James and I lay intertwined. Holding onto each other as if there was no tomorrow. I kiss him again and he smiles at me. Suddenly I realize how long we've been up here.
"Where's your parents? It's been at least 5 hours that you all have been here. Shouldn't you have left by now?" I ask.
"I don't know and honestly I don't care. I'm here with you. What else matters?" He says while pulling me closer to him, holding me, kissing me, touching me.
His warm skin feels so soft and precious against mine. My mind starts to wander. Was this his first time? Am I special to him? I kiss him again and push myself closer against his body until all thoughts have escaped my mind. I fall into an uneasy sleep.
I wake up and realize its 5 in the morning. I hear banging on my door and muffled voices that I'm to tired to understand. I wake up James and tell him that someone is outside my door. We both get up and help each other get dressed, with an occasional kiss. I look at him.
"Nothing happened between us. We just sat up here and talked. Okay?" I say.
"Of course my perfect little angel," he says and smiles.
We open the door and prepare for questions. No one asks any questions they just rush off. James walks out the door, Tori follows him and takes a second to wink at me. Her wink is sexy, intriguing, amazing. My mind wanders off to what it would be like to be with her. A perfect, sexy lesbian couple? Then I think of what James and I have. A sexy, secretive, living relationship that has its little flaws. I walk back upstairs and into my room, laying on my bed. It smells like James and I want him back here, back on me, back loving me. I drift off into a sleep filled with the mesmerizing memories of last night.
