iii. PARIS: To Love You

You woke up to find yourself in the middle of an island, your body entwined with Paris's in a quite uncomfortable embrace, that is being completely enveloped by him.

"Paris...wake up..." you tried to wake him up to no avail.

"Hmmmm...." he sounded like he is up to no good.

"You are awake, aren't you?" You asked him, sure that he was teasing you.

"Hmmmm... I'm asleep," he whispered, like a child trying to get away with murder.

You blushed profusely, thankful that his eyes were closed, and can't see how your cheeks have turned to an almost tomato hue.

"You are awake, stop being silly, we are stranded," you tried to reason with him, as you attempted to push him away.

"Stranded... sounds good..." he said, tightening his embrace as he rolled you both on the sand. Now the position has been reversed, he was on top, and his eyes wide opened.