I'll Steal You Flowers (Pierce the Veil)

Chapter 20

Chapter 20! I feel like this is a big milestone in writing a story. Sorry for late update, studying for finals, but I hope you enjoy!

Lily's POV

I woke up that morning in a sitting position with my face pressed up against slightly cold glass. When I opened my eyes I was looking into the backyard I recognized as Tony's. Wait. Where the he- 

oh wait, I slept over last night. After recovering from my slight panic I lifted my head up to see myself sitting on the window seat with my legs stretched next to a sleeping Tony and his legs being next to me. I remember everything. It was really fun just sitting here all night and talking. Eventually, I caved in and told him I wanted to sit on this gorgeous window seat. So we both sat here and listened to music until we fell asleep.

Even though there was a pain in my neck I twisted it to look at Tony's clock and saw it was nearly eleven. We were up pretty late, so I would've expected us to sleep until maybe one, but I'm not one to get much sleep. As nice a view as this is, I can't sit here until Tony wakes up. It took nearly five minutes to sneak around his legs, but eventually, I got up from the window seat and walked over to my tiny backpack. Tony's room didn't have a bathroom and I don't want to go into his closet, that's just a privacy invasion, so I took out my leggings and a long sleeve shirt and sat on the ground next to his bed so I was blocked out of his view.

It was awkward, so I tried to change as quickly as I could from my sweatpants to my leggings, but I managed to change without waking Tony. But I decided against the shirt, just keeping my hoodie on instead. Or should I say Tony's hoodie? He called me out on it last night and dear God was that embarrassing.

I was laying down on Tony's bed as we were deep in conversation about guitar since we both play when he snapped out of his musical rant. "Lily, is that my sweatshirt?" He asked and I didn't even realize. I had grabbed the first sweatshirt I saw as I left.

"No." I said as I lifted my head, trying to catch a glimpse at the symbol on my sweatshirt. Long behold it was the symbol of Tony's baseball team.

"That's funny because my baseball sweatshirt went missing and you suddenly have one just like it with my name on it." He said jokingly, like he was trying not to laugh. My face was red but I knew that eventually I would get caught with it.

"That is funny. But I bet that whoever has your sweatshirt is thoroughly enjoying it and it's softness." I said, praying that he would let me keep it.

"Ya know, if it wasn't you who had it I'd be pissed, but you can keep it. For now." He said and laughed. I turned my face towards him and smiled, admiring the friendship we've managed to make in such a short time

So now I'm home free, I get to keep the best sweatshirt in the world. I stood up and Tony was still sleeping on the seat, and I figured that he'd be there for a long while. This is the one thing I never liked about sleeping over, I always wake up way before the other person. I kinda stood there not knowing what to do when I saw a small stack of paper on Tony's desk. Well, don't mind if I do. I grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil and lay down on the hardwood floor.

I layed there for a long while sketching whatever came into my mind, mostly whatever small things I could see in Tony's room. So there were a couple guitars, two little turtles that I added overly large eyes to, a skateboard, and a mickey mouse. The page was eventually full and I ran out of things to do. Around 12:30 I was coloring the turtle's shell in a little darker when I finally heard Tony make a noise. I looked up and he was, in fact, stirring on the seat. His eyes fluttered open and he looked outside.