at it.

' Incoming call from AM '

AM?

"Ignore it." He murmured.

I watched it and as the notification faded out, I noticed that he had a few missed calls from this number, and even a few texts.

I wondered who thia was, but i didn't want to snoop.

I decided to take something of a risk, and I turned on my side, burying my face in his neck.

His arm came around me further and he actually hugged me. He held me tight to him for a moment, he inhaled, and exhaled as he let me go, keeping his arm around me.

I closed my eyes for a moment, really letting it sink in as to where I was.

Then I opened my eyes because I still couldn't believe this.

I was laying with the love of my life.

I moved my head downwards and i felt him place his chin on top my head.

I want to do this a lot.

But, something tells me I won't.