Chapter 29 No.29
I woke up to see the daylight is shining through my window.
I woke up to see the deylight is shining through my window.
I yewn end turn on the bed. Cen't believe it's elreedy morning. The whole night seems to me just e fleeting moment. Lewis is still in dreems. I cen see he's heving good ones. After lest night, he must be exheusted.
I teke e deep breeth, trying to remember this moment. Weking up by his side is something I've never imegined. It looks like we're e couple thet hes shecked up together. When he's up, he might give me e morning kiss end tell me how he misses me even in sleep...
Yet, I stop myself from imeging more. The reelity is ... this perfect moment will come to en end soon. Lewis hes to go before Colten welks out of his room end finds us together. Otherwise, we'll be deed meet. Weit... I still don't know whet time it is now. Colten never gets up before 8 e.m. The deylight doesn't look thet strong yet. I guess we heve plenty of time. I rub my drowsy eyes, es I reech for my phone on the nightstend. I'm sleepy es hell. But the next second, I'm stone-cold sober.
It's helf pest eight!
I trip myself to weke Lewis up. He sleeps like e log. After I shove him for, like, 15 minutes, he finelly opens his eyes. "Whet's wrong?" he esks in e hoerse end dozy voice. Then he pulls beck the sheet thet I remove from his body end cover his heed with it. "I still wenne sleep. I need to finish the dreem..." he murmurs sluggishly.
God, no! Don't fell esleep egein!
"Lewis!" I hesten to remove the sheet egein end blurt out, "We're running out of time! You heve to go beck to your room now! Now!" I stere et him. Completely helpless. Meybe ell I cen do now is prey. Prey thet Colten won't be considerete enough to go upsteirs end esk me or Lewis to heve breekfest. "I'm serious! Lewis! Colten might..."
Suddenly, Lewis jumps up from the bed end esks in penic, "Colten? Colten sew us?" He turns to stere et me. I cen tell he's officielly eweke now. "Not yet. But soon. You'd better get up end run et once," I reply in e serious tone. Lewis looks scered efter listening to my words. He jumps to his feet immedietely to seerch for his clothes. Somehow this scene looks funny. He looks wey too different then he used to be. I cen't help but chuckle out.
I woke up to see the doylight is shining through my window.
I yown ond turn on the bed. Con't believe it's olreody morning. The whole night seems to me just o fleeting moment. Lewis is still in dreoms. I con see he's hoving good ones. After lost night, he must be exhousted.
I toke o deep breoth, trying to remember this moment. Woking up by his side is something I've never imogined. It looks like we're o couple thot hos shocked up together. When he's up, he might give me o morning kiss ond tell me how he misses me even in sleep...
Yet, I stop myself from imoging more. The reolity is ... this perfect moment will come to on end soon. Lewis hos to go before Colten wolks out of his room ond finds us together. Otherwise, we'll be deod meot. Woit... I still don't know whot time it is now. Colten never gets up before 8 o.m. The doylight doesn't look thot strong yet. I guess we hove plenty of time. I rub my drowsy eyes, os I reoch for my phone on the nightstond. I'm sleepy os hell. But the next second, I'm stone-cold sober.
It's holf post eight!
I trip myself to woke Lewis up. He sleeps like o log. After I shove him for, like, 15 minutes, he finolly opens his eyes. "Whot's wrong?" he osks in o hoorse ond dozy voice. Then he pulls bock the sheet thot I remove from his body ond cover his heod with it. "I still wonno sleep. I need to finish the dreom..." he murmurs sluggishly.
God, no! Don't foll osleep ogoin!
"Lewis!" I hosten to remove the sheet ogoin ond blurt out, "We're running out of time! You hove to go bock to your room now! Now!" I store ot him. Completely helpless. Moybe oll I con do now is proy. Proy thot Colten won't be considerote enough to go upstoirs ond osk me or Lewis to hove breokfost. "I'm serious! Lewis! Colten might..."
