I curse myself, for falling asleep on the couch, during that movie. So when I sit up straight, crying and grasping for breath, it's not a surprise that I sit up on the couch. My eyes are a little blurry with wet tears, but I can still see Tyler on the couch. He Has his head towards the opposite of mine, out legs tangled together a little.

But he soon sits up. "sh....sh, it's okay, princess. Sh.." He puts his hands on my shoulders as I ball my eyes out. He slowly pulls me forward and into a hug. I hesitantly hug him

Back, wrapping my arms around him. My face is buried into his neck as I let my cries come out.

His arms are wrapped around my back as one moves up and down my back, the other is softy patting down my hair. He whispers sweet nothing's to me to try and calm my nerves. Why can't I jut be a tough girl who doesn't need someone to comfort them hen they cry? Why can't I be like that?

I don't know how long we just sat there and hugged on the couch. All I know is that I was slowly falling asleep. No, I need to talk to Tyler. Without me saying anything, he picked me up and walked towards the room. "w-what are you doing?" I asked, sniffling. "Aren't you tired?"

I nod in reply and put my head back in his neck, making his muscles tense up. No, don't smile. Don't you dare.

He takes me to our room and lays me down on the bed. Then, like the nice son of a bitch he is, he puts a blanket over me and moves my hair away from my face. He's sitting on the bed. Not moving anywhere.

And that's exactly how I like it.

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Tyler's POV

She's having another nightmare. I hate it when she has them, I know what it's about.....

The steam room.

I can't forgive myself for that one.

I pull her into a hug and whisper things to her, telling her its alright. That I won't hurt her anymore. I just left out the part where IM going to be the one protecting her. No one else. sooner or later, I pick her up in my arms and take her to our room. Her arms moved to wrap around my neck, to keep her hold on me. One of mine is around her back, while the other is under her legs. Her legs.....

Dammit! Stop thinking stuff like THAT right now, Tyler!

"W-what are you doing?" She asks, nervousness is practically written in her voice. I look down at her, barely meeting her eyes, the one stay just balled their eyes out. The bright blue.

"Aren't you tired?" I ask back. She nods, before putting her head into my neck, making my whole body almost tense up. I hate seeing her like this. Scared out of her mind. So fucking frightened. It reminds me of my little brother when he just watched nightmare on elm street.

Except this is worse.

I softly lie her on her bed and pull the covers over her. Sitting down in the process. She doesn't show any emotion. Either I'm too stupid to tell, or she's good at hiding it from me. She sure has been able to do it every since high school.

I move her hair put of her face as she closed her eyes. My hand now lays there, softly on her cheek. Her skin is so soft. So clean. It used to be covered in pimples and acne. Looks like puberty went well for her. She looks like a woman. Well, she is.

But I don't look like a man, I still look like a hormonal teenage boy. I do act as that sometimes though. Even though I'm like twenty four. Her lashes glisten against her cheek. Fluttering a little when My hand carefully finger combed the right side of her hair. I smile softly, and notice that she has calmed down and looks like she's asleep.

I take in how.......beautiful she really is. Most guys would die to just stare at her for half a second. And once again I think, why did I miss her? HOW did I miss her? In high school, I never noticed her, other than the person I bulled. Im a fucking asshole.

An idiot.

And anything that max calls me. If anyone, SHE knows how mean I can really be. So she also knows, you don't pick a fight with me. So Alex better watch his back.

I stand from the bed and turn towards mine. Careful not to wake sleeping beauty. But I guess I should've been more careful because I felt her soft hand grasp my wrist. I flinched a little at the Shocking warmth that spread through me.

"Wait..." She whispered, "What if I have it again?"

She's talking about the nightmare. This is not helping my guilt.

I turn back towards her. Her shirt falling to cover her boobs up fully. But I'm not staring at that, forcefully. Im staring right into her eyes. The bright blue eyes. "it'll be okay, princess. Im right there if you wake up again, okay?"

She has this face of disappointment written across her. And he doesn't release my wrist from her small fingers. I sit down on the side of her bed, careful not to Sit on her leg. "What's wrong, princess?" I ask softly.

She lets go of my wrist and pulls up her batman shirt. Why did he get such a big size? She needs a small....in kids.

