Oliver
What is happening to me?
I wake up and Opal is in my arms. It feels so right and I don't want to let go. So I don't. I just lay there until she wakes up. I shift so I am even closer to her than before, I can't help myself. I am still waking up when I mumble "Opal?" She looks up at me with her amazing blue eyes.
"Yeah?"
"I didn't know if you were awake."
She blushes and looks down and then up again and all I can see is her beautiful eyes so I lean back to look at all of her and take her in. I think about what Connor told me when Elizabeth and Opal were in the public bathroom, showering.
She definitely likes you, man, he said. Usually I wouldn't believe it when someone told me that, but Connor always seemed to have a knack for these types of things. Some of it also might have been wishful thinking.
All I am thinking about is how wonderful she is and wondering why, of all the people she could have, would she like me? I don't mind that she likes me, though. Not at all.
"I am." She replies.
"We should..." Get up. But I bite back my words because then she might think I don't like her and that isn't true. Also because I really don't actually want to get up.
"Should what?" She asks, looking up at me.
"Never mind." I just want to continue to lay here with her right next to me. I lean back into her at that same time she does and tighten my arms around her waist. She hums in pleasure and buries her face in my neck again.
This can't mean nothing.
"Okay," she replies.
