Sidney's Point of View
I sat at my desk, finishing up my English paper that was due tomorrow.
I was going on about Shakespeare's Hamlet when I heard a rustle from my window. I stopped typing and looked over to it.
After not hearing anything I continued to write, letting out a sigh. This paper had to be 6 pages and I was on the 5th page, thankfully.
I stopped typing as I heard the noise again. I arose from my chair and walked over to the open window. I stuck my head out and looked down below. A hand grabbed my shoulder and I screamed.
"Woah babe, it's just me." Michael laughed.
"Michael, what the- What are you doing here?!" I whisper shouted.
"Sorry," He began to climb through my window. "Don't hate me."
When he was fully inside he looked me up and down, seeing my sushi pajamas. "Do you sleep in that?"
"Yes I sleep in this!" I answered. "My dad is in the other room, you can't be in here."
"Just a sec." He put his hands on my waist, and started to lean his head down.
"No you can't-" I was cut off by rapid knocking at my door. "You gotta go!" I whisper shouted as I pushed him away. He got down on the ground and hid on the opposite side of my bed.
My dad opened my door but my closet door was open, and it stopped him from fully opening the door. "Can you knock?" I rolled my eyes at him.
"I heard screaming, Sidney. Are you alright?"
"Screaming? What screaming?"
"I know-"
"No you didn't." I attempted to convince him, but he pushed on my door a little harder and was fully able to come inside.
He looked past me and I turned around, hoping he couldn't see the bright red haired boy.
"Oh, well." He calmed some. "I'm hittin' the sack. My flight leaves first thing in the morning. Now, the expo runs all weekend, so I won't be coming home until Sunday. There's cash on the table, and I'm staying at the-"
I finished his sentence, "-at the Hilton."
"So call if-"
"-if I need anything. Yeah, I got it." I smiled.
"I could've sworn I heard screaming." He tried again.
"You're getting near that age." I teased.
"Go to bed." He pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.
"Have a good trip, okay?" I told him as we pulled back.
"Sleep tight." And with that he walked away.
I shut and locked my door as I walked over to my bed and Michael held my stuffed animal up, "Close call."
"Michael" I sighed. "What are you doing here?"
"Well," He fully stood up and threw my stuffed animal onto my bed. "It occurred to me that I have never snuck into your bedroom window before, so I thought I'd do it now."
"Right, and now that it's out of your system-" I pointed back to the window, but he cut me off.
"I was home watching television and The Exorcist was on. Got me thinking of you." He said as he looked through my jewelry box.
"It did?"
"Yeah. It was edited for TV... You know, all the good stuff was cut out... I don't know, it just got me thinking of us. How two years ago, we started off hot and heavy. We were a nice solid R rating, on our way to an NC-17. And now... Things have changed. And," He walked up in front of me. "Lately we're just sort of edited for television."
I looked up at him, "Oh, so you thought you could just climb in my window, and we'd have a little raw footage?"
"No, no. I wouldn't dream of breaking your underwear rule. I just thought that maybe we could do a little on top of the clothes stuff."
"Okay."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." I smiled at him. He slowly started to lean in and our lips met. I put my hand on his neck and kissed him. I'll have to admit, it's been awhile since we've done anything like this.
We keep kissing and fall on to the bed. My hands still on his neck, his hands on my waist. Michael pulled back, smiling down at me. "Hi."
"Hey." I giggled as I started kissing him again. He intertwined our hands, it was a small gesture but still made me smile.
We continued to kiss as I felt his hand slide up my thigh. As soon as it went underneath the waistband of my pajama pants I grabbed his hand and removed it.
"Okay, okay. I think that's enough for today." I told him as I started to sit up.
"Gah, you see what you do to me?" He gestured downwards.
I laughed, "You know what my dad will do to you?"
"Yeah." He sighed, glancing over at the door.
I sat on the edge of the bed and held his hands, "Well I'm going." He started walking backwards.
"Okay." I followed him.
He leaned down one last time and kissed me before sticking his leg out of the window. "Ya know, I appreciate the romantic gesture."
He stared at me, "Hey, don't worry about the sex stuff, alright? You know, I'm not trying to rush you at all. I was only half-serious." He said and I lightly laughed.
I bit my lip, "Okay." I leaned down one last time and kissed him. He stuck his other leg outside the window and I got his attention one last time. "Hey Michael?"
"Yeah?"
"Would you settle for a PG-13 relationship?" I asked.
"What's that?" I pulled up my sushi shirt and flashed my boobs to him, soon letting the shirt fall back down. He laughed, "My God. You're just a tease." He pointed at me as he was fully out of my window.
I watched him climb down my tree, and then walk back over to my report. Still need to finish that.
