I think I am falling for you

560 48 27
                                    

AUTUMN

^^^^^^^^^^^

Wes had long ago called just about everyone in their contacts list, it was the kind of open invite that everyone came to, just because you could. Bottles of vodka and tequila were being opened and most people brought a bottle... Or five. The house started filling up with people around Wesley and Drew's age and non really Keaton and mine.

I kind of understand though, it's because people at school are douche-bags. Some people will do what they want because they can, because they have the ability, and that's just stupid. It's stupid how the idiots have all the power, how they decide how your life goes, because it is literally your life sometimes. I get what he's going through and I get that you just don't tell people, so I didn't.

It felt like a little pact I kept with Keaton, a secret that held us together. It made our friendship stronger, it made us trust eachother, I think. He was a sweet guy, you could only explain him as sweet, he cared so much, yet sometimes that was what bought him down. He had a genuineness about him, something that made you trust him straight away, but maybe that was his vulnerability.

Most nights Wes would come down and join me on the sofa, it was our little piece of time together. Sometimes we would watch tv or talk about mindless crap, but sometimes, most of the time, I would just sit in his arms and enjoy the way his breath felt on my neck. He was good at that, he was good at holding me. He held on just tight enough so I knew he was there, just tight enough so that the warmth of his body transferred to mine making a warm glow travel throughout me.

Whenever he would step into a room or sit next to me I felt safe, he was there now. A little smile would spread across my face. He would lightly play with my hair, or trace the lines on my palm; if he thought that no one was looking. His touch was so feather light, so careful, that I barely knew it was there. He seemed wary, like I was a breakable ornament that he had to be so careful with.

He seemed almost as scared as me because I'm not even sure what to do in situations like that. He's been in relationship after relationship, where as I just sit, clueless. I'm not saying we're in a relationship, I mean we're not in anything because love isn't even real. It's like a cruel lie they feed you, telling you to believe in something that's not there, like the tooth fairy or something, in the hope that one day you'll get married off to some rich guy. I really didn't know what it was, it was just what is was.

Me and Keaton had school, we'd spend most of the day together because there was no one else to spend it with. I discovered that he was hilarious to be around, he'd lift your mood in seconds of being around his grin or laugh. He had a way about his personality that just made you like him straight away.

He felt like my only friend, and my closest at that. Drew was my brother, Wes was something undefinable and Keaton was my friend. I always felt comfortable around him, he was like a constant piece of reassurance. He'd care unconditionally and he'd worry about the little things, even though he had his own life to worry about.

I didn't probe him because if the look on his face, the "it's all out now" look. I understand when sometimes secrets have to be kept to keep people happy, I mean the goal is to keep as many people happy as possible, isn't it? I let it slide, hoping that in a weird way I could help, or at least have an attempt and helping.

People are starting to pile in pretty thick and fast, I don't even know where they're coming from. There is laughter everywhere, the easy kind of chatter of people that have known each other for a long while. Out of no where music has been blared out, not the usual crap chart stuff though, it's things like Death Cab For Cutie and Imagine Dragons.

I look over at Keaton and he is by his laptop, controlling the music via iTunes. I catch his eye and he flashes the widest grin at me, like he's a little child. The fact that he does this in this cool house party vibe makes me smile, he is fearless in the different ways. He does not change who he is, and I respect that.

Where Were You? An Emblem3 FanfictionWhere stories live. Discover now