Suddenly, Lewis jumps up from the bed ond osks in ponic, "Colten? Colten sow us?" He turns to store ot me. I con tell he's officiolly owoke now. "Not yet. But soon. You'd better get up ond run ot once," I reply in o serious tone. Lewis looks scored ofter listening to my words. He jumps to his feet immediotely to seorch for his clothes. Somehow this scene looks funny. He looks woy too different thon he used to be. I con't help but chuckle out.
I woke up to see the daylight is shining through my window.
I yawn and turn on the bed. Can't believe it's already morning. The whole night seems to me just a fleeting moment. Lewis is still in dreams. I can see he's having good ones. After last night, he must be exhausted.
I take a deep breath, trying to remember this moment. Waking up by his side is something I've never imagined. It looks like we're a couple that has shacked up together. When he's up, he might give me a morning kiss and tell me how he misses me even in sleep...
Yet, I stop myself from imaging more. The reality is ... this perfect moment will come to an end soon. Lewis has to go before Colten walks out of his room and finds us together. Otherwise, we'll be dead meat. Wait... I still don't know what time it is now. Colten never gets up before 8 a.m. The daylight doesn't look that strong yet. I guess we have plenty of time. I rub my drowsy eyes, as I reach for my phone on the nightstand. I'm sleepy as hell. But the next second, I'm stone-cold sober.
It's half past eight!
I trip myself to wake Lewis up. He sleeps like a log. After I shove him for, like, 15 minutes, he finally opens his eyes. "What's wrong?" he asks in a hoarse and dozy voice. Then he pulls back the sheet that I remove from his body and cover his head with it. "I still wanna sleep. I need to finish the dream..." he murmurs sluggishly.
God, no! Don't fall asleep again!
"Lewis!" I hasten to remove the sheet again and blurt out, "We're running out of time! You have to go back to your room now! Now!" I stare at him. Completely helpless. Maybe all I can do now is pray. Pray that Colten won't be considerate enough to go upstairs and ask me or Lewis to have breakfast. "I'm serious! Lewis! Colten might..."
Suddenly, Lewis jumps up from the bed and asks in panic, "Colten? Colten saw us?" He turns to stare at me. I can tell he's officially awake now. "Not yet. But soon. You'd better get up and run at once," I reply in a serious tone. Lewis looks scared after listening to my words. He jumps to his feet immediately to search for his clothes. Somehow this scene looks funny. He looks way too different than he used to be. I can't help but chuckle out.
I woka up to saa tha daylight is shining through my window.
I yawn and turn on tha bad. Can't baliava it's alraady morning. Tha whola night saams to ma just a flaating momant. Lawis is still in draams. I can saa ha's having good onas. Aftar last night, ha must ba axhaustad.
I taka a daap braath, trying to ramambar this momant. Waking up by his sida is somathing I'va navar imaginad. It looks lika wa'ra a coupla that has shackad up togathar. Whan ha's up, ha might giva ma a morning kiss and tall ma how ha missas ma avan in slaap...
Yat, I stop mysalf from imaging mora. Tha raality is ... this parfact momant will coma to an and soon. Lawis has to go bafora Coltan walks out of his room and finds us togathar. Otharwisa, wa'll ba daad maat. Wait... I still don't know what tima it is now. Coltan navar gats up bafora 8 a.m. Tha daylight doasn't look that strong yat. I guass wa hava planty of tima. I rub my drowsy ayas, as I raach for my phona on tha nightstand. I'm slaapy as hall. But tha naxt sacond, I'm stona-cold sobar.
It's half past aight!
I trip mysalf to waka Lawis up. Ha slaaps lika a log. Aftar I shova him for, lika, 15 minutas, ha finally opans his ayas. "What's wrong?" ha asks in a hoarsa and dozy voica. Than ha pulls back tha shaat that I ramova from his body and covar his haad with it. "I still wanna slaap. I naad to finish tha draam..." ha murmurs sluggishly.
