Keaton's pov*
It's midnight. Alex begins to squirm. "You okay?" I ask, genuinely concerned."Alex?" I'm getting really nervous. He starts mumbling. "What? Alex I can't hear you." I speak with a slight whisper. He gasps and sits up in a hurry. "What's wrong?" I calmly speak. "I was just dreaming about my best friend, Leah, and it was terrible. We started off next to each other, then she slowly began to drift away until she was out of sight. I miss her."
I did not know what to say out do. I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Maybe she can come to visit some time? What do you think?" I try to reassure him. "I guess you're right, but when would that be? In a year? Possibly three. I can't wait forever. I need her." I feel really bad for him. He sighs. "I'm tired. Let's just talk about it tomorrow. Love you." He says, his words getting softer. "Love you to babe." We both slowly go back to sleep.
The next morning, we woke up at six. "So about last night, you wanna talk about it?" I ask, hoping to be helpful. "Just grab the keys. We will go to Dunkin and talk on the way. But it was really just... Never mind." I give a slight chuckle and continue to put my clothes on, still struggling to find pants. "What should I just go in my underpants. Or I could go in nothing. Or we could both stay here... In nothing."I joke. "Or you could put these on and hurry up you goof. Let's go." He throws my favorite black skinny jeans, belonging to him, in my direction.
As we get in the car, I begin to feel like maybe he doesn't want to talk about it. He looks nervous. I can see him picking at his nails. That is a common sign of being nervous. I don't like that he feels like this around me. If we are going to date, I want him to feel as open as possible. "You okay?" He brakes me from my trance. "Oh, uh, yeah. Just a little distracted. So about Leah?" I quickly save myself.
"Well we were best friends since seventh grade and we kind of just clicked. We could not be separated by anyone. No that I'm an adult" he adds quotations. "I feel like we are drifting away. I, being in California, miss her. She wants to move to Australia with one of her friends,Rachel, to be with their boyfriends, Luke and Ashton. I can't separate love or a band. It just isn't right. I absolutely want to be with her."
I am speechless at this point. How can I help him? How can make everything alright? Is it even possible? "How about we... *Sigh* I don't know. But it will be okay. I promise. Do you love me?" I ask, realizing that he had begun to tear up. "Of course I do silly. Though I wish she could be here. With us."
I pull into the nearest parking spot at Dunkin. I lean over, wipe his tears, and give him a peck to the cheek. A smile is created. Hit beautiful blue eyes staring into mine. His dirty blonde hair, almost brown, but not quite there yet, was beautiful. I lift my hand and run my fingers through his hair. His hands arise and grab my face, pulling them together almost instantaneously. I can feel his tongue begging for access. I finally allow him in after minutes of teasing. His hand caresses my arm. The feeling is bizarre and exotic. "Keaton." He whispers stopping the kiss, but our faces less than half an inch away. "Yes?" His forehead connects to mine, giving each other all the support we need. "You're my first kiss, and I want you to be the last." He says, clearly not thinking, just loving. I joke,"I better be your last first kiss."
(A/N) This chapter is a bit late... And boring. I'm sorry it's just that I really got blocked up on what to write. I was wondering should I do a smut scene, all in good time of course, but I just wanted to know what you guys thought.
Vote
Comment
Share
And enjoy... P.S. new cover photo!! Real excited!!
