Like I Want You.

five

I wake up to knocks on my bedroom window. It was around 5 am, so this was kind of confusing. I look to my window and see little rocks being thrown at my window, I get out of bed and go towards my window, I look down and see Carl. I open my window, "What the hell Carl! It's like five in the morning and Sheila's sleep" I say in a whisper shout. "I just need someone to talk to. Can you come out please?" He says also in a whisper shout. I roll my eyes, close my window and then walk downstairs quietly. I go outside and he was standing there in front of the stairs, I sit down on the stairs and he comes and sits next to me. "So what was so important that you had to wake me up at five in the morning?" I asked him.

He stayed silent for a bit looking at the sky, "Do you think your life would have been different if your parents hadn't left you?" He asked still looking at the sky. "I don't know," it was silent for a second, "and why are you always asking about me, what about you?" I said looking towards him. He looks at me, his eyes were red, he was either high or he had been crying, I couldn't tell. "My life isn't interesting, you know the somewhat interesting details about my life like my parents and how I went to juvie, there's not much else to know, but there seems to be a whole lot to know about you." He says, it confused me considering he knew a lot about me by now.

"Well I don't know what to tell you, Carl I've told you everything. The only thing I guess I haven't mentioned is how much I miss my best friend Willow. That's it." I say to the exhausted looking boy next to me. I stand up and reach out my hand towards him, he looks at me with a confused expression. "You're tired, I'm not gonna let you walk back down there so come on." I say, he thinks for a second and grabs my hand. When he grabbed my hand I instantly felt something in my stomach for some odd reason. I shake the thought away and pull him up from the stairs, we walk into the house quietly and go into my room.

"I can get on the floor." He says, I would feel very bad if I let him sleep on the floor. "No, you can sleep in my bed, we just met it's not like we'd do something." I say sitting down on my bed. "We just met is the reason why it would be weird if we slept together." He said sitting in a chair in the corner of my room. "Oh my gosh. You're making it sound like we're having sex if we sleep in the same bed." I say getting myself comfortable, "Get in the bed Carl, please. You really need some sleep." I say to him, "Fine." He says like a five year old being forced to eat their vegetables. He gets into the bed and I turn off my lamp. "goodnight carl." I whispered even though I knew he had already fallen asleep. Something about him makes me feel like a kid in a candy store and we just met.