Getting Closer ?

Clary's P.O.V.

He started showing me around the house. He first showed me the indoor pool.

"Wow, it's very nice. Okay, I am warning you now; if you can't find me in the house, you should know that I will be right there," I said, and he chuckled. "So what is next?"

"Next is the arcade room," he said as he led the way.

We then went to the arcade room, which was really huge but filled with everything you could imagine. Then we went to the library, and as soon as I entered, I fell in love. It was huge and consisted of two floors.

"It's so beautiful; I like reading so much, and I love sitting in such a quiet place, so I will be spending most of my time in here," I said as I took a book out to see it, then asked him to show me the gym. So we went to a room that was very close to his room. I am surprised I didn't notice it before. When we went inside, he

"This is where I work out every morning before I go to work," he said as he crossed his arms and leaned on the wall, which caused his muscles to flex, which caught my eye.

"I am surprised that it doesn't show on you." I teased him, and he looked shocked.

"Can't you see these muscles, babe?" he said as he flexed his arms in front of me, and I shook my head. So he did something that surprised me: he took off his shirt right in front of me.

"Tell me now, don't you see these packs and abs?" He said that, which made me look at his packs and abs.

Damn, I was shamelessly checking him out!

But honestly, he was hot, like a sexy Greek god.

Oh my god, look at those abs and his eight packs, down to his.....

STOP THESE DIRTY THOUGHTS

"Take a picture; it will last longer!" he said, laughing.

"You know what, I will," I said.

"You will what?" he asked, confused.

"Take a picture," I said, taking out my phone. "Now pose"

He grinned as he posed for me to take the picture, which made me laugh.

"Now come on, wear your shirt, and let's go," I said as I tossed him his shirt, which he caught gracefully and started putting on, and I stood there watching him and watching his arms and abs flex.

I just want to touch them.

Stop

Or maybe run my tongue over them.

Oh god, I have to stop these thoughts.

After that, he showed me the rest of the rooms, and the last stop was the theatre.

"Let me say that I'm truly impressed with the house." I said, "You have a nice taste."

"Thank you, my lady," he said in a weird British accent that made me laugh, and he laughed along with me.

"Now tell me what movie you want to watch." He asked me

"I don't know, anything you'd like." I said, shrugging.

"Ok, first let's go make some popcorn and get some candy from the kitchen," he said, and he grabbed my hands and dragged me to the kitchen, and I kept looking at our entwined hands.

I think I like the way our hands fit together.

Anyhow, when we reached the kitchen, he started making the popcorn, and I started getting the candy. When he was finished with the popcorn, we started getting back to the theatre, and when we reached there, he put on a movie.

"How about we watch a scary movie?" he asked me.

What ?! Out of all genres, he chose horror. I can't tell him that I get scared of them; he will surely make fun of me.

" Clary? Are you ok with horror movies?" He asked again, and I just nodded, so he started the movie and then came to sit next to me.

We started watching the movie, and then a scary scene showed up.

Stop, Clary, you can do it; it's not even that scary; it's all fake; they are just acting; none of it is real.

I keep trying to convince myself, but I just can't help it when he kills her right in front of me, so I scream, take Leon's hand, and hide my face in his chest while he just chuckles.

"Is it over yet?" I asked him, but my voice is muffled since I am burying my head in his chest.

"Yes, you can look now," he said, and I removed my head from his chest and blushed at the awkward position we were in.

"Sorry," I said.

"It's okay, don't worry about it," he said, and I returned to sit back straight in my seat and attempted to take my hand away from his, but he didn't let it go, so I just kept it there.

So the movie was really scary, so every time a scary scene came up, I would turn into Leon and squeeze his hands, and he would tell me when the scene was over.

After the movie ended, we closed everything and started going back to our rooms. When we reached my room, as I was about to turn the doorknob, he said

"Are you sure you are not scared anymore? I mean, I could give you another hug," he said teasingly.

"Ha ha, very funny, Leon, and no thank you," I said as I slapped his arm, and he laughed.

"Okay, okay, fine," he said. "Then good night, Clary."

