I pull the attic lever and we move quickly as they come down slowly and safely. I get out of Lawrence arms and climb up the lush carpeted stairs.
"You joining me or..." I ask after Lawrence just stands there.
"Coming ma'am," He smirks.
"I think this is the only place where we don't have security and it's all mine," I smile as we get up in the room.
"Spoiled-," Lawrence begins. I turn to look at him, I open my mouth to say something but his lips meet mine before I can get it out. His hands go on my waist as my arms go around his neck.
"Great save," I say after what seem like forever of not breathing.
"Yeah, it was a last minute decision. Sorry," He says, I gasp.
"Whoa! First sorry I've ever heard you speak," I say clapping, proud of him. He laughs.
"Look I know I admitted to liking you but doesn't mean we can go 'round kissing each other just because we want to," I say quickly.
"Breathe and I know. I know," He says.
"But you're hard headed and I'm weak," I smirk and he grins.
"I don't like the analogy it makes me seem like a predator and you're my prey. It's more like toddlers in the sandbox. We share mutual feelings and desires," He says.
"Smart kid you are. I like that. So as besties we're gonna have to sort those desires out, because I think our feelings are known and in control,"I say and he nods.
"Great," I say.
"Unless-," Lawrence begins. I walk over to the huge fluffy futonand sit.
"Unless what?" I say unlocking my phone.
"Nothing. Just forget I was going to say something," He smiles softly, I pat the area next to me, hinting him to sit by me.
"Talk to me," Lawrence says.
"About?" He comes over to me and lay his head on my lap, body on the futon.
"Life? Anything," He says.
"Hmm, I don't even know what to say," I say as I lay my hand on his chest. He grabs my hand, playing with my fingers. I smile at our hands together.
"Random fact. Day and I always thought you had ridiculously pretty, sad, clear meaning eyes and a killer smile. We dreaded the day you'd be able to date. Hey! Luckily it's not during the school year," Lawrence says.
"Why is that?"
"Because you know the guys at school do you really want to deal with that now?"
"Got a point there. I don't even know what I'm doing right now. But I do know that I don't want to spread myself like butter with boys, dating all together really,"
"You got a nice head on your shoulders Ms. Salvatino,"
"I know right. I'm going to be just fine,"
"Exactly,"
"I wish it would rain already. I love this warmth and all but it'd be nice to have an warm air, cool water release," I sigh.
"What do you do on rainy days? Why do you love them so much?" He asks staring intently at our hands as if they were a rubric cube. No ones ever asked me that question, so I was taking off guard.
"Well I love the smell y'know. But it makes me feel free to let everything I feel out in tears rather it's guilt, sadness, happiness, madness, anger, regret, or envious feelings. I can let it all out, without feeling an heavy ache or foolishness. I love it because it allows me to be me, alone and tired. I love it because it's a bit romantic, I don't really have the right words to explain the empty bliss I feel when it rains. It leaves me with complete clarity and freedom. Weird right? That only the simplest of things like rain can make me get all deep like that. I'm odd," I frown. I notice Lawrence is watching my facial expressions and I shrug, shaking my head.
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First Love
Romance"Walls down," I say softly. He looks at me intently, I move my hand away from his, never losing eye contact. He graze my cheek. ''You know you're very beautiful. It's dark, I understand we can't really "see" each other but I can see your eyes with...
