No copyright infringement intended, for entertaining purposes only. ---------------------------- Marathon Part 7/9 ---------------------------- "That's weird. I could've sworn it opened without trouble yesterday," he said. "I know, me too. Here, let me try." He stepped out of my way and I grabbed the doorknob. I turned it and pushed as hard as I could against the door, but it didn't open. "Great. Now we're stuck here, with nothing to eat but candy bars," I whined. Nick walked over to the window and looked out of it. "Oh..." he said lamely. "What, 'oh'?" "I know why we can't open the door..." "For heaven's sake, could you please tell me why?" "We're snowed in." "Snowed in?!" I yelled panickedly. "How did that happen? I didn't even know it was snowing." "Neither did I, but it's quite a lot. Here, come and see for yourself." I walked up to him and looked out of the window. I gulped as I saw all of the snow. It was so high it was like we were half under the ground. The snow even reached the window. "If more snow falls today, or these few days, we could be sitting here for a few days, maybe even weeks." I gulped again. How could we even survive a few days, if we didn't have food? Plus the fact that Nick had to worry about his blood sugar, too. "Crap..." I muttered. "You can say that again..." I groaned as I let myself fall on the bed. He sat down next to me. "How are we gonna survive?" I muttered to no one in particular. "We'll find a way. Here, I see some wood over there, and there's a fireplace, maybe I can make a fire." "Yeah, but how, though? I don't have a lighter, because I don't smoke." "I do." "You do?" I asked surprisedly. "Don't worry, I don't smoke," Nick said quickly as he saw my face. "You better not..." He chuckled. "Again, don't worry. I'm very simple. I don't smoke, don't drink and I don't use drugs." "Good, because I don't either." He smiled. "But if you don't smoke, then why do you have a lighter?" I asked confusedly. "I don't know why, but Demi gave it to me for my twenty-first birthday." "Can I see it?" "Sure." He got the lighter out of his pocket and handed it over to me. It was simple and made of gold. It had his full name engraved in it. I gave it back to him. "It's pretty." He smiled at me. "Well, let's get this fire started, why don't we?" I smirked automatically, making him chuckle. He walked up to the fireplace and threw a couple of pieces of wood in it. He lit them up with his lighter and the fire slowly grew bigger. I grabbed the comforter off of the bed and Nick and I sat down in front of the fire, on the thick carpet. I wrapped the comforter around us. This could be considered romantic if the situation wouldn't have been so stupid. I snuggled a little closer to Nick and rested my head on his shoulder. "Are you still cold?" he asked. I nodded, grabbing every chance to be close to him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me onto his lap. I thankfully buried myself into him. He smiled. "Thanks..." I said quietly. "It's okay." He smiled again as he looked into my eyes, with me staring back. His eyes were beautiful. Sometimes they were a chocolate brown, and sometimes they were black. This time they were chocolate brown, with the fire giving a warm glow over them. As I was busy drowning in his eyes, he slowly lifted his hand up to my cheek. My breath got caught in my throat as he softly stroked my skin. "You're beautiful, you know that?" I felt the heat rise up to my cheeks as he smiled. "And I love it when you blush." I felt my cheeks only grow hotter as he spoke. "I don't," I mumbled. He chuckled his throaty chuckle, my favorite. He smiled again and he kissed my cheek. It burned. He smiled as he saw how dazzled I was. "You wanna know what I think?" he asked. "What?" I managed to get over my lips. "I think I like you." --------------------------- Oooh! Totally expected, though, haha!

• published: 24 Dec 2010
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