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Landon's Point of View

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Landon's Point of View

"Are you uncomfortable around me when you're sober?" I looked into those hazel eyes and got lost in them. "I'm never sober, Landon." She smiled and moved closer to me, her hand never leaving mine. My ears were ringing, but the sound was her precious voice. I couldn't feel anything in my body or mind as I looked at her. But if I wasn't high, I know exactly what I'd feel. "Are you my new best friend?" She asked me. Her voice was so soft and low as she talked to me. "Do you want me to be your new best friend, Chanel?" She laughed when I said her name. "You could be the Bugs to my Lola Bunny." I smiled at her but my smile fell when she pulled her hand away and turned around. She pushed her body against mine and pulled my arm over her, and intertwined her hand with mine once again.

I rested my chin on her and watched as the room twirled into a black hole over and over again. "Do you sleep at night, Landon?" She asked, moving our hands close to her chest. "No. I haven't slept naturally in a while." I told her truthfully. "Can we skip school tomorrow?" I chuckled and moved my face lower to rest on hers. "It's the second day of school." She shrugged, and I felt her loosen up in my grasp. "I think I might actually fall asleep tonight." Her eyes shut but her hand tightened around mine. I pushed my other hand underneath her and wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her closer. "Good night, Bunny." Though I wasn't able to sleep like she did I kept my eye on her the whole night.

I listened as people found rooms, and as the others left. Engines revved as they drove down the road. The music shut off and everything went quiet. After about two hours, everything went still. My high faded and all I could do was listen to Chanel breath. In my arms, I held something so unique. Something that seemed priceless. Yet it felt like I didn't know what it was besides its name. I will spend as long as I need to, just to make sure this priceless being is known and never broken. Again.

"Lucas?" I lifted my body carefully moving from her. "Lucas?" She whispered again. I could feel her heartbeat racing and so was mine. "I love you Lucy." Before I could process it, her eyes fluttered open and her hand squeezed mine. She looked around and when her eyes met mine she calmed down. "Did I wake you?" She asked, laying back down and staring out the window. My body stiffened around her but never let go. "No, you didn't." She rubbed her eyes and turned around to look at me. "I was talking in my sleep wasn't I?" She flashed a quick smile.

She let go of my hand and she placed her palm on my cheek. "When I was fifteen, I lost my whole world." She tried to smile through it, but the pain in her dimmed eyes were seeable. I loosened up when I realized she was about to open up to me. I kept my arm around her waist and kept her close. "My brother, Lucas and my father, Theo, passed away in a car crash. Drunk driver hit them off the bridge." A tear fell down her face, which she quickly wiped, not letting me see more than she's willing to show.

"I was supposed to go with them, but I was stupid and said I wanted to watch stupid tv. I should've gone. Died with them, it's not like I'm doing any good here anyways." She said, pulling her hand off of my face. She put her hands together and laid them under her head as she looked anywhere but my face. "I'm so sorry." I told her. "But, good or not, you're doing a lot. If it counts, I'm glad you stayed to watch stupid tv." She chuckled and wiped her face as another tear fell. She looked up to me and I moved my face down closer to hers. So close she didn't have to move as the tip of our noses touched.

She closed her eyes and hesitated before her lips met mine. After a soft kiss she opened her eyes and looked at me. I didn't move an inch and to my surprise she kissed me again. I moved my hand from under her and held her face in both my hands. Every second my lips were on her's felt like the high I've been searching for my whole life. Her tongue pushed into my mouth as I slowly pulled her underneath me. Never pulling away, I laid myself between her legs as they shaped around my torso. I sucked on her full lips as she tilted her head, to feel more. "Landon?" She whispered against my lips before pulling away. I rested my forehead against hers as her hands traveled up my back.

"We should head home. We have class in the morning." Her teary eyes opened and looked at me. I didn't say anything and only got off of her. She sat up as I got off the bed. I grabbed her heels and put them  back on her feet. I put my hand out and she placed her hand in mine standing up as well. I grabbed my jacket and put it over her, grabbing the small clear bag off the desk and putting it in the pocket of my jacket.

When we walked out the room the only lights were from the kitchen down stairs. As we were walking out the front door I checked the time and noticed we only had about an hour before sunrise. "Want to go see the fish with me?" She looked up to me and agreed to do so. "How'd you find them?" She leaned closer to me and watched as we took the same steps. "That old friend of mine who did my tattoo one night we went walking while high off something and we stumbled upon them. He loved them."

"Past tense?" I nodded. "He overdosed a few nights ago." I said calmly. Him and I weren't exactly the closest of friends and at the moment I'm still coming down from the pulls. "I'm sorry." We turned a sharp left and walked down an ally for a short cut. I pushed open the steel door and let her in first. She took off her heels and walked over to the fish. She wasted no time and got in the middle of them. They swarmed around her thighs as I watched from a distance. She moved her hands around them carefully and talked to them about Lucas.

I brought my thumb up to my lips and softly touched them. The thought of her full lips on mine. I wanted to feel that again. I wanted more than three minutes. The feeling of being on top of her. I've kissed others. I've even touched girls the way they asked me to. However, not one of those girls was good enough for me to sleep with them. Yet I look at her and she feels like she's the one who's good enough.

Good enough for my virginity.

Good enough for my virginity

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