"So how's your girlfriend honey?" Rosalyn queried gleefully, gulping down the tasty lasagna.

Um..

"Nana I don't have a girlfriend." Xavier affirmed, looking at me strange for no apparent reason.

"Then who was that young lady you brought into the house the other day?" Rosalyn continued.

"Nana. That was the neighbor next door who always gives you apple pie." Xavier sighed, subtly having an annoyed facial expression on his face.

"Oh my, now I understand." Rosalyn cackled. "I'm sorry honey, you know me, always forgetting things."

"It's alright Nana, I'm finished." Xavier spoke, grabbing his plate into the kitchen.

"I'm sorry if he's being rude to you sweetie, deep inside his actually a kind hearted boy. You just gotta break through that window and you'll know what I mean." Rosalyn simpered, gently patting my shoulder as she walked the dishes back into the kitchen.

"Follow me." Xavier commanded dryly, his silver eyes staring intently at me.

We walked upstairs quietly as my mind raced about what he wanted from me. We entered his room again, his quiet self proceeding to sit on one of the two beds. Why the hell would he have two beds in his room?

"This one is mine, go sleep on the other one." Xavier commanded, pointing his index finger at the other bed. "I would kick you out and force you to sleep downstairs on the couch so you can freeze and die, but sadly I can't because my grandma would kill me." He continued.

"Oh well, thanks anyway." I replied, trying to process his rude comment. Who even owns 2 beds in their room?

I walked to his bathroom while his eyes followed me curiously. The minute I got inside, I immediately took off the shorts he gave me considering over the fact that it looks so baggy and nasty. So instead, I just replaced it with clean shorts I already had inside my bag.

I turned off the bathroom lights as I quickly noticed his eyes widening at me the minute I walked out.

"A-are you wearing anything underneath?" Xavier awkwardly asked, his eyes shuffling left and right as his cheeks turned to a shade of pink. "Not that I wanted to know if you weren't! I jus-" I quickly decided to cut off his babbling.

"Yea I am, calm down." I laughed anxiously. "It just looks like that because the shirt you gave me is huge." I smiled, walking over to my bed.

"Hey Xavier." I cooed softly, pulling the warm blanket over my body.

"What now?" He replied with an annoyed tone in his voice, turning off the bright lamp, causing the moonlight to illuminate pass the velvet satin curtains.

"I love you." I teased, breaking out in loud laughter.

"Shut up and go to sleep." He groaned, rapidly putting a pillow over his head.

"I don't know why it's so hard for you to say you love me." I continued to tease. "If you didn't, you wouldn't have brought me here." I threw a pillow at him, making him curse to himself.

"I will knock you out! Go to sleep!" Xavier angrily yelled.

"You can't hit a girl." I smiled deviously.

He finally turned around towards my direction, his face having a furious look towards me. "Please shut the fuck up. You turn that around and say what I just told you and it would be more acceptable right? I don't know how girls are gonna fight for equality but pull some shit like that."

"Geez, you have so many issues." I just laughed as he still look unimpressed.

He remained quiet, rubbing over his eyes as strands of his messy hair perfectly fell onto his godly structured face. I didn't know what to think other than Xavier being insanely attractive. He finally talked again. "And one of those issues is you not sleeping."

"But it's only 10:30." I sighed, turning my body towards his bed.

"Yea, so? Go to sleep it's late." He commanded dryly.

"You know what! Don't tell me what to do grandpa!" I continued to tease, planning to tick him off.

"What did you just say?" He exclaimed, getting back up his bed to turn the lamp back on, then proceeding to glare at me in disgust. "Don't call me grandpa, I'm only 18."

"Your white hair and your unnecessary rude attitude doesn't show your 18." I snapped back, my smile growing more sinister.

"I'm gonna kill you." He narrowed his eyes at me, his cheeks flushing as I couldn't help but glance down at his rosy pink lips.

"Then why don't you." I continued, waiting for him to do to something.

Suddenly, Xavier unexpectedly hopped from his bed to mine with a smirk on his face which totally caught me by surprise. He rapidly tackled me down the bed, quickly going on top of me as he used a hand to cover my mouth from screaming.

Holy shit, grandpa got stamina.

He then gripped onto both of my hands, vigorously putting them against the bed's headboard. I didn't know whether to feel sorry for making him mad, or feel enticed by how close our bodies were rubbing together.

"Take back what you said." His deep and charming voice demanded, his sharp grey eyes piercing into mine.

