Thin Ice P.2 🐙 Bradley Baker
Continued from the last chapter where you have just fallen into the ice and Bradley has pulled you to safety...
Your hand was locked with Bradley's as he pulled your arm over his shoulder, dragging you up the steps. You cringed as the hard wood hit your frozen side, moaning in agony. He flung the door open and sat you in the floor before hurrying around for matches. "Take your wet clothes off you'll freeze" he demanded, he too sounding dreadfully cold. You began to unzip your thick coat, slipping it off. It took a while before Bradley began to help you, slipping off your shirt to reveal your pale stomach and red arms. He lit the fire and lay you down, covering you in blankets and coats as you snuggled down under them, the cold beginning to vanish.
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You woke to the sound of light snoring coming from behind you. You opened your eyes slowly, your body stiff from almost freezing to death. You felt the sudden weight of the blankets and coats and something else on top of you. You rolled over slowly to reveal a sleeping boy. Bradley had his arm wrapped tightly around you, keeping you warm as he lay in his t-shirt with no jacket. The fire burned low as it was running out of wood. "B-brad... Bradley.." you shook him gently, your breath wisping through the air. He woke slowly. "Y-your gonna f-freeze" You stuttered our, even you were cold. He shrugged. You sighed and pulled him under the blanket with you, his arms were deathly cold as they touched your warm skin. "Jeez your cold" you whispered. He smiled and chuckled lightly, his eyes remaining closed and his brown hair hanging over his face.
His body fell limp beside you as you felt his arms become numb against you, the cold is his arms becoming unrecognisable. You watched as his chest role and fell. Stop. You shouldn't be thinking about him this way. He's your best friend, nothing more. You sighed, rolling over and sitting up, the chill biting at you. You stood up and slipped on another jacket. "Where are you going?" You heard a small voice come form beneath the blankets. "We need more wood, the fires dying down" you replied. You saw the blankets shift a little to reveal Brads face, covered in stranded pieces of hair. You giggled at the sight. "Stay here, Get back under the blanket you'll freeze to death" you were now demanding. He scoffed. "What and let you go out there alone, in the middle of the night?" He asked, getting up. He had a point, but you still wanted to look out for him.
You pushed him down, not to hard but not too soft. "I said stay here" you glared at him. He pushed your arm off him a little too harshly making you fall into his chest. A swarm of butterflies flooded in your stomach, almost making you feel sick. "Uh.. Sorry" you apologised. He was staring at your face, examining every part of it. You placed you hand next to his head to lift yourself up but before you could move, a firm hand slithered around your waist pulling you back down into his chest. You glanced at him, the blood travelling to your head. He didn't blink. "Everything ok?" You asked, swallowing hard. "Y-yeah... It's just..." he paused. You tilted your head slightly, attempting again to sit up. "What?..." you said lightly. You both drifted off into a small moment of silence. Bringing each other closer. Your faces were now ghosting over each other. His eyes closed slowly, lifting his head. Your felt like it was going to explode. You placed a single finger on his lips, your eyes still open. He opened his eyes abruptly. "What are you doing?" You asked.
He paused for a moment. I watched as his jaw ticked away, trying to come up with a small solution as to why, I guessed, he was about to kiss me? "Uh.. I-Uh.." you giggled at his awkwardness. You leaned down connecting the space between us, your lips landing on his. His cheeks were bitterly cold as your hand cane round to touch his cheek. You felt him sink into the kiss slowly, his brown locks storming your forehead as you moved deeper. You pulled away suddenly, like your body was taking over your mind. You felt a pit in your stomach. "Y/N.. is everyone ok? I'm sorry I—"
"It's not you.." you said, getting up suddenly. You dusted yourself off and darted for the door. "Forget that... It was a mistake... I.. I'm sorry" you darted out he door and out into the vast land of snow and ice...
To be continued...
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