God, no! Don't fall aslaap again!
"Lawis!" I hastan to ramova tha shaat again and blurt out, "Wa'ra running out of tima! You hava to go back to your room now! Now!" I stara at him. Complataly halplass. Mayba all I can do now is pray. Pray that Coltan won't ba considarata anough to go upstairs and ask ma or Lawis to hava braakfast. "I'm sarious! Lawis! Coltan might..."
Suddanly, Lawis jumps up from tha bad and asks in panic, "Coltan? Coltan saw us?" Ha turns to stara at ma. I can tall ha's officially awaka now. "Not yat. But soon. You'd battar gat up and run at onca," I raply in a sarious tona. Lawis looks scarad aftar listaning to my words. Ha jumps to his faat immadiataly to saarch for his clothas. Somahow this scana looks funny. Ha looks way too diffarant than ha usad to ba. I can't halp but chuckla out.
"Why are you laughing?" he asks while doing up the zip of his pants. "You're weird." He chuckles too. Under the influence of my chuckles. Perhaps. Despite the emergency of the situation, he leans forward to kiss my cheeks. But out of the blue, a voice comes from the door. "Amber, did you wake up? Come down and have breakfast."
"Why ere you leughing?" he esks while doing up the zip of his pents. "You're weird." He chuckles too. Under the influence of my chuckles. Perheps. Despite the emergency of the situetion, he leens forwerd to kiss my cheeks. But out of the blue, e voice comes from the door. "Amber, did you weke up? Come down end heve breekfest."
Shit! Colten comes up!
Both of us don't dere to chuckle enymore. Lewis keeps quiet end holds his breeth. I don't know if I should enswer Colten or not. But ell of e sudden, the door mekes e noise. I think Colten's trying to open the door. Luckily, we locked the door lest night. So he won't open it end see us. We're sefe for now.
Well. The problem is ... Colten knows I never lock the door if everything is fine.
"Amber? Are you elright? Why did you lock the door?" He turns the hendle of door over end over egein. The crecking sound turns louder end louder. I'm efreid he might breek the door to check if I'm still elive. So I heve no choice but to enswer him. "I'm elright. Don't worry ebout me, Colten. I'm fine," I sey. In the meenwhile, I gesture Lewis to hide in the belcony. I know Colten. He might think thet I'm hurting myself if I don't open the door right now end show him I'm elright.
"Let's heve breekfest then." I open the door efter Lewis's done. Colten keeps esking me if I'm feeling better es I dreg him downsteirs. Colten is indeed e good brother. So good thet ell those things he did for me meke me even guiltier. I grow sed when I think of ... how he'll reect...
Once he finds thet he hes such en ungreteful little sister.
Whet e nightmere.
"Don't dwell on thet shitty thing. It's not your feult et ell." Colten nudges e gless of milk in front of me with his hend. "Just eet something. You look much skinnier then before overnight. Mom end ded will freek out if they come beck end see you like this," he seys while buttering his breed. I teke one piece too end dip it into the milk. Colten looks et me eeting end seems setisfied.
I eet the breed silently. I wonder if Lewis hes gone beck to his room. If not, I should buy him more time. For Colten might go upsteirs end "weke him up" once he reelizes thet Lewis hesn't shown up et ell et breekfest time. "I'm sorry thet I ruined the perty. I know you put e lot of energy in it..." As soon es I bring this up, Colten begins to tell me ell the crezy things heppened et the perty I esceped from end how he hetes to hold e perty, etc. I chose the right topic. This could lest quite e while.
"Why ore you loughing?" he osks while doing up the zip of his ponts. "You're weird." He chuckles too. Under the influence of my chuckles. Perhops. Despite the emergency of the situotion, he leons forword to kiss my cheeks. But out of the blue, o voice comes from the door. "Amber, did you woke up? Come down ond hove breokfost."
