The Boy Next Door

Chapter 21

"1 week left." I mutter into Blake's chest.

"I know."

"I really don't want to go."

"I know."

"Stop saying that."

"I kn- oh. Sorry."

"Your such an idiot. Your not even listening."

"Yes I am!"

"What was I talking about?"

"Ahhhh."

"Thought so."

"Sorry! I didn't sleep much last night!"

"Why?" I asked sitting up.

"My brother had some friends over. They didn't shut up till about 6 in the morning, then my parents got up and were making a lot of noise."

"Did you get any sleep?"

"Maybe like an hour... I don't really know."

"Oh that sucks."

"Really?" He asks sarcastically.

"Ok I'm gonna go home cause you obviously need more sleep, I'll see you later."

"No, Sam, I'm sorry."

"No. I'm serious. I'm in a bad mood and I'm afraid if you snap at me I'm gonna get snappy."

"Why are you snappy?"

"My dad decided to wake me up early to yell at me because I didn't put my cup in the dishwasher."

"Seems like we both need sleep."

"I need to stop getting yelled at."

"And sleep."

"Fine."

He kissed my forehead and smiled at me.

"You'll be fine, I promise."

I nod and close my eyes and lay my head back down. I feel his arm tighten around me and I feel safe and comfortable.

~~~~~~~~

"Blake! Someone's here to see you!" A voice yells up the stairs. I groan when a warm body moves from beneath me.

"Stay." I whine.

"I need to see who it is."

"But it's cold."

"I'll be back in a minute."

"Hurry."

I find a comfortable position and start to fall back asleep.

I'm almost asleep when I'm moved slightly and I feel Blake come beside me. I snuggle into him.

~~~~~~~~~

I woke up to the smell of steak.

"That smells good."

"Mhmm." We finally get out of his bed and go downstairs.

"That smells really good." I tell Mr. Timmons.

"Thank you, your staying for dinner right?" I nod. I help Blake set the table and then we are all seated and digging in.

"Are you all packed for London?" Mrs. Timmons asks me.

"Yes." I answer with no emotion.

"Are you excited?"

"Not really. I've never left the country before. Or been away from my family for this long, I'm not coming home for Christmas break."