04

Danielle nodded shooting Daniella a look of love, she probably hadn’t realised she had given her that look, yet she did. I wanted her to give me that look.

“I would be so annoyed with you if it wasn’t so sweet.” Her mother said, clearly frustrated at herself because she was unable to get angry at the antics of her daughters.

“Show her the other one you got !” Daniella piped.

Danielle clenched her jaw “Just shut up. Please. Don’t speak.” She said, her voice teasing.

“Another one ?” Her mother asked exasperated holding her head in her hands “Do I never get a break ?” she asked looking up at the ceiling as if speaking to god.

Danielle grinned “You might like this one.” She said holding out her arm I couldn’t see it clearly but when her mothers eyes landed it on it. They filled with tears, tears of happiness.

“You get one more tattoo and I will murder you.” Her mother said her voice dripped in love, Danielle leaned over and pecked her mother’s head. It was a tender moment, I wanted to capture it. Seeing that love on Danielle’s face made me giddy with excitement.

I don’t know why. Something about seeing Danielle show love to someone made me happy.

“You like it then ?” she asked, grinning snatching a plate full of food off the counter.

“Its absolutely beautiful, why….I cant even put into words…oh darling. Where did you even get that picture ?” her mother asked wiping her tears with tissue.

I wonder what the tattoo was. Danielle tapped her nose “Secret.” She winked at me, causing me to blush.

My mother saw this little interaction and raised her eyebrow teasingly staring at me, I blushed harder.

Danielle P.O.V

I was lounging in front of the TV at three in the morning, everybody in the house was asleep. My insomnia kept me up, not letting me sleep. I thought my pills had worked, I guess the doctor was wrong they had let me sleep these past couple of nights, but tonight it was kicking in again.

I was tired but wasn’t able to sleep. So I decided to crash in the front room in front of the mountain sized TV, a thick blanket was wrapped around me but I was still cold. I had all types of candy scattered on the coffee table in-front of me.

I was watching Catfish, I heard the door creek open I turned around and gulped. Nolan stood in the doorway his perfectly sculpted stomach muscles making me wonder what they would feel like controlling me.

I pressed my thighs together. He had a six pack which looked pefect not to worked but not too underworked just right, it looked like it came natrually.

He blushed as he caught me checking him out.

“I-I could’nt sleep.” I mumbled dropping his hand to his side. He only wore a pair of basketball shorts.

Shorts which I wanted to rip off and kiss every inch of him. Maybe even suck.

“You can sit if you want” I told him patting the space beside me.

He padded across the room and dropped into the space beside me, I threw the blanket over him.

He stared at me “I-I….” he said awkwardly.

I grinned, “Why you so nervous ?” I asked.

“I-” he began.

I cut him off “Let’s play twenty questions.” I announced, “iIll go first.” I told him, I crossed my legs and sat up so I was facing him completely “Why are you looking so damn fine all the time ?” I asked him smirking gently as his face burned up and he dropped his head into his hands in embarrassment.

How could one guy look so damn cute when he was blushing ?

“I don’t” he whispered, “Urm…are you…no, no, that’s a stupid question” he scolded himself.

“No. Ask me. Please.” I said leaning over to him and lowering the volume of the TV.

“Areyouattractedtome ?” he asked hiding his head under the blanket, probably to hide that blushing that he was forever stuck in.

I grinned, “hell yeah !” I exclaimed pulling the blanket away from him.

He was bright red “Really ?” he asked.

“Yeah.” I said “My turn. What do you aspire to be ?”

“My dad wants me to be a doctor.” He told me smiling. He didn’t seem to happy about it.

“What do you wanna be though ?” I asked biting my lips.

He narrowed his eyes “Stop biting your lip.” He said, I let my slip from between my teeth “well….I…it doesn’t matter.” He shrugged, his voice silencing.

“It does matter. Tell me.” I told him.

“I..I want to be a SWAT agent. Stupid, I know.” He said his voice smaller than it was before.

I slide closer to him, I dropped my hand ontop of his. He clearly had a dream but was too scared of disappointing his parents to do anything about it. I was once like this, I wanted to be a tattoo artist but was to scared of disappointing my parents to do anything.

“It’s not stupid. I think it’s pretty cool. Have you even asked your mum and dad ?” I wondered.

He shook his head, no.

I bit the inside of my cheek, if he hadn’t told his mother and father how did he know how they would react ? “I think you should speak to your dad about it,” I said lifting my hand from his and standing up to get a chocolate bar “He might be happy…never know.” I told him honestly. I dropped the chocolate bar ; another idea coming to mind.

I reached down and picked up my drawing pad and my pencil, I couldn’t help my self he was just so handsome.

“Enough serious talk. Freeze.” I told him opening my pad and staring at Nolan “I’m going to draw you.” I told him.

He gulped, nodding, I wouldn’t take no for an answer and he probably already knew that. Plus, this was a good chance to stare at him without looking like a weirdo.

I began to draw the outline of his face. His perfectly chiselled jaw, his perfectly shaped face ! He looked like one of the guys straight out of a magazine, photo-shopped.

His jet black hair was ruffled because he just got out of bed, it looked hot. Some boys looked lazy with that look but Nolan did’nt he looked strong…powerful.

My eyes roamed over the gentle freckles covering his cheeks “You have freckles” I siad smiling gently. He blushed shaking his head

“I know. I hate them.” He muttered, as he looked back up at me.

I smiled “Don’t, they’re cute.” I told him honestly.

He smiled at me, I looked back down at my book trying not to get worked up at the intense look in his eyes. His eyes. I couldn’t wait to start his eyes, those beautiful intense eyes. They weren’t a normal colour, they were a really light brown with specks of gold. Like a tornado of colours thrown together so perfectly.

I looked down at my sheet and began to sketch him, his light stubble which scattered across his cheeks. His lips which were in a natural pout, it suited him. Everything suited Nolan, even the shy-geeky look he had sported.

I had seen him around the house since the first day I had met him and all I saw was him in his big framed glasses sweaters and trousers. Believe or not, he managed to pull them off like he was naked. He looked so damn hot in those, I liked the whole geeky thing. It made me want to unravel him and tease him till he’s reduced to nothing.

Dammit he was hot.

Mystery P.O.V

“Yes, sir they are safe.” My butler told me as he removed his black fur coat and hung it on the coat hook.

I speared my fork into my salad “Excellent.” I muttered.

“Where are they ?” I wondered as I chewed on my salad slowly.

“Danielle is awake because of her insomnia and Daniella is sleeping. She stayed up till eleven revising she has a chemistry exam after the summer you see.” He told me.