His Nerd.

Chapter 13

I wasn't able to slip a wink throughout the night. Caleb tried his best to comfort me, and I was really grateful for that. That picture... I wonder.. Caleb stirred in his sleep and muttered a few words. I looked down at the floor, and there he was. Wrapped in a thick duvet. I sighed and rubbed my eyes.

Should I check my phone?

I looked to my side where the bedside cabinet was, and my phone was placed there. With a bit of hesitation, I picked it up and switched it on. For some reason, I thought I'd have been swarmed with messages about how it was a misunderstanding or how he was sorry. Nothing.

Nothing at all.

I dropped my phone on my bed, feeling stupid because of what I had expected. I'd been crying too much lately. Far too much. Even now, the tears wanted to escape so badly.

Crap... I'm such a baby.

I slapped my face and got up from my bed. This was useless and stupid. I had to move on quickly because this was getting me nowhere.

After arranging my bed, I walked over to where Caleb was sleeping and shook his shoulder.

"H-Hey wake up." I called.

Caleb mumbled and shifted before opening his eyes slightly. He looked at me confused at first, then rubbed his eyes and sat up. It was pretty amusing seeing him this way. I never thought I'd become so close to someone that I'd get to see such a tired look on their face.

"Hey..." Caleb mumbled. 

Perhaps because he had just woken up, but his voice sounded deeper and husky. It surprised me at first, but I snapped out of it. He stared at me for a good long time, which made me a bit confused.

"You s-still sleepy?" I asked, slowly bringing my hand up to his hair.

So soft..

I ruffled his hair up for some reason, but that did the trick of fully waking him up.

"Nathan? Hey, cut it out.." He held my hand and tried to push it away, but I continued to reach for his hair, and eventually he gave up trying to stop me and did the same instead.

As his hands rested on my hair, maybe it was the light hearted atmosphere after so much bad things, how he smiled as he did so, or how close our faces were at that moment, but there was this feeling. I liked Axel. I did. I do. That's why last night made me feel so bad. Then why...

What's this new feeling? 

Caleb's hands trailed from my hair to my face as we maintained the same distance. I couldn't look away. Almost as if he were so captivating that tearing my eyes away from him would have cost me something dear.

Before we knew it, the distance had began to reduce. It got smaller, and smaller, and...

Is this considered cheating? 

As we were inches away from each other, so close that I could feel his breath on my lips, there was a knock on the door, and then it opened.

Standing by the door was my mom, staring with wide eyes at her son and her son's friend looking passionately at themselves while inches away from each other's faces.