"Good night, Leon," I said, and I went into my room. I then went to the bathroom to do my regular nightly routine and tried to ignore my paranoia about the movie and continue to do my routine. I then walked out of the bathroom to the closet and changed into my PJs, which consisted of a pullover and shorts. After changing, I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and then went to bed.

I shut my eyes, but all I could think of was that damn scary movie. What will I do?

Maybe you could go to Leon?

what will he do to me if i went to him ? He won't magically make me forget the movie so I can sleep.

Yes, but you can sleep next to him, you know, in order to feel safe.

Of course not.

Who the hell am I talking to to begin with? I am definitely going mad.

I am your conscious, you idiot.

I am the idiot. What kind of conscious tells its owner, or whatever we are to each other (I don't really know), to go sleep in his bed next to him?

I ignore it and try to sleep again, but I groan when I can't sleep.

So I took my phone, got out of bed, and made my way to Leon's room. When I reached his door, I knocked, but he didn't respond.

He is probably asleep. I should go back to my room and try to sleep again. Just as I started to leave, his door opened to reveal a topless Leon only wearing sweatpants with messy hair that seemed as if he ran his hand through it several times.

"What's wrong, Clary? Everything's okay?" He asked, looking worried.

"Yes, nothing is wrong. I'm just going back to my room," I said, and I started to leave for the second time, but he grabbed my arm to stop.

"There's definitely something wrong, or you wouldn't have come to me and knocked on the door, right? What is it, Clary? You can tell me anything. Aren't we friends?"

I nodded and said, "It's just that I can't sleep. You know, because of that movie, I am a bit scared, so I came to ask you if I can sleep here because I can't sleep on my own." He just stared at me, and he seemed to be thinking, "But you know, it's not important any more. I think I can manage. I don't want to bother you. I am sorry," I said, and I started leaving for the third time.

"Clary, stop. Of course you can sleep here," he said as he opened his door widely for me to step in.

"Are you sure?" I asked hesitantly.

"100 percent, now come in," he said, and I walked in and started to look around his room, and honestly, it was beautiful, definitely different from what I imagined it to be, and definitely not messy. I have seen glimpses of it before but never focused on its details.

Surely, it's black, which is his favourite colour, but it is beautiful.

"You like it?" he asked from behind me.

"Yes, a lot; it's beautiful." "I told you you have good taste," I said.

"Thank you," he whispered, and when I turned around and caught him checking me out, I grinned.

"Take a picture; it will last longer," I said, mimicking his voice from earlier, which made him laugh.

"I will take a picture; you are no better than me," he said as he reached for his phone. I posed, and when he took the picture, I started making my way to his bed. "Interesting PJs, by the way," he said, looking at my bare legs, which I quickly covered with the blanket.

"Thanks, now you sleep on your side and I sleep on this side, and I will make a pillow wall that neither of us crosses so no one invades the other's personal space," I said, and he laughed and nodded.

I set up the pillow wall and then looked at Leon to see him standing there watching me.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" I asked him, confused.

"Yes, of course I'll sleep," he said as he got in, on his side of the bed, and then turned to me.

"Clary, can I ask you a question?" he asked

"Sure," I said.

"If you are scared of horror movies, why didn't you tell me?" I wouldn't have played that movie."

"Honestly?" I asked, and he hummed in response, "I thought you would make fun of me for being scared."

"Clary, I would never make fun of you," he said, which makes my heart swell with gratitude.

"Thank you, Leon," I said.

"No need to thank me, Clary; promise that you will tell me everything from now on without thinking twice."

"I promise," I said, and I leaned over the pillow wall and gave him a peck on the cheek. He blushed, and I thought, "Now, can you please turn off the lights so I can sleep?"

He nodded and turned off the light, and I put my head on the pillow.

I shut my eyes and started drifting off to sleep when I heard him whisper, "Good night, princess."

But I was already too tired to reply.

P.S.: Sorry for the late update, but I was just busy with my midterm exams, then I had the practical exams. I hardly even had time to hold the phone.

I hope you enjoy the chapter.

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