Frozen(47)

I peaked at Darcy and saw he had a bottle of wine.

A large bottle of wine which was exactly what I needed.

I held my hand out and took the opened bottle from Darcy when he handed it to me. I took at least five large gulps of the bottle and handed it back to him. He have a few gulps of the bottle then put it on the floor next to the couch. I shook my head as the liquid flowed down through my body, and I after a moment I pressed my face back against my knees as Darcy chuckled.

"Why are you being like this?"

I refused to look up at him.

"Being like what?" I mumbled.

I heard Darcy walk toward me and it caused me to tense.

"Like this. You're acting like a little girl who saw her first coc-"

"Don't say that word," I growled and cut Darcy off before he could finish his sentence.

Darcy laughed as he fell onto the couch next to me. "You don't like that word?"

I didn't mind it, but when Darcy said it, it sounded dirty... dirty in a good way.

"No, I don't."

Darcy lightly chuckled. "Okay, you're acting like a little girl who has never seen a penis before."

I elbowed him in the stomach and he coughed then laughed, hard.

"You're such a dickhead, Darcy Hart!" I snapped.

I tried to get up from the couch but Darcy's arms closed around me making that impossible.

"I'm sorry. I won't laugh anymore."

Yeah, like I'd believed that.

I sighed in defeat. "I don't care, laugh it up."

Darcy released me from his hold, but left one arm draped around my shoulder.

"I'm only playing with you, Neala Girl. You know that, right?"

I did, but it was still embarrassing.

"Did you come in here to talk about this morning? Because if you did, you can feck off."

Darcy shook with silent laughter.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay. You've barely looked at me since this morning and that is odd, even for you."

I leaned my head back on Darcy's arm and looked up to the dark ceiling.

"I know you couldn't help it, it was just your body and not you. I know all that, but still... it touched me, Darcy."

Darcy lost it and quickly wrapped both his arms around my body when I tried to get up from the couch once more. He howled with laughter and yelped and screeched when I pinched his skin in an attempt for him to let me go, but he didn't. He held on to me tightly, and I hated that I loved every second of it.

"I'm sorry," he wheezed with laughter. "I'll stop... just give me a second."

He was such a moron - he laughed at everything.

I muttered obscenities to myself until Darcy calmed himself down, which wasn't for at least three minutes.

"Okay, I'm okay," he said.

I tilted my head back and looked to my right at him. "Are you sure?"

Darcy smiled wide. "Just don't say me boner touched you again in that horrified tone and I'll be perfectly fine."

I rolled my eyes and looked back to the ceiling. "You're an eejit. You know that, right?"

"Yes."

I couldn't help it, I laughed.

Darcy lightly nudged me until I looked back at him.

"You know what this reminds me of?"

I was intrigued.

"What?" I asked.

"When we were little, before the drama started between us, you would lie against me like you are now and you'd happily stay that way for hours. It was as if you felt safe in me arms, like you knew I would protect you from anything."

I melted. "You would protect me from anything back then, Darcy. I knew you would."

He nudged me. "I still would."

I swallowed and looked forward.

What the hell was I supposed to say to that?

"I'm not sweet talking you. I've just never told you that even though we have hate for one another, I still have a lot love for you. Even though we are at each other's throats all the time, you're a huge part of me life. You take up half of it to be honest."

I was half of Darcy's life?

"Wow," I whispered.

Darcy chuckled, "Deep, huh?"

I nodded my head. "I'm not sure what to think. This is the weirdest conversation we've ever had."

Darcy's snorted. "It's called being civil to one another."

I pretended to be disgusted. "I don't like it."

Darcy pulled a face at me and pinched my side making me squeal and him laugh.

"Do you think being stuck here together will change us?" I randomly asked.

It was a question sitting in the back of my mind since Darcy told me what he did for me when we were teenagers.

Darcy thought about it for a moment then nodded his head. "I do. I mean, it has. Look how different we are with one another and it's only been a few days. Sure, we've still had spats here and there, but we're both alive, which speaks volumes… I mean, do you even remember why we acted the way we did for all those years?