Sparks Fly

Sparks Fly - 16

"Now i know why all the trees change in the fall

i know you were on my side even when i was wrong

and i love you

for giving me your eyes,

staying back and watching me shine."

[16]

The kiss had surprisedd me. I had been thinking we were just two friends going to hang out, but i was wrong. The feelings for Yale that i ha killed and burried, ressurected themselves an decided to visit me. Why did he have to go and kiss me? I thought. He ruined whatever chance at being friends that we had.

I climbed into bed after changing into my pajammas. I laid there, just thinking about waht to do next, how i would handle this situation. But honestly, i had no idea. I couldnt sleep. this was driving me insane. I wouldnt be able to sleep if i didnt get through what had just happened. i climbed out of bed, slipping on my uggs over my yoga pants and a hoodie over my tank top. i snuck out of my bedroom slyly, and started up the BMW, since it was smaller than the range Rover.

I had been to Yale's house once before for a dinner party hosted by his parents, that my parents forced me to go to so i sorta knew where he lived. I parked slightly away from his house, and climbed out of the BMW, pulling out my phone.

After two rings he answered.

"Morrison?" his voice was husky and you could tell he had been asleep. It was kind of hot.

"Come outside... like now."

"...Why?" He asked me suspiciously.

I sighed and rolled my eyes even though i knew he couldnt see me. "Because im out here. duh."

"Why?"

"Because I need to talk to you idiot!"

"Youre talking to me right now."

"JUST COME DOWN HERE AND STOP BEING DIFFICULT." I heard him sigh on the other line.

"Okay. ill be down there in a minute." I waited probably two minutes till his front door opened and he called to me from the front of the walk way. "Morrison! come in."

I quickly rushed over to him and  followed  him inside of the Collin's Mansion. We headed upstairs to his bedroom and I took a seat at his desk as he climbed back into his gigantic bed. His room wasnt how i imagined it, but at the same time it fit him perfectly. It hard dark hardwood floors and royal blue walls. his bed had a large black comforter on it and egyption cotten black sheets, it was probably the most comfortable looking bed id ever seen. He had a white desk with a Mac on it, followed by little random sketches of animals. There were clothes scattered lazily around the room, but not that many, you could tell they were just from today and the maid hadnt cleaned in his room yet.

"Talk." He said, looking at me expectantly.

"Why... why did you kiss me Yale?"

"Because i like you." He said bluntly as if it wasnt anything. "I guess i shouldnt of done it, but i couldnt help myself. I just... really like you." I didnt even think about what i was doing before i was across the room, grabbing Yale's face and kissing him dead on the lips.

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