"Bambi wake up," Holden said and I cracked an eye open to see him squatting by my bed."It's just a nightmare," I said turning over to face the window. It was a sick nightmare, one I could never run from in the form of Holden Harris.I felt the covers being pulled off me and continued to keep my eyes closed. I was stubborn when I needed to be. Holden whistled. "My my, those shorts look dashing on you," he said and I shot up from bed."Get out," I ordered, grabbing the sheet from him to cover my legs. He laughed and moved towards the door.What was he even doing in my room."Wait," I said and he stopped at the door. "Why are you here?"He turned around to face me, amusement alight his eyes as a smirk covered his perfect jawline. "Oh, Stephanie wanted to go shopping.""And?""Must I spell it out for you, Bambi, you're my girlfriend."I put the pillow over my face. "I want to break up," I muttered.He laughed, pulling the pillow away and smacking me with it. "You are annoying." I covered

After the weekend I had it was hard to concentrate on lectures. I found myself slipping easily into a daydream. I tried to concentrate but since I didn't read any of the assigned chapters it was easier to stare at the lecturer and act like I knew what they were saying, meanwhile I was in a galaxy far far away.After the last lecture of the day, Jett drove me home. It wasn't even hard to concentrate on what he said most of the time. My mind was just not my own for the day."Are you okay?" Jett asked. It was half an hour till three and I had to go to Holden's apartment as per our arrangement.So in laments terms, I was not okay. I was the exact opposite of it and maybe it was the cause of why I had been so distracted most of the day. I was freaked out with a combination of nervousness. Who knew the Pandora's box that awaited me this evening at Holden's apartment.But I had a feeling if I could just get through this week then the rest of my life would fall into a routine. "Emery," Jett c

I looked at Holden and he looked like he was concentrating hard. His knuckles were red. "Do you have a first aid kit?" I asked, as he tried to maneuver the car through traffic. "In my cubby. Why did you cut yourself?" He asked and I moved to get the first aid kit. I took his hand and he looked at me. "I'm fine you don't have to," I didn't listen to him as I rubbed an ointment for cuts and bruises over his knuckles. He flinched at the sudden burn and I blew on his knuckles. I looked up at him and he was watching me work. I wrapped the bandage around his knuckles and made a small knot. "Bambi, you didn't have to do that. It would have been okay." "Well you were protecting my honor yet again and it was the least I could." "I'd punch anyone for you," he said causing me to smile. "Good to know." He had a goofy grin on his face as he made a turn and I noticed we were going to his apartment. "An adventure in your apartment. Great, what will I be doing?" He smirked devilishly at me. "I