James and Anna - Part 2

He continued looking around. Anna sure had a lot of things. He found multiple plushies, a few doodles on school papers, even two poems. He opened a few drawers. There were pens, coloring pencils, rulers. He opened the next one and closed it immediately as he saw bras and panties. He took a step back. "I suppose I shouldn't be looking through her stuff," James thought by himself and he sat down on the bed. He looked at the drawers, there was one left. "No, don't!" He told himself. "Although… I already had the drawer with underwear, so there's nothing embarrassing more to find, right?" He eased his mind.
His curiosity took over and he put his hand on the handle. "Ugh, I hate myself." He whispered as he opened it. Inside there were two small books; a thick black book and a thinner bleu one. He opened the black book first. It was filled with drawings, and what drawings. They were all very intimate. Not necessarily erotic – although those were there too – but more, very loving and close. They were some of her best drawings he had ever seen. After he turned a few pages he put the book back and picked up the bleu one.
Then he heard a noise coming from the hallway: "I found some clothes that might fit you, but I'm not-" Anna stopped abruptly as she saw the book in his hands. James looked at her in shock. "I,..I,.." He stuttered. "H-how much did you read? Anna asked. "Nothing, nothing!" James said, almost desperately. His face turned red with blush. He looked at Anna. Her face turned from slightly angry to a smile, then she started laughing. "What am I going to do with you? I can't even leave you alone for two minutes." She said. James started to lighten up. "Hehe, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself." He said. He gave her the book back and she put it in the drawer. "By the way, nice drawings. I've never seen that side of you." James said teasingly. Now it was her turn to blush. "You saw those then?" "Yeah, and they're really good I must say." She covered her face and mumbled from behind them, "Thanks"
James found that he had embarrassed her enough and decided to change the subject. "So you found some dry clothes?" "What?" Anna said, lowering her hands, "Oh, right! Yes, I found some old clothes from my dad. They may be a little too large though." She handed him the clothes. "The bathroom is at the second door to the left." She answered his unspoken question. James walked into the highway.
Anna sat down on the bed when she heard the door close. She noticed that he had looked through most of her stuff. "That idiot." She thought with a smile. His curiosity had often brought him into trouble. Even in the few months she knew him, he had often been told off about it by someone. She laid down and looked at the ceiling as her mind wondered. He had finally entered her home. After inviting him over and over again, getting no for an answer every time. This sure made her happy. Thank god he left his key inside.

James looked in the mirror. He had put on the clothes Anna gave him: Black cotton pants, a grey-bleu shirt and a black vest over it. It suited him. You almost couldn't tell they were clothes from someone bigger than him. The sleeves weren't too long, neither were the pants. Although he did have to wear a belt to keep the pants from falling.
He went back to Anna's room and found her lying down on the bed, with her eyes closed. "Ahem." He said. She sat up straight and looked at him with amazement. Her eyes were filled with joy. "Look at you, you look so handsome." She said. "Uhm, thanks." James replied. "Turn around" He turned around in a full circle, with his arms spread. "Wow, just wow!" She said and nodded approvingly. "Gee, thanks, haha" He said, "You look quite beautiful yourself." "Wh-what? But I didn't change my clothes." She said. "I know, you look beautiful in anything." He said. She stuck her tongue out playfully and said, " heh, Mr charming" She pulled him on the bed and they rolled over each other. They pushed each other of the bed, pulled each other back on again, just to smack them with a pillow. They continued on for a while, until they were both completely exhausted and out of breath.

They laid down on the bed, Anna's head on James' chest. He ran his fingers through her hair as always. They said nothing as they caught their breath. Then Anna asked, "James?" "Mmh?" "How are you going to get back? In your house I mean?" "I hadn't thought about that yet. My parents won't be back for at least a week. Perhaps I could try to get through the window in my room." Well you don't have to go." James looked at her, "What do you mean?" "Well, y-you know," She stuttered, "You c-could, uhm, sleep over." She looked at him and saw his puzzled face. And if she wasn't mistaken, she could see joy in his eyes. James didn't know what to say. This was what he wanted most in the world, but he couldn't tell her that off course. So he said the most logical thing, "I'd love to, but I don't know if my parents will be fine with that." Anna lowered her head and laughed. "You can be so naïve sometimes, James. That's why you aren't going to try your window, it's the perfect excuse." James looked at her and laughed as well. "Sometimes I forget how smart you are, Anna." After a small pause Anna asked, "So, that's a yes then?" "Off course it is." Was James' answer.
Anna laughed and threw her hands around him. He hugged her back, happy with his decision to stop being so careful all the time.