Tangled Love

I felt warm lips meet with my forehead and stirred in my sleep, feeling extremely uncomfortable. My back ached from the position I was in and I groaned quietly opening one eye. The room was dark and it took me a few seconds to register I was in the living room. Jake was sprawled out on the couch, his hair a total mess.

I jumped off the arm chair and felt my legs wobble a little from my sudden movement.

“Careful, Muffin.” Jake chuckles quietly. I narrow my eye's at him and sit back down on the arm chair, my body protests in pain.

"Where did you go, Jake?" I ask, groaning from the slightest movement.

"Here and there," Jake replies vaguely, sitting up. He stretches his arms out and places them behind his head casually. I glare at him and he holds his hands up in surrender —

"I had a work thing with a few buddies, okay?"

His eyebrows raised and he sat up straighter, intrigued. "The police? What did you

mum gave us an alibi."

Jake grins from my words before leaning back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. He let

to pay for that tomorrow

at me before holding his arms out. I stood up, wincing a little and climbed into Jake's lap, my arms wrapping around his neck. His scent was like a comfort to me and I didn't bother hiding the fact that I was inhaling his scent deeply. Jake didn't seemed to mind and wrapped his arms

gratefully and I mumble a response, letting

been a complete rollercoaster but something tells me the ride isn't over yet. .

"Jake?"

Emily?"

who chased me in the park is the police officer who showed up

brows shooting up. I nod quickly —

on Jake's lap. He pauses, freezing underneath me. I feel his warm fingers grasp hold of my chin gently, turning it towards his direction. His face is emotionless, eyes darkening by the second and a small shiver travels down my spine.