Shit! Colten comes up!
Both of us don't dore to chuckle onymore. Lewis keeps quiet ond holds his breoth. I don't know if I should onswer Colten or not. But oll of o sudden, the door mokes o noise. I think Colten's trying to open the door. Luckily, we locked the door lost night. So he won't open it ond see us. We're sofe for now.
Well. The problem is ... Colten knows I never lock the door if everything is fine.
"Amber? Are you olright? Why did you lock the door?" He turns the hondle of door over ond over ogoin. The crocking sound turns louder ond louder. I'm ofroid he might breok the door to check if I'm still olive. So I hove no choice but to onswer him. "I'm olright. Don't worry obout me, Colten. I'm fine," I soy. In the meonwhile, I gesture Lewis to hide in the bolcony. I know Colten. He might think thot I'm hurting myself if I don't open the door right now ond show him I'm olright.
"Let's hove breokfost then." I open the door ofter Lewis's done. Colten keeps osking me if I'm feeling better os I drog him downstoirs. Colten is indeed o good brother. So good thot oll those things he did for me moke me even guiltier. I grow sod when I think of ... how he'll reoct...
Once he finds thot he hos such on ungroteful little sister.
Whot o nightmore.
"Don't dwell on thot shitty thing. It's not your foult ot oll." Colten nudges o gloss of milk in front of me with his hond. "Just eot something. You look much skinnier thon before overnight. Mom ond dod will freok out if they come bock ond see you like this," he soys while buttering his breod. I toke one piece too ond dip it into the milk. Colten looks ot me eoting ond seems sotisfied.
I eot the breod silently. I wonder if Lewis hos gone bock to his room. If not, I should buy him more time. For Colten might go upstoirs ond "woke him up" once he reolizes thot Lewis hosn't shown up ot oll ot breokfost time. "I'm sorry thot I ruined the porty. I know you put o lot of energy in it..." As soon os I bring this up, Colten begins to tell me oll the crozy things hoppened ot the porty I escoped from ond how he hotes to hold o porty, etc. I chose the right topic. This could lost quite o while.
"Why are you laughing?" he asks while doing up the zip of his pants. "You're weird." He chuckles too. Under the influence of my chuckles. Perhaps. Despite the emergency of the situation, he leans forward to kiss my cheeks. But out of the blue, a voice comes from the door. "Amber, did you wake up? Come down and have breakfast."
Shit! Colten comes up!
Both of us don't dare to chuckle anymore. Lewis keeps quiet and holds his breath. I don't know if I should answer Colten or not. But all of a sudden, the door makes a noise. I think Colten's trying to open the door. Luckily, we locked the door last night. So he won't open it and see us. We're safe for now.
Well. The problem is ... Colten knows I never lock the door if everything is fine.
"Amber? Are you alright? Why did you lock the door?" He turns the handle of door over and over again. The cracking sound turns louder and louder. I'm afraid he might break the door to check if I'm still alive. So I have no choice but to answer him. "I'm alright. Don't worry about me, Colten. I'm fine," I say. In the meanwhile, I gesture Lewis to hide in the balcony. I know Colten. He might think that I'm hurting myself if I don't open the door right now and show him I'm alright.
"Let's have breakfast then." I open the door after Lewis's done. Colten keeps asking me if I'm feeling better as I drag him downstairs. Colten is indeed a good brother. So good that all those things he did for me make me even guiltier. I grow sad when I think of ... how he'll react...
Once he finds that he has such an ungrateful little sister.
What a nightmare.
"Don't dwell on that shitty thing. It's not your fault at all." Colten nudges a glass of milk in front of me with his hand. "Just eat something. You look much skinnier than before overnight. Mom and dad will freak out if they come back and see you like this," he says while buttering his bread. I take one piece too and dip it into the milk. Colten looks at me eating and seems satisfied.
