Chapter 9 - Annoyance
It was calm and and quiet.
Or, at least so I thought, before I discovered that the sound that had woken me up.
It was my mates' snoring, which was right next to my ear, since he had insisted on smelling my neck and hair all night.
It wasn't bad or uncomfortable, the exact oppasite, actually, but it was just so.
.. different from anything that I had done before.
I had never cuddled with somebody else, except for Mica of course, and I had never done anything more romantic that getting a kiss on the lips in sixth grade by a boy who later told all of his friends, that sneaky jerk.
My thoughts began to twirl in my head again and I wondered when my firt time would be.
I kind of hoped that it wouldn't be later that everyone else's, but I guess that such thoughts scared every teenager.
Although, now that I have found my mate, I suppose that the waiting won't be that long.
That thought made a rose-red colour rise on my face and I turned around so that I could push my head into the pillow.
"Hello, beautiful." I heard Erik's voice from beside me.
I turned my head up a little and there was the sun.
Not litterally, Erik's head had not turned into the sun, no, but he was so alarmingly and endlessly beautiful.
His eyes were thin lines as he peered at me, but I could still see the warm brown in his shimmering orbs.
He was like the most perfect person to ever exist. His lips were turned slightly upwards at the ends when he looked at me, which made me blush again.
I tried to get out of his stone hard grip around my waist, but he held me harder and whined lowly when I moved around.
"Don't go, I just woke up, won't you keep me warm?"
I looked at him and he looked so tired and sincere that I decided that I wouldn't hurt to lay here with him for a bit, so I moved into his arms again. It was so nice and so, so comfortable after a while, that I felt I could stay there forever and after a while I fell asleep again.
"Boys? Boys?!"
Mom was calling for us to wake up from the doorway, which me and Erik did at her raised voice. I even flinched a bit when she cut the silence in the room, but surprisingly Erik didn't react much.
"It's alright Mrs Eler, we're awake." Erik responded to her calls.
I looked up to see that he was clearly awake, holding me in an embrace. My nose had been at the bottom of his neck as I slept, but got cold now that I put some space between us.
"You were awake?" I asked him quietly.
"Only for a while."
"Hey should we get up?" I asked him, although I really didn't want to.
"I think we have to, or else your mom will come in here with pot lids and start banging them together soon. But that's pretty reasonable though, the clock is twelve after all."
I bounced up to a sitting position with wide eyes looking at him.
"Twelve?! I never sleep this long, half the day has already passed."
He just laughed at me and pointed an finger at my head.
"What? What is it?" He just kept on laughing, so I got of the bed and went to the mirror in the corner of my room. I immediately felt the pull that I had to touch him, but I had too check myself in the mirror first.
My hair stood up in a crazy mess on my head, basically looking like a bird nest. My face formed a frown as I tried to correct it, but failing completely.
My hair was a bit like that, one day it could be the most perfect style and every hair lay perfectly on my head and the day after it would be a mess that no one could fix regardless of how much hair products they put in it.
I sighed and gave up on my hair when two arms wrapped around me. Erik had gotten up from the bed and hugged me from behind. He was so tall, tall enough to put his chin on top of my head.
"My little bird, who has a birdnest on his head." He said looking into my eyes in the mirror. I saw something glimmer in them, probably humor or maybe something else.
"Little bird?"
"Yeah, it's fitting for you. You are very little, insanely cute and always try to escape situations that you're not comfortable in."
I frowned a bit, trying to understand how that fit in on me, or on a bird for that sakes, but gave up soon. I saw that he had a small leaf in his hair probably from being outside for almost two days.
"Hey, you also have messy hair, look, you even have a leaf in it", I kindly pointed out to him.
He reached up and removed it and then threw it in my thrashcan.
"I should probably shower, I can borrow yours right?"
"Yeah, sure", I answered him a bit hesitantly, afraid of what would happen if we were in different rooms with a door seperating us. Maybe it would hurt extremley much, the though scared me. Erik seemed to sense that I was uncomfortable and a frown grew onto his face.
"Hey, what is it?" He asked me carefully.
"I..I...I am just afraid of the pain, you know, maybe it we're in different room then the pain will increase."
"Oh, right. I can skip the shower if you want." He suggested.
"No, no, I'll be fine, it can't be too hard, right? Now let's go, you'll have to borrow some clothes from Jeremy, mine are too small for you."
Erik had raised his eyebrows in disbelief of my changed mood but followed as I tugged at his hand anyways.
We went to Jeremy' room and lucky for him, he had already woken and emerged his room, for otherwise he would have been killed, by me.
I was still mad at him, of course, and he would get a real scolding, but deep inside I knew that I still felt some kind of gratitude towards him.
I knew that I would have to get some kind of push to talk to Erik and it was just coincidence that it would be Jeremy who pushed me.
Erik walked past me and tugged out a drawer full of socks and underwear.
