This love

the sleepover

The party cleared so quickly, everyone left. I guess he really wanted that sleepover or whatever it was.
We walked upstairs and I sat down on the bed. I felt a bit uncomfortable being in his presence all the sudden. We were alone and here he was staring at me and here I was staring at the floor like I'm bout to find a way to crawl into a hole and never come out. I was beyond nervous. I never been alone with a guy before and I definitely never slept in somebody bed let alone a guy I was beginning to have a crush on.

He paced for a second and I kept staring at the floor. I should be home in my bed where I can sleep with an oversized shirt and panties in peace while I watch Netflix. he stopped and front of me and knelt down.
" do you want me to take you home, you dont have to. I would like if you did not in a weird way or anything. I'm just starting to like you a bit" I looked up as he said this. I guess he really do like me and want me to sleep over. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it, for assurance. I wanted him to know that he didn't have to say anything else. He gave me a small smile and got up. He walked to the dresser and pulled out a fresh pair of boxers and a white shirt. He handed it to me and showed me where the bathroom was. I put the clothes he gave me on the counter and started getting undressed, Good thing I wore black undies. He was so sweet and different than all the other guys. I quickly undressed and put on the boxers which fit pretty good and throw on the shirt. When I walked out the bathroom, he was laying on the bed in basketball shorts and no shirt. I put my clothes on the chair and climbed in bed next to him.
"21 questions "
He laughed and agreed to play

"Favorite color"

" red"

Favorite song

"Same old love"

"Best memory"
He smiled and he said pulled me in close and wrapped his arms around me. My head was on his chest and I could feel his heart beating. It wasn't anywhere near as fast as mine but that was because I was nervous. All I know is I took his hand in mine and if that was even possible moved closer. Somehow we just kept asking questions and I found out so many things about him as we lay here in our little moment. It was then I realized how much I was actually beginning to like him. I didn't want him to break my heart. He told me random things that some had me laughing and some had me silent for a second just to squeeze his hand and look in his eyes. During those question seasons we eventually fell asleep just to say right before I spaced out "I hope I don't get hurt " I closed my eyes and heard him whisper "I hope I don't hurt you" and with that sleep came over us. Best sleepover I've ever had.