All Is Well With Love And Music

Chapter 8. Your food is my food, my food is my food(And his food.)

Faylielle Julianna Grayson

I was sitting on the couch, rewatching The Summer I Turned Pretty for the hundredth time. Gods was I obsessed with this show. Why? Not sure, all I know is that I love it. I love the romance, I love the books too. Strictly team Conrad though. I'm just kidding. I was also partially team Belly. But whatever. I needed to focus.

"Yo, yo, yo!" Oh goody, here comes the circus of playboys. The boys walk in the living room, all wearing black. Jeez, were they trying to act tough? They look pathetic, acting as if they don't know what 'colors' are. Isiah flops down next to me and Liam on my other side.

Isiah nudges me with his elbow. He pulls out a bag of cheese covered popcorn, and I swear I god damn drool. Popcorn is my whole life. If I was angry with you, there was two things that could get me to forgive you. 1. Plushies. Give me those bug-eyed soft animal toys and instant forgiveness. 2. Popcorn.

I let out a squeal. "Thank you!" I say as I hug the bag of popcorn before opening it. The scent entered my nose and I nearly moaned at the smell of it alone.

"So, what are we watching?" Kilian asks and I unpause the show. "Seriously? This show again Fay? Just how obsessed are you." he's mocking me for watching The Summer I turned Pretty over and over, but he's also the one who refuses to watch anything other than Descendants.

I roll my eyes. "Yes, and stop complaining before I kick you out." he chuckles, shoving my shoulders lightly, but he can't do anything else considering he's on Liam's side. I smirk. I glance over at Isiah for a second before leaning against him, pressing my back against his shoulder comfortably as I eat my popcorn.

David clears his throat, and when my eyes meet his, he gives me a knowing smirk, raising his eyebrows a little bit. I can feel my flush rise to my cheeks as I act as if I didn't see him. I turn back to the show and don't move my head as it rests on Isiah's body. I can't help but smile to myself.

I squeal when Conrad gives his sweet smile to Belly. Isiah chuckles. He was team Conrad too, David and Kilian were team Jeremiah, and Liam doesn't care. Kilian rolls his eyes as he huffs something about Jere being better and whatever. I just turn back to the TV. I loved watching stuff with these boys. Maybe I don't talk about everything to them, especially about feelings, because those were specifically reserved for Lex and Reyna, but they kept me safe.

They are also one of the reasons I do not get played by anyone.

Liam reaches his hand to get some of my popcorn and I slap his hand away. "Keep your hands to yourself!" I hiss. He gives a sort of pout.

"Come on, I'm your brother."

"Gives me much more reason to not share my food." I tut. I put another popcorn in my mouth and smile at the taste. Yum. Liam rolls his eyes as he reaches for his cookies. Ever since Liam found out about my little situation, we have grown closer than we have before.

The cookies snatch my eyes and I decide that the line "Your food is my food, my food is my food." Will be my line of the day. I snag a cookie from his plate and he raises his eyebrows. He still acts the same, moody, broody, annoying. But now I can proudly say that I have come to appreciate it.

He gives me a look. "Seriously?" he asks and I bat my eyelashes at him and give him an innocent shrug. He rolls his eyes before turning to the TV again.

I smile contently to myself, taking a bite of my cookie. Still leaning on Isiah, I notice if he ever decided to shift his weight or move a limb. So when he scoops a handful of popcorn, I don't fail at raising an eyebrow. But I laugh quickly afterwards. I take one out of his hand and attempt at shooting it into his mouth. He tries catching it, but fails dramatically. He falls back against the couch, acting horribly.

"Guys, are you gonna watch or not?" Kilian asks, trying to hold back a laugh

Oops.

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I wait with my headphones, sitting next to my window. Gosh I love this tradition. Out of all our little moments, secret motions, handshakes, this has to be my favorite.

He opens his window with a smirk, reaching for the headphones immediately. I give it to him of course. Like my assignments, test answers, food, supplies...

My heart.

Okay, we are not going there right now. He has a girlfriend. I think. Not sure if Isiah put a label on it yet, but I would assume so. And we are just friends. Nothing more. Plus, that was too corny. Gods, was Lex finally rubbing off on me? Ugh.

I scroll on my playlist, looking for a good song to use. And maybe to let him secretly know how I feel. But alas, he is a boy. And like any other boys, he is dense as hell. No signs go through his head. Unless it's another girl. That's right! He can tell if a girl he just met likes him, but can't tell if the girl who has known him ever since she was alive likes him. Amazing!

I click on the song, "You are in love." By Taylor Swift. I don't know much about love, especially since the first boy I ever felt as if I truly likes, was my best friend. But with the way I feel around him, the way he makes my head spin, and the way he can make everyone else disappear when he's in front of me, makes me feel as if I knew about love all along.

And when it comes to the line of "You kiss, on sidewalks, you fight, and you talk. One night, he wakes, strange look on his face. Pauses, then says, 'you're my best friend'." I wish he knew of the memory that took place in my mind every time.