"Make me." I breathed, my heart starting to beat faster and faster by the minute.

"Do you really want me to make you?" He deeply breathed, tightening his grip on my hands. "I'm in a wrestling team Arielle, are you really trying to challenge me right now?"

OH SHIT? WRESTLING? ABORT MISSION ARIELLE! ABORT MISSION!

"Okay fine." I laughed uncontrollably, not even having the single strength to fight back. "I take back what I said about you being an old man." I narrowed my eyes at him, his grip on my hands finally disappearing.

"Good, now go back to sleep before I make you." He commanded deeply as he walked back into his bed.

After a short pause, I decided I had something to ask. "Hey Xavier?" I spoke out carelessly.

"Arielle." He impatiently groaned out my name in an oddly deep and attractive tone, causing me to take a quick pause to inner cry.

I quickly sniffed. "If you have a T.V in your room how come you never use it?"

"How do you know I never use it?" He grumbled sassily, turning his head towards me as his white cloudy hair complemented his steel cold eyes.

"So does that mean I can use it?" I awkwardly smiled at him, hoping for a yes since I honestly can't sleep yet.

"No, kill yourself." He snapped harshly, subtly making my mouth widen.

"You should never say that to someone, that's actually quite rude." I replied, grabbing the remote and turning the T.V on anyway.

Xavier let out a loud scream in annoyance as he jumped out of his bed. He looked genuinely angry as he walked towards me, making me back up as he continued to yell again. "Why are you so annoying!" His voice echoed around the room.

"Why are you so grumpy all the time! I just wanna watch T.V!" I yelled back.

After an awkwardly long staring session between us, Xavier's palm met with his reddened face in exhaustion. "I can't believe I brought you here." He sighed, falling back down onto his bed.

I quickly fanned myself in excitement as I turned up the volume. "That's your problem grandpa, now be quiet, I like this movie and this is my favorite scene." I quickly held the remote like a mic as I prepared myself to sing. "We're soarin! Flyin! There's not a star in heaven that we can't reach!" I sang dramatically, hoping Gabriella's voice from the T.V covered up my terrible vocals.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me." Xavier quietly spoke into his pillow.

"Oh come on! Everybody loves High School Musical! Sing Troy's part!" I happily requested as Xavier remained silent, covering his ears with his pillow. "Okay whatever suits you grandpa!" I rolled my eyes, continuing to finish the ballad until I felt the slightest hint of wanting to sleep.

I woke up to the sound of loud murmurs and groaning. Rubbing my eyes vigorously, I't helped me get a clear view of what time it was. 3:20 a.m the clock read, causing me to cry in the inside about why I had to wake up.

I looked to my right, my ears following the loud shuffling blankets and the mumbles coming from Xavier's bed.

"Don't, stop, I'm sorry." He mumbled quietly, his hardened body uncontrollably moving side to side as his face continued to crunch up.

Probably a nightmare.

I couldn't help but feel bad so I decided to walk over there to see if I can help him in any way.

"Xavier." I whispered, lightly tapping on his bright reddened cheeks. His snowy chiseled face was dewy and flushed from the light sweat that was over his face.

"Mmmhm ugh!" He continued to groan, shuffling his head at me.

"Xavier it's just a nightmare, everything's okay." I continued to whisper, wiping the bed of sweat off his forehead.

"Ah stop!" He exclaimed, continuing to shuffle his body around.

"Xavier." I continued to whisper into his ear as I ran my hand through his soft white hair; causing him to finally stop. His eyes remained shut as his frowned face completely softened back to normal.

Seeing as his shuffling and tensed movements had finally stopped, I prepared to walk back to bed only to be stopped by the strong grip of his hand.

"Stay." His deep and husky voice commanded, his strong hand slowly pulling me in closer to him. His eyes remained closed which meant he was still probably dreaming.

I didn't know what else to do so I just stayed quiet and remained immobile as my tired eyes just widened at him.

He then pulled me into bed with him, his arms completely wrapping me around me like a snake wrapping around it's prey. Our legs intertwined together, his flushed face just a finger away from mine.

"Arielle." His deep voice whispered groggily, causing chills to run down my spine. His eyes remained sealed shut as I tried to figure out the words to say back.

"Um, yea?" I awkwardly replied, observing the dark shadows define his chiseled face.

"I love you too." He cooed softly.

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Xavier just makes me want to dance my soul out...