trouble
Chapter 18
I woke up the next morning in a room that wasn't mine.
I suddenly remembered that I was forced to stay over at Travis' house, because of the hurricane that was literally knocking over trees outside.
I peered over Travis' window, noticing that it was drizzling lightly outside, but the storm was gone.
I suddenly stared down, noticing an arm wrapped around my waist.
I looked over at Travis, who was still sleeping beside me, his bare chest peeking through the sheets.
My cheeks suddenly turned bright red, as Travis stirred in his sleep, snuggling closer towards me.
I felt the hard planes of his stomach being pressed against mine, as my breath hitched.
I started to feel uneasy and nervous, as Travis fingers tickled my side.
Why was I feeling like this?
This emotion was so new and raw to me.
My eyes suddenly went wide, as my heart hammered against my chest with realization.
I think I was in love with Travis.
All along, when I was hanging around him, or even talking to him, I hadn't realized that little by little, I was slowly falling for him.
I stared back at Travis' pale face, noticing a single loose strand of hair that was falling on his eyes.
My hands itched to brush it away, as they rose up shakily.
Once my fingers brushed against his forehead briefly, Travis' eyes snapped open.
I jumped back, as my heard raced against my chest.
"You scared the living-" I started off.
But, I was cut off once I noticed that Travis had sat up, with a wide smirk across his lips.
It didn't help either that he was completely shirtless.
"Were you touching me in my sleep?" he asked with amusement twinkling in those stupid green eyes of his.
My mouth suddenly felt dry, as I stared at him with disbelief.
"You're kidding me, right?" I choked, giving him a sudden glare.
I reached over at my pillow, tossing it directly at his face. "I wasn't touching you, you pervert!"
Travis laughed, as he raised his arms up to defend himself.
"Sure doesn't seem like it, Riley!" he teased. "Admit it, you liked touching me. That's why you're so red right now!"
My eyes widened, as my hands flew up to touch my cheeks.
Sure enough, they were blazing red and hot.
"You're unbelievable!" I snapped, suddenly getting up from Travis' bed.
I began to storm out of his room, crossing my arms.
Who was he to accuse me of touching him?
Before I got out of his room, though, I felt Travis' arms wrap around my waist, pulling me backwards.
I fell back on his bed, my back pressed against his chest.
He buried his face into my shoulders, making my turn bright red.
"Don't go." he muffled against my neck.
And I didn't.