The Silent ~ l.h

12//Unpredictable

"Well, Becca?" Cooper asked me, looking me dead in the eye, his own eyes glinting.

I'd woken up twenty minutes ago, and Cooper microwaved some leftovers. We were sitting on his couch and eating the pasta, the first few rays of sunlight falling onto the coffee table in front of us.

Luke had left while I was sleeping, but not without placing a pillow under my head and tucking me into a blanket. Thank god I wasn't awake, or my cheeks would look as though I had run 5 miles in the cold.

"Oh, buzz off," I replied, playfully shoving him. "How would you feel if I annoyingly third-wheeled you and Will, huh?"

"Bleh. All that matters to me was that you were annoyed! But speaking of couples..."

"No, Coop. I already told you we aren't a-"

"Aw, but I already know that. What I meant to ask was, when do you think he's going to ask you out? When is he going to make you yours? You guys have kissed. And don't try and deny it- you felt sparks. Don't you dare try and deny that."

I almost choked on my next bite of pasta. Make me his? Sparks?

Which kind of teen fiction land does this boy even come from?

Cooper just looked at me and laughed. That douche.

"Aww. Just the mention of Luke and you're as red as a strwberry!"

"Shut up. I'm not blushing. And we only met like, a week or two back."

"Love is timeless. A week, a month, a year; an hour, a minute, a second- it all feels like an eternity. That's what love does to you."

I just sat there in silence, dumbfounded. Cooper did this a lot. He might seem like such a weird and bubbly guy, but there's so much more to him. Like this side of him.

The way Cooper spoke, it was as though he were experiencing every single syllable he uttered. Like love was everything to him. As though lie had changed his life, and made him look at the world through a different set of eyes. Eyes that saw everything from the clear cut yet blurry, painfully truthful yet deludingly deceitful point of view.

Looks like spending so much time with him made me a deep-thinker as well.

And Cooper better damn well introduce me to Will soon, or I'm going to hunt him down.

But when I rethought his words, I realised the true meaning.

I'd met Luke quite recently. But, it feels like I've known him forever. He's as familiar to me as the back of my hand. His presence is enough to light every cell of mine on fire; yet at the same time, numb my mind. I don't think I'll be able to imagine a life without him. I can't remember the feeling of what life was when I didn't know him; as though my own subconscious buried it deep inside to be never found again. I'd felt I'd known him since forever. Luke was so easy to read, yet shielded his secrets so well. He was so unpredictable; you'd never know which side of him would show, you'd never know how he'd react to something.

The sharp reality of it was that we were, from the view of time, barely acquaintances.

'Acquaintances' that kissed?
'Acquaintances' that made one question love?
'Acquaintances' that couldn't get one-off of the other's mind?

What was this boy even doing to me?

We were past the point of acquaintances. We were more, but both too shy to take it further, something holding us back.