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Win I woke up I was in my dark room. I was shaking all over, but the weird thing was that it wasn’t even cold. I was still in Criss’s long blue shirt, and in my tight jeans. I sat up from my bed, rubbing my eyes and looked over at the clock that was on my night stand, it read 2:10am. I sighed and looked down at my hands, I noticed that I had bruises a round my wrist were Chase held me down. I carefully touched them and win I did I flinched from the pain.

I had a weird feeling deep down in side like I was being watched. I looked to my right and thought I saw some thing. But nothing was there.

I slowly got up from bed and walked to my door, but win I put my hand on the door knob I wiped a round valiantly. I could have sworn that some one was touching me.

I quickly opened my door and closed it tightly behind me. I new know one was really in my room, but it sure did feel like it. Win I turned a round to face the hall way I suddenly remembered that Criss was sleeping in the guest room that night. I remember this because I heard Criss ask Justin if he could stay at our house tonight, before I feel a sleep in his arms.

I had a crazy thought in my head that he mite be a wake, so I tiptoed down the hall way and win I got to the door of the room he was sleeping in, I quietly opened it.

Win I was fully in his room I saw him lying sound a sleep on the bed. I walked over to the side were he was sleeping and watched him.

Wow he’s even more beautiful win he sleeps. I thought as I leaned down on the side of the bed.

I just sat there, examining his face. He had very sharp face, like had high cheek bones and perfect skin. If you had only looked at him for a split second you would all most think he could pass as a jock. But if you looked at him for as long as 3 minuets you would notices that he all most looks like a poet.

I most have been there for 10 minuets just stirring at him and I guess my stirring woke him up because I saw his eyes move a little bit and then they opened wide enough so he could see me.

“Oh, sorry.” I blushed and started standing up. But before I could fully rise I felt him softly touch my arm.

I looked down at him and he was looking up at me with a small smile.

“Cant sleep?” he yawned.

“Not really. I keep feeling like some one is in my room.” I said with a little laugh.

I then watched as he moved over a bit and lifted the covers up, reveling that he only had his boxers on.

He then signaled me to get in. I heisted a bit, not know if this was a dream or not.

“Oh, sorry, I just thought that if you couldn’t sleep in your room you could maybe sleep in hear with me. But not if you don’t want too.” He said, with a little bit of embarrassment in his voice.

I smiled at him and the next thing I knew was that I was climbing in to bed with my brothers best friend.

I laid next to him, but we didn’t touch. I felt a bit awkward at first but then loosened up.

I turned on my side so I wasn’t facing him, which helped a little with the awkwardness.

But win I started to fall asleep I felt Criss rap his left arm a round my waist and his chest up against my back.

I tensed up some, but then relaxed once again in his grasp.

He then pulled some of my hair back and tucked it behind my left ear and I heard him whisper.

“I well never let any thing happen to you Jackie Paterson.”

And with that we feel asleep.

“Jackie? Jackie can we come in?” I heard a soft voice on there ether side of the door.

It all most sounded like Criss.

What a seconded? I thought? I turned over on my side and saw that I was in my bed, holding a stuffed animal.

What the hell? It was a dream? I thought, all confused. No! It couldn’t have been a dream, it was so real!

“Jackie!” my thoughts where interrupted.

“Um, Yeah come in.” I said, still confused.

My door opened and in walked Justin and, yep you guessed it, Criss.

My focus went straight to Criss that was only wearing a pair of jeans.

Then I remembered I still had on his shirt.

“Hold on.” I said, getting up from my bed and walking into my closet, shutting the door with me. (It’s a walk in closet)

I then came back out holding Criss’s shirt in one hand, I had changed into one of my band t-shirts.

“Here. And thanks.” I said, handing him his shirt.

“No problem” He said as he pulled it over his head and covered up his muscular chest.

“Jackie.”

“What!” I snapped at Justin.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you like that.” I looked down at my hands.

I felt a hand on my shoulder; I looked up and saw Justin tearing up.

“Oh, Justin!” I collapsed in his arms.

We both started crying uncontrollably.

“I. Should. Have. Been. There.” Justin said in-between sobs.

“Its. Not. Your. Fault!” I all so said in-between sobs.

I lifted up from him and wiped my eyes.

“I don’t think we should tell any one. Not even dad, Sara or Zack.” Justin said, sucking the tears in.

“I think your rite.” I said one last tear round down my red cheek.

“HEY! I’M GOING TO BREAKFEST WITH JAKE AND PAUL!!” We heard Zack yell from the bottom on the stairs.

“OK!! DON’T BE GONE TO LONG!” Justin yells back.

We hear the door open and shut and every thing was quit.

“You guys I have to get to work.” Justin said too Criss and I. “Criss do you think you could stay her with Jackie?”

I looked at Criss with hoping eyes.

“Yeah of course man.” Criss said, turning his gaze to me.