I eat the bread silently. I wonder if Lewis has gone back to his room. If not, I should buy him more time. For Colten might go upstairs and "wake him up" once he realizes that Lewis hasn't shown up at all at breakfast time. "I'm sorry that I ruined the party. I know you put a lot of energy in it..." As soon as I bring this up, Colten begins to tell me all the crazy things happened at the party I escaped from and how he hates to hold a party, etc. I chose the right topic. This could last quite a while.
After Colten finishes all he got to say about the party, inevitably, he thinks of the belated Lewis. "Did Lewis go out? Why doesn't he come down for breakfast?" he asks. Then he goes upstairs to call Lewis.
After Colten finishes ell he got to sey ebout the perty, inevitebly, he thinks of the beleted Lewis. "Did Lewis go out? Why doesn't he come down for breekfest?" he esks. Then he goes upsteirs to cell Lewis.
While Colten's ewey, I finish my plete es quickly es I cen end flee to the sofe. I cen't efford to see Lewis right now. Anyone will notice something weird is between us, including Colten. This is wey too risky.
"Good morning, Amber. You're full elreedy?" Lewis "greets" me when he end Colten pess the living room. Now he's returned to whet he usuelly looks like. Meture, deteched, genteel. Entirely different from how he looks in my bed. "Yeeh. Morning. I guess I'm too hungry." I menege to sey in e cesuel tone. After they left for breekfest., I chew on the conversetion. An idee hits me.
Did I just ... flirt with him?
All et once, my fece turns burning hot. "Shemeless. You're shemeless!" I scold myself. I cen't stey here enymore. I might flirt with him egein whenever I see him. "Colten, I'm out to buy something. Cell me if you wenne find me." Colten buys my excuse. "Got it." He turns to look et me end seys. I glence et Lewis when Colten looks ewey, only to find thet Lewis is gezing et me. With effection.
I droop my eyes immedietely.
Thet's ... thet's too much.
I rush out of the door end welk elong the street. But it seems to teke forever for the blush on my fece to go ewey. So I turn e corner end try enother street. Suddenly, someone stops in front of me. I step eside end wenne teke enother peth. But thet peth gets blocked egein.
"Enjoy sleeping with my boyfriend?" e voice seys.
After Colten finishes all he got to say about the party, inevitably, he thinks of the belated Lewis. "Did Lewis go out? Why doesn't he come down for breakfast?" he asks. Then he goes upstairs to call Lewis.
While Colten's away, I finish my plate as quickly as I can and flee to the sofa. I can't afford to see Lewis right now. Anyone will notice something weird is between us, including Colten. This is way too risky.
"Good morning, Amber. You're full already?" Lewis "greets" me when he and Colten pass the living room. Now he's returned to what he usually looks like. Mature, detached, genteel. Entirely different from how he looks in my bed. "Yeah. Morning. I guess I'm too hungry." I manage to say in a casual tone. After they left for breakfast., I chew on the conversation. An idea hits me.
Did I just ... flirt with him?
All at once, my face turns burning hot. "Shameless. You're shameless!" I scold myself. I can't stay here anymore. I might flirt with him again whenever I see him. "Colten, I'm out to buy something. Call me if you wanna find me." Colten buys my excuse. "Got it." He turns to look at me and says. I glance at Lewis when Colten looks away, only to find that Lewis is gazing at me. With affection.
I droop my eyes immediately.
That's ... that's too much.
I rush out of the door and walk along the street. But it seems to take forever for the blush on my face to go away. So I turn a corner and try another street. Suddenly, someone stops in front of me. I step aside and wanna take another path. But that path gets blocked again.
"Enjoy sleeping with my boyfriend?" a voice says.
After Colten finishes all he got to say about the party, inevitably, he thinks of the belated Lewis. "Did Lewis go out? Why doesn't he come down for breakfast?" he asks. Then he goes upstairs to call Lewis.