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"Yes, I can guess. I'm guessing you miss sex, huh?" she asks with a laugh.

"Yeah, that too," I mutter, with a laugh at how blunt she is.

"Honestly, I'm happy to see you laughing. I was so worried about you." She pats my leg.

"Thanks, bestie." I grin at her.

That’s the moment Elliot comes into the room. He frowns at Allie as he mutters something I can't hear before sitting in the empty chair and handing me some sandwiches, chocolate bars, crisps, and a chocolate muffin. I smile at him as he says, "I wasn't sure what to get you."

"This is too much, but thank you. I don't need five sandwiches, do you want one, Allie?" I ask as she glares at Elliot.

"Sure," she says awkwardly. I remember that Elliot and Allie don't get along, but they seem angrier toward each other today; did I miss something?

Elliot holds out a sandwich to her. "It’s cheese. It’s your favourite if I remember right." She accepts, looking shocked and not saying anything. "I'm off. I will see you tomorrow, Izzy."Elliot picks up his helmet and leaves while we both watch him.

"I can't believe he remembered," Allie mutters to herself as she opens the sandwich and takes Elliot’s seat.

"That he remembers your favourite sandwich?" I ask,confused.

"Yeah, I had them every day for school because our parents were always off somewhere, and I hated the cafeteria food," she says with a slight sigh in the direction of the door where Elliot left.

"Wow, I'm surprised he noticed,"I agree.

"Me too." She shakes her head and smiles at me. "So, when are you planning your great escape?" she asks, and we laugh together. We spend the next few hours chatting, until Blake turns up and Allie goes off home. Blake gets onto the bed with me, and we cuddle until I fall asleep in his arms.

Chapter30

BLAKE

Two weeks later.

Ismile as the girl of my dreams stands next to her finished painting and drawings of what she believes life to be. In the middle is a hand drawing of my eyes; it’s really something and, honestly, makes me love her more for it. There are beaches from different viewpoints, on different sized canvases around it, which she told me are from little holidays with her mum. I remember when she first showed me the completed drawing of my eyes. I threw her over my shoulder and took her to a storage cupboard in school and showed her how much it meant to me by making her moan my name.

It's beautiful and well-drawn. Izzy really has something special with art and is top of the class, but I didn’t expect any different. Speaking of the angel, Izzy walks over to me with a grin on her face and looks at my work.

She shouldn’t be surprised it’s pictures of her, as she is all I’ve thought about these last few months. There are five different ones, and the first is of when I first saw her at that party when she was standing by the wall looking lost and beautiful. The others are random times that she smiles or laughs, and she still looks stunning in every moment.

"Wow, Blake," she says, and suddenly I'm a little nervous she doesn't like them.

"What do you think?" I ask and wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her to my side. I'm careful to avoid her other arm, which is still in the cast.

As stubborn as Izzy is, she was back at school the week after she was kidnapped. Everyone believed us, that it was a car accident caused by an animal. My arm is still sore, but my stitches have come out now.

"It's beautiful. I love you," she says in a whisper full of emotion, looking up at me. I can't help myself as I slide my hand to her cheek and kiss her. I meant it to be gentle, but suddenly, I lose myself and the kiss deepens. A few weeks without sex are making me forget I’m in public and I groan.

"As much as this is hot, I don't need to see it this early in the morning," Allie’s voice comes from next to us.

"Sorry, well actually, I'm not," Izzy says, breaking away from the kiss but staying at my side.

"Yeah, yeah, miss ‘I’m getting laid for the first time in weeks tonight,’ come and show me your work."She loops an arm through Izzy’s, pulling her away from me.

"See you in a bit." Izzy winks at me before walking off with Allie.

"I see that you have gotten into the local university for a teaching course, Mr. Frost," says our teacher as she studies my work next to me.

"Yes, I was accepted fully yesterday," I reply. I remember getting my letter as Izzy and Seb were accepted into the university too. We will all start this September, which is in two months’ time.

"That's good, and I'm glad for you. Brilliant work," she says before walking off.I look around to find my friends. I find Seb and Elliot chatting by his work.

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