Sencored

Chapter Seven (7)

Sencers p.o.v

"Noah..." I patted his arm trying to stretch. "Noah." I whined.

"Five more minutes." he grumbled into my hair, tightening his arms around my midsection.

"But... I... OK." I grumbled, trying to turn around in his arms, but he tightened his grip on me.

"Mhm," He mumbled.

I laid there mushed to his chest, my leg forced to be propped onto his, and my hands resting on his chest as he held me tighter. I honestly dont know how we got into this position.

"Are you honestly awake right now?" he groaned, rolling back over. I giggled nodding. "Thats just terrible." He groaned once again. Flipping himself back over wrapping his arms around me again. "So... What did my mom say?" He paused, looking at me. "Or not." He smiled at me.

"She just said something about the doctors." I grumbled, sneaking a peak at his eyes, they had a mixture of emotions shown. I knew he was angry that was for sure, and it kind of worried me, even though he kept himself composed yesterday. "I... Im sorry," I winced, trying to move away from him. "I... I n... Need to... Um, use the... W... Washroom," I stuttered lamely. Scrambling to get off the bed.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Noah pipped reaching over to me and pulling me back. "I know you dont have to," He said in my ear, rubbing my back. "Did he... Did he do more than touch you?" He asked cautiously.

"N... No." I whimpered, holding my face.

He sighed in relief, "Im sorry, I didnt mean to upset you." He spoke calmly, putting his hands on the side of my face. I nodded, going to lay down again, Im exhausted. "Im going to... Ill be right back." he grumbled. Sobs left my throat as he got off the bed, he was going to leave me just like everybody else. Once he leaves me, he'll come back acting all 'Normal' take me home, and then never talk to me again.

And the sad part is, I always let them leave. But I oddly didnt want Noah to leave me, even though I do have a little crush on him, I feel like theres something more.

"I... But..." I shut myself up from the witty phrase, and got up to go and follow him, only ending up wrapped in the blankets and falling face first off the bed. "Eek!" I yelped only to get stopped half way through the fall, he grabbed me pulling me up by the armpits.

"I honestly dont know what to say," He sighed, looking everywhere but me. "I dont like seeing you cry, and Im so confused with a whole bunch of things, Ive talking to my mom about it, and... Ugh. I dont know." He grumbled leaning forward and slipping his head to rest between my neck. I bit my lip, moving my head over so it didnt looked so, relationshipish. "Im not going to let anybody hurt you, ever, as long as Im alive, kay?" He pulled back, looking between my eyes, I blushed deeply. I hated my eyes, thats the main reason I got bullied about.

How one is freakishly bigger than the other. And I hated when people looked at them too. Mentally frowning, I tilted my head another way, breaking our eye contact.

"C... Can you n... Not do t... That?" I asked.

"Do what?"

"L... Look at m... Me."

"Why? Maybe I like looking at you." He chuckled, I stiffened as he still held me in his arms. He just involuntarily called my pretty right? I did my best to keep my mouth closed. He grabbed my chin lightly, pulling me to look at him, but I didnt, its like every time I look at him I just look and dont want to pull away. Then I look like a creepy fag. But, then again. I am a fag. "Sencer." He whined stretching out the 'r'.

Rolling my eyes, I looked at him.

He smiled proudly as he got me to look at him, then faded as we just stared at each other.