Turn Against

Disturbia Love

At some point after eating 2 granola bars and half a pint of frozen yogurt and watching Disturbia twice I fell asleep.

I awoke to the door opening and a soft padding of boots in the kitchen.
I grabbed the pair of scissors that sat on the coffee table and lay still.

It was Tyler.

My body relaxed and I felt him shift my feet so he could sit at the end of the couch.

"You're up late " he commented as I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"No you're just loud " I grumbled.

"Sure that's it" he scoffed.

"Wanna granola bar?" I offered the box I had curled up in the blanket with me.

"Sure" he scrounged in the box till he found a blueberry yogurt one and started to eat. "So what were you watching?"

"Well it was Disturbia" I commented as the end credits just began to roll.

"Thats my favorite movie. Shia LaBeouf was great."

"Yeah I've watched it twice tonight already " I replied lamely admitting my new found love for it.

"Well hopefully you're up for a third time" he grabbed the remote and pushed start. He kicked off his boots and run to his room to change before the movie started.

I laughed when he slipped in his socks on the tile floor.

He just gave me the finger and continued to run like a madman.

When he came back he resumed his position at my feet and grabbed a blanket. He had changed into a faded grey shirt and gym shorts. His hair was crazy but in that moment he had never been so perfect. With his worn out clothes, his bed head, and the concentrated look he possessed as he watched the movie I thought about what it would be like to just kiss him. To touch his perfectly sculpted jaw with soft kisses.

"This is the best pa-" he turned to look at me and I couldn't look away fast enough. He caught my gaze and held it. He leaned in until I could feel his breath hot against my cheek. I turned away pretending to be oblivious to what was about to occur.

"Mine too" I murmured barely audible.

I could feel his eyes for a few minutes and then his attention was back on the movie.

I felt him relax and his breathing became an even roar.

He had fallen asleep.

He was positioned with my legs pushed against him but slowly he stretched out and laid behind me.
I was stuck between waking him to move or letting him sleep. I decided on the latter

His chest was against my back and his head lay propped against my shoulders. His hands slowly reached around my waist. I felt the urge to move away. To pretend I didnt like the warmth I felt in my stomach. But I did and I didn't know what this would mean for my future.

I fell asleep to a gentle purr of breathing and arms holding me close.