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.

me feel… secure, having you

pants over one arm and grab my underwear then wait for Bellamy to dig around in his 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 bathroom, Bellamy scoops

eventually releases me and steps back to look

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wrong?” I ask

kind of like a jerk. You’ve had an awful traumatic night and somehow you’re still the

always more scary than actually being at risk yourself. When Megan was about to marry Tristan I was waaay more upset than I am tonight. Besides, I’m just learning more about you.

remember and you’ve taken care of everything. Without you I 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 complain about vandalism and property damage done by some unknown person. Instead, I’m here

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

It feels late. Or early. I’m not sure. But I am starting to feel lethargic.

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 Harry has

his own phone.

from the bed in front of me and moves it to

gestures down to the grey top he’s wearing. It has a large 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 corner

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have and keeps his bed pushed up against a wall. I guess people who 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

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