Day Moons

5- Mav

   I know it was kind of cruel to walk out with no shirt on after what I said earlier, but I couldn't help it. The hope that he was thinking of me as more than just a friend was so tempting, and I couldn't help but want that after two years of denying my feelings, and one of being hopelessly in love with the one person that I couldn't bear to loose. 

    We sat there and watched Clueless, then Sleepless in Seattle, plus an hour long YouTube video of rom-com highlights because we didn't want to sit through a whole other movie. As the video ended, Sammy turned to me. 

   "I'm still not tired." He pouted. It was only seven, and we had finished off the snacks. "Well there are more highlights-" I started but he cut me off. 

   "Why don't we play a game?" He asks early. "Like what? Never have I ever?" "Perfect!" he claps once and scoots closer. "Okay, never have I ever..." he pauses to think, looking up at the ceiling for a moment. "This is pointless, we already know everything about each other." 

   "You're right. Truth or Dare?" He asks. "Dare." I sigh he grins. "I dare you to put a shirt on." He laughed as I hit him with a pillow. "Hardy har har. Seriously." 

   "Okay, I dare you to call the person you like!" He says wiggling his eyebrows. My heart leaps, desperately wanting to just call him and get it over with. "What is this? Sixth grade?" I roll my eyes getting my phone out, who am I even gonna call? 

   My thumb hovers over my recently called list it's only Sammy and my mom. And then I do it. I clicked his name. "You're calling me." He says rolling his eyes. "Yup." I retaliate, "I don't like anyone but if I had to date anyone here it would be you." I say, patting him on the top of his head.

   If only he knew.

   He scrunches his nose in thought, "We suck at these games. Let's just play another movie." He says laying back down, now without the bowls of food in between us we were closer. My arms were spread out across the pillows and he had his head resting just below my elbow, and his body angled toward me.

   We landed on watching the Perk of Being a Wallflower, and around the time that Charlie kissed Sam instead of Mary Elizabeth, I felt a weight press against my side and across my chest. 

   I looked down to see Sam turned on his side all the way against me with his arm slung across my chest. Despite him being so ADHD, he was a peaceful sleeper. Without his face being creased with a constant smile, he looked like he could be a doll. 

   His freckles seemed to dance across his face, because he could never be completely still, and his eyelashes brushed his cheeks like a child's. 

   As gently as I could I took off his glasses and wrapped my arm that he was laying on the rest of the way around him. I turned so I could watch his face while he slept, which sounds creepy but I couldn't watch him like this any other time. My heart was still pounding though.

   Our faces were so close, it would be so easy to just lean in, but I'd feel like I was taking advantage of him. So I settled for the next best thing, pulling him as close to myself as I could and resting a small kiss on the top of his head, through his hair it smelt like my aftershave from laying on my pillows. 

   I drifted off to sleep with him in my arms, something I thought I might never get to say.