Erik knew Jeremy's room almost as well as me because of all the time he had spend here when he spent time with Jeremy, so it was not surprising that he knew the order of Jeremy's clothes too.
Erik refused to let go of my hand as he collected the clothes and then he tugged me out in the hallway to the bathroom door.
There he twirled around so that I was against the door and then he stepped closer to me, close enough for me to feel his body warmth.
"You can join me if you want, you know." He silently mumbled in my ear.
At those words a scarlet red colour rose on my cheeks and I hid my face in Erik's chest. There, I silently shook my head, too embarassed to answer any other way. Erik laughed out loud at my embaressment and went down for a quick kiss on my cheek.
When I had recovered a bit I told him that dad probably would break down the door to any room that we were in together anyways, and then I forcefully pushed him into the bathroom and shut the door hard in his face.
Then I leaned against the door and slid down to the floor to wait out the pain of separation and sighed.
That guy can be too much sometimes.
After a while of waiting the pain increased a lot, which both surprised and annoyed me.
That wasn't everything though, I was not physically able to move away from the door and create an even bigger distance between us because it hurt too much inside of me.
I was beginning to think that this mate thing was all bullshit and not as great and wonderful as people had described to me.
All of a sudden I felt a warmth wake up in a different part of my body, and my legs and arms curled me into a ball on the floor.
Not here, not now!
I did not have the time or the possibility to deal with that right now. When I tried to take a few calming breathes I heard a faint moan from inside the bathroom, which did certainly NOT help my problem, especially not when I thought of what Erik might be doing.
Although, just as suddely as it came it also stopped and it didn't have a problem anymore. Weird, it has never disappeared that fast before.
Suddenly the door behind my back started to wiggle which awoke me from my thoughts. I jumped up to let Erik out and when I saw him I coulden't help but hugging him.
"That was hard." I said.
Pun very much intended.
"Yes, it sure was. God, it's nice to get really clean after... what was it? Two days? Two days without showering." Erik said happily.
Brunch was weird. Different. Irregular. Strange. Or something like that.
Erik had decided to cook, which wasn't the worst idea, since I never had and never would like cooking. The food was great, Erik was a moderately good cook and impressed me even though he only made toast and cut up fruit.
The weird part was that Erik didn't let me eat any myself.
I tried to steal some once only to have my hand pushed away, feeling like a kid that wasn't allowed to eat candy.
After that though, Erik had turned around and lifted me up and put me on top of the counter and had started feeding me with his own hands.
Now, you see, feeding each other is a big deal for werewolves.
Out in the wild wolves, as every other animal, are very.
.. aggressive about their food and only the close ones to the wolf that has the food gets to eat from it.
Letting another wolf eat from your food, and even feeding them is a huge deal 'cause that means that you are very close in some way.
Besides, it is a very intimate gesture with every kinds of animals, especially humans.
I was first startled by Erik's gesture and then I tried to take some of the food by myself again, only to be swatted away. I raised my eyebrows in a 'really?' face. He couldn't actually mean that I was going to eat from his hands.
But, appearently, I would not get any of the delicious food if I didn't take it from his hands, so when my tummy grumbled I gave up and ate it from his hand. I could tell he was very satisfied with that since a big smile lit up his face and he leaned in to kiss my cheek.
The rest of the day was spent in my room, talking and watching some tv. Around four o'clock I recieved an email saying that the loan period for my books had run out, so then we decided to walk to the library.
Everything was so hard when the mate bond was so strong. Like, for heavens sake, I could barely go to the bathroom without having a crisis. But it got better, the mate bond calmed down after Erik and I had spent a whole day together and that made me at least see little hope.
It was at the evening, when everyone had eaten dinner and mom and dad practically forced Erik out of the house, when I felt that maybe, only maybe, Erik and I could spend one night apart.
We were standing, barely five centimeters apart, on the front lawn of our house, trying to say goodbye in the cold, dark autumn weather.
"We'll see each other as soon as we get to school again tomorrow." Erik tried to make it feel better.
"Yeah..." I said hesitantly. I really didn't want to be separated from him. Both because of the pain it would cuse us both and also because maybe, a long way down deep inside of me I had enjoyed his company. That wasn't something that I was ready to admit to myself though.
"Hey, Liam", he said, which made me look up to meet his eyes.
Then suddenly he was right there, in front of me, with his lips on mine.
My eyelids fell down and the only thing that I could feel was pleasure. It was in all of my body at once, increasing the flames of that fire inside of me threefold making me extatic.
It was wierd how it could feel so much, when it was only for a couple of seconds. It wasn't even with tongue, just a small peck on the lips. Regardless, my heart went crazy.
It was over way too soon and as suddenly as it had appeared it disappeared. My head felt all dizzy inside and as I walked back to the house after Erik had left, the only thought that I had in my head was;
Maybe this mate thing isn't so bad after all.
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