Posts by AwesomeClaire

"Well than I'll just prove it to you. Because there's no way in ignoring these feelings." I replied simply, smiling slightly. "Also, I already know what I'm getting myself into, trust me." I smirked at him, letting him know I wasn't just going to ignored the fact that I like him and he likes me.

I wrapped my arms around him tightly, figuring this would happen. "Don't cry." I mumbled, lightly kissing the top of his head before lifting it up and wiping his tears away. I smiled to reassure him on any doubt he was having , keeping my arms locked around him.

I smiled as the sentence left his mouth. I made him happy. I bought Stark into a embrace, "Good." I mumbled,closing my eyes for few second letting the peaceful silence fill the room before deciding to speak again. "So, will you give me a chance?" I asked quietly, hoping I didn't ruin the happy moment by asking this.

I chuckled softly, rolling my eyes. "I been dealing with you for at least three years now. Nothing has changed that much." I smiled brightly but it slowly faded when I let unwanted thoughts in my mind. School. School was tomorrow and I just hope it wouldn't be difficult as usual for him. I sighed softly, laying back on the couch and bringing Stark with and cuddling into him.

I wanted to protest because I was to comfortable to move but I didn't want Stark getting yelled at. I pulled away from him and sat up from the couch, intertwining out hands and pulling him up. "What time will he be home?" I asked, wondering if Stark even knew.

I closed the door behind me and laid down next to him, cuddling back into him. "He's always pissed." I muffled a laugh and looked up at Stark. "Does he know you like guys?" I asked, letting my curiosity take over me. I mean there had to be one point in Stark's life where him and his dad were at good terms.

I nodded slightly, smiling brightly at Stark. I wanted to ask more questions but I didn't feel like that would be the best idea. But there was one question I needed to know. "Does your dad hurt you? Like physically?" I asked quietly, trying my best to not picture his dad hurting Stark.

I bit down on my bottom lip,stopping myself from asking anymore. I shifted my arm, so my hand was resting agasint his cheek softly. "Stark.." I whispered quietly, I lean forward and lightly placed a kiss on his lips, before cuddling back into him. "I'm staying over tonight rather you dad likes it or not." I mumbled.

My smile grew as he place a hand on top of mine I couldn't even explain how right all of this felt. ."I know." I sighed softly, closing my eyes for a few seconds. "When he's home I'll be careful but when he's asleep I'm cuddling with you again." I smirked slightly, letting out a faint laugh.

"It won't be that hard." I mumbled, watching him turn his head and kiss my palm. To be honest it was really cute, watching him do simple acts that made me get the feelings all over again. "In school I'm not hiding though." I spoke softly, hoping he wouldn't tell me not to. "I want to be able to hold your hand and tell everybody who judges, to screw off."

"Well I don't really care about them and what they think Stark." I replied instantly, keeping my eyes locked with his. "You know me well enough to know I was going to say something anyway." I smirked slightly, rolling my eyes. Those immature people weren't there to see how hurt Stark was.

I stayed silence for a bit, trying to think of ways for him to change him mind, but noting seemed right to say. I decided it would just be best to drop the subject. I rested my head on his chest again, breaking eye contact with him. "You're cute when your stubborn."

I looked up at him with a playful glare. "Because you act stubborn but your face shows otherwise. Your eyes light up and your not smiling or frowning its more like a smirk." I poked his nose and laugh. "Like right now you're being stubborn by not taking the compliment." I smirked and muffled another laugh.

I rolled my eyes at him about to open my mouth to speak before hearing the front door slam. I sighed in annoyance and sat up on the bed. "You Think he will come up here?" I asked quietly, trying by to speak loud. I was hoping for another hour before his dad came home

"Hopefully he's sober." I mumbled, releasing a sigh. I noticed the mood change with Stark and all I wanted to do was wrap him in my arms, but I couldn't. "He won't do anything if I'm here right?" I asked, praying for the answer to be no.

I nodded my head and watched as Stark flinch by the loud sound. I bit down on my lower lip, it took everything in me to not go over by Stark and hug him tightly. I sat there on the bed speachless. I always wonder how it was at his house and now I know.

I glanced over at his dad, surprised that he was actully sober. I wanted to go off at him but I kept my cool. Instead I acted all nice and happy. "Hi, sir." I mumbled, faking a smile. I looked back at Stark to see his reaction and it was the exact same as mine.

I watched as the door closed and I released a sigh of relief. "I don't like him." I muttered, watching Stark get back on the bed. "At least he was sober." I rested my head on his shoulder, smiling faintly. If only his dad could act sane for once.

I smiled at him, resting my forehead against his. "I'm glad. I was really worried I would have to go off at him." I smirked slightly, wrapping my arms around him tightly. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before pressing my lips lightly against him.

(Sorry I haven't been responding, Christmas and then the New Years was just ugh..)

I smiled between the kiss, breaking it after a few seconds later. "Hey, Stark, how come you never told me about your dad being like this?" I asked quietly, keeping my voice low so his dad wouldn't over hear anything. I let my mind wonder on the fact if I did know about this earlier what would I do? "I promise this is the last question" I said softly laughing.