Don't Forget Me

14. just friends?

"We don't say it but we both feel it."
~j.b

The next morning I felt a tight arm around my waist. My back was pulled against someone. I slowly opened my eyes, the sun shone right in my face. I slowly looked around and then at my phone. It was 7:34am. I sighs and turned around as I saw a sleeping Silas. I smile and looked at his face. His breathing so calm and he looked so peaceful.
I wonder about what he's dreaming right now.

I still laid down on the bed and watched Silas sleeping. A few hair strands were in his face. I slowly reached out my hand to pull the strands away. I felt nervous, my hand was shaking. I didn't want to wake him up. It was too early. As I suddenly tried to put the hair strands out of his face I noticed that he started to stirr. I immediately put my hand away from his face as he opened his eyes slowly. "Good morning sleeping beauty" I chuckle softly. He just mumbled something and put his arm away from my waist as he stretched himself a little. "Mhm, yea, good morning" he said a little grumpy. "Looks like someone is not an early riser." I smile and slowly got up.
My curls were messed up and some strains just hung in the air. I slowly walked up the my desk were a little mirror was. In the mirror I saw Silas watching me while I tried to fix my curls.
I turned around and looked at him "don't wanna get up?" I smiled. He just stayed quiet and hide his face in the pillows. I laughed and watched him "alright sleeping beauty. I will be downstairs." He just nodded and laid his head deeper in the pillows. I walked downstairs and started making breakfast. I wasn't exactly sure what to do since we never really had a sleep over before so I just made strawberry jam toast with some fruits. It was my favorite.
After the breakfast was ready I grabbed the both plates and walked back upstairs. My steps quiet, so quiet that you almost couldn't hear it. I walked back into my room and put the plate for Silas on the nightstand next to my bed. My plate was on the desk as I walked to the closet and looked for some clothes. Recently Cami gave me some of her old clothes, me and her now almost exactly look the same. I grabbed shorts with a yellow crop top. My view got to Silas as I noticed that he was still sleeping. I shaked my head and chuckled quietly. My phone buzzed on the nightstand as Silas stirred once again from his beauty sleep. Oopsie. I slowly walked up the my phone and grabbed it as I gave Silas and apologizing look. A message from my father. "Who texted you?" Silas asked and looked up at me while one of his hands ran through his hair. "Just my father saying he will come home in the aftnernoon" I answered before putting the phone down. I currently didn't really cared about my father, since a few days he acted weird and came home from work very late, like today.
Silas looked at me before he saw the breakfast "oh that looks good" he said and grabbed the plate. A smile tugged on my lips "I'll be in the bathroom to get ready, you can already eat." And not even a second later he already ate his toast.
I grabbed my clothes again and walked to the bathroom, getting dressed and trying to fix my curls again. I looked in the mirror while biting my under lip as I tried to put some lotion in my curls. It didn't worked and that lotion was one of the best ones and most expensive.

one and a half hour later I was staring in the mirror. My showered and grabbed another tank top. I walked back in my bedroom and saw Silas on his phone, scrolling through some apps. A smile appeared on my face as I laid back down next to him. He stopped the video he was watching and looked at me, the corners of his mouth turned slightly into a smile. "Get ready" I said while laying my head on his chest to see what he was watching. A cat meme, of course. He looked at me and smiled more, his smile as warm as the sunshine. "What if I won't get ready?" He asked teasingly "then stay here, I'm sure my dad would love seeing a boy in my room." I answered jokingly. We both knew that it would be the best if my dad won't find out that Silas is my best friend and mostly that he slept here, in my bed. He sighs and turned his phone off "I don't even have clothes here." He said while looking around, his clothes from yesterday on my chair. I shrugged my shoulders "want a skirt from me? Or a tank top? Or maybe a cute little dress" my voice didn't even had a sense of sarcastic. I tried to say it as normal as I can and not to burst out into a laugh. Only the imagine of him in one of my skirts is so funny that I can burst into a big laugh any time. He just rolled bis eyes as a huff left his mouth. "You know what, just forget it." He spoke before grabbing his shirt from yesterday and putting it on. He looked down at me in my bed while I watched him. Did he always looked so good?
God, what was that.
My eyes immediately turned away to look at the window. I felt my cheeks turning hot and probably dark red. The weird Stomach feeling came back while I tried to hide my face. Please tell me that this was just an accident and i-
My eyes widened as I finally realised it. I liked Silas.