trouble

Chapter 17

The look on Travis' face was completely blank.
His eyes were wide, and his face went hollow and pale.
Normally, I would've started to blush and hide myself around Travis without my pants on, but inside, I started to laugh.
I couldn't contain my laughter, as Travis' face went from horror to confusion.
"What the hell is so funny?" Travis asked, his cheeks turning slightly red.
I didn't know what I found so funny; maybe it was the fact that I managed to get the school's rebel to turn silent and red.
"And who takes so long to change, anyways?" Travis suddenly snapped, clearing his throat. "You were up here for ten minutes. I just wanted to check to see if you were dead or not!"
I bit my lips from smiling too much, as I raised an eyebrow.
"Calm down, Travis." I pointed to the hem of the shirt that I still had on, that reached mid thigh, long enough so that he couldn't see anything. "It's not like I'm naked or anything."
Travis stared at me for a long moment, before blinking.
He turned his head away, about to head out of the room.
"I made hot chocolate downstairs, if you want some." he muttered, before leaving.
I smiled. How often do you hear of a bad boy making you hot chocolate?
***
I yawned for the fifth time throughout the movie, my eyes getting moist and teary.
My eyelids started to become heavy, as I leaned my head against the arm rest of Travis' couch.
Travis' head snapped towards mine, noticing that I was about to knock out.
"Come on." Travis urged, standing up on his feet to pull me up.
I groaned, as I closed my eyes, blocking out Travis' hushed whispers. "Get up, Riley, before I have to drag you."
I flipped him my finger, before rolling onto my side. "Can I just sleep on the couch tonight?"
Travis stayed quiet for a moment, much to my relief.
Maybe he was finally going to leave me alone in peac-
"I'm not letting you sleep on this hard couch." he groaned, as I felt him pick me up.
I was too tired to protest, as I felt Travis' arms snake around my legs to hold me up.
Travis walked me up the stairs, before placing me down on a bed.
The bed smelt faintly of cigarettes and mint, making me notice immediately that I was on his bed.
"Travis, where are you sleeping?" I managed to mutter.
Travis let out an exhausted sigh, as I heard the sound of his hands running through his hair. "I don't know, on the floor?"
Even though I was nearly dead asleep, I still felt a guilty pain in my stomach.
"No." I slurred, letting out another yawn. "Stay with me."
Travis hesitated before I felt the sheets moving.
I felt weight being put on the bed, as the warmth of Travis' bare chest radiated onto me.
"Are you sure?" he whispered.
I suddenly rolled onto my side, my arm brushing against Travis' bare skin.
"You aren't wearing a shirt?" I asked.
Travis smirked, before leaning into me, closing his eyes. "I never do."

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