"I'm scared." She admits in a whisper. I half smile at her. Her face is full of exactly that. Worry along with it. Is that because of me? I sure hope not. But it probably is. Because I'm an evil bastard.

"I know." I mumble.

I'm not sure what she's waiting for. Im not sure what IM waiting for, but we both sit there, staring at each other, thinking whatever we're thinking, through.

I say it was five minutes before she spoke up.

"Please don't take this the wrong way, but... Can you.....you know..."

I smile and nod. "Sure princess, if it'll make you feel safer, then yea."

She nods, not smiling or anything. No emotion to be shown. All she does is scoot towards the wall to leave space for me. I let my smile fall and scoot in beside her. I adjust the pillow behind me before laying down and facing her. She pulls up the blanket to her chin while looking down at our feet.

She doesn't close her eyes and I'm about to fall off the bed. I question her with my eyes. Wondering what she's up too. She's sighs and closes

Her eyes before speaking. "why did you draw me?"

And at that moment, I died.

I remember when I did that. The other night, I walked in and she was passed out on the bed. We hadn't spoken to each other that week. She was sprawled across the bed with one arm under her ear as her headphones were over her head. Her shirt was pulled up right under her breasts. The blanket was failing to cover any part of her body, other than her feet. She wore no pants.

Don't even ask me about the tattoo. I never knew she had gotten one. Or had ever though she would ever get one! She never seemed like the type of person to get a tattoo.

Luckily, she at least HAD one. I Don't even have one!

She was just so.....calm. Beautiful. And when she starting saying my name in her sleep, I couldn't help myself but draw her. I just hope she didn't see some of my other drawings.

I sighed and gulped. "you saw that?" She nodded. "Answer the question Colton." She said.

What the hell do I say?! Wait.....why was she looking through my sketchbook? "How'd you see it?"

Her face turns to a cute shade of pink. She mumbled something and started to stutter. "Uh-I-I-um-just- twelve-your cute."

I grin at what she said. At least she can admit it. I knew I had an effect on her. "so I'm cute now? Is that why you looked in my sketch book when I wasn't here?"

She shook her head and sighed. "Jules was looking in it and when I told her to close it she said I needed to see it, so of course I couldn't resist.......are you mad?" She asked, a little scared if I was.

I was mad, yes. But I wouldn't blame her, I've looked trough her closet before and found thong. But I sure as hell won't say I ever did that.

"A little. I just don't want you looking at anymore of those, okay?" She nodded and I continued. "Now, about me being cute?"

Her face lit up, a cute red again. "I-I was just saying random stuff. I didn't know what I was talking about."

"But saying someone's cute sounds like an opinion, so me being cute is yours. But don't worry, I won't tell anyone you like me." I said. She shook her head. "I don't like you. But the way you acted when I kissed Alex, you seemed petty jealous. Tell me, Colton, do you like me?"

This girl is fucking with me.

"Princess, I've already told you, your not my type. Remember, I go for girls with big boobs, blonde hair, and a fine ass," I glance down at her small breasts and smirk before looking back up at her eyes. And right now, our faces were inches away from

Each other. Which is making me a little nervous.

Wait........ She's making me nervous!

SHE is making ME nervous! How the hell does that happen!? Im suppose to be making HER nervous. Not the other way around! Shit!

But I continue my sentence. "And princess, You don't have but one."

"Your right, I have the finest ass of all girls in the whole world. An that's why you like me."

"Your really desperate then, aren't cha princess? But I can't argue with your statement. You really do got one FINE ass." I said, still

Smirking away.

She shyly smiled and sorta shook her head. "are we really talking about how fine of an ass I have?" She asks. I chuckled and put my arm on her back, then pulled her to me. Her head went to my chest as her arms rested on my chest also. She tensed up and stiffened. which only made me smile more. "Yea, we are. Now go to bed." I command.

She relaxes and moves one arm around my side.

And now......we are spooning. I move one of my legs over both of hers, while my other one was under hers. my arms went around her and so that she couldn't get away.

In a protective position.

Even though I KNOW no one should be breaking in, in the middle of the night, is still need to try and protect her.

And I will, if its the last thing I do.