Strings of Fate

Chapter 96

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Back in Bellamy’s room I keep my towel tight around my chest as I sort through my packed bag looking for the pyjamas I shoved in underneath all the other stuff. I find a pair of underwear easily enough. I drop the pyjama pants on the bed as I search for the top. Bellamy is looking at them with a funny look on his face. Somewhere between confusion and

embarrassment.

“What?” I ask, looking back between him and the pyjamas. I know they’re childish fuzzy flannel ones, but it’s not like the unicorn ones he’s seen me in before were particularly

impressive. What’s so weird about these ones?

“It’s nothing, just… I don’t know. You’re going to think I’m creepy if I ask…” He trails off. I tilt my head and raise an eyebrow.

“Ask what?” I prompt.

“Would you wear my t–shirt?” He blurts out. Okay, not what I was expecting.

“Why?” I ask.

secure, having you all wrapped up in my scent. I could use that feeling

stuff and find me a top to wear. He drops a blue t–shirt over my arm and I step into his ensuite to get dressed. His top is so big on me it falls off my right shoulder leaving it uncovered. But it is comfortable. The moment I step out of the

releases me and steps back to look at me, letting out

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wrong?” I ask

traumatic night and somehow you’re still the one comforting me. It should be able to hold it together well enough to take care

nothing really happened. Worrying about other people is always more scary than actually being at risk yourself. When Megan was about to

would probably still be sitting behind the kitchen bench hoping whoever it was wouldn’t come back. Or maybe a police station being ignored while I

still doing it. Trying to make me feel better. But I

early. I’m not sure. But I am starting to

my phone and find it on the bed next to my bag. I try to check the time, but the screen stays dark. Shoot, it must be flat. I probably forgot to charge it in the evening before I went to bed. I’m not surprised, I didn’t even check my messages. I guess I won’t be catching up on the group chat tonight. I’ll have to wait to find out what

his own phone.

quarter past four in the morning.” He answers, then he takes my bag from the bed in front of me and moves

damp spot down his chest and stomach. Partially from washing my hair and apparently getting water everywhere, and partially because he hugged me and all my wet hair. I clumsily climb into the bed straight to the back

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normally sleep alone don’t have to worry about making sure the bed is accessible from multiple sides. There’s no one else to disturb. In his fresh clothes,

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