Love, Live, Punch...

Death... Death... Death...

I woke up in the morning and smiled. My face was pressed against Joe's and he was sleeping peacefully. I shoved on some clothes and opened the curtains. Niamh was there, doing her nails. She saw me and hobbled over to the window, opening it. I opened mine and she grinned.

"How'd it go last night?" She winked.

"He's in my bed."

"Nice!" She grinned, "school tomorrow. Ugh." she added, her feature's dropping.

"Are you going to St. Micheals?"

"Yeah, maybe we'll have some classes together!"

"Maybe..." I said, and I saw Joe roll over to face me and he gasped a little bit. I noticed I was only in my underwear, "listen, he's awake, got to go..."

"Bye!" Niamh winked again and then closed the window. I closed mine and climbed back into bed. I turned over so I was facing the wall and he curled around me, his arm passing over my stomach and staying there. I smiled, his warm arm passing all the heat. His warm breath enveloped my back, making me sigh with happiness. I wanted to stay like this forever, but I knew the time would come for me to move.

We stayed there for about another hour, but then there was a knock at the door downstairs. I sighed and pulled on a dressing gown, telling Joe to stay there. He smiled, his fit abs shining under the morning sun light. I stopped staring and walked downstairs. I opened the door and there stood Skye, grinning wildly.

"That guy next door his h.o.t!" She said.

"Which one?"

"The one called Liam." Skye answered and I nodded.

"Yeah, but not as fit as Joe."

"Well, obviously..."

"Shut up." I said and she grinned.

"No, but he had no top on! He has an awesome six pack!"

"I bet it's not as awesome as Joe's."

"Well I haven't seen Joe's, so I wouldn't know."

"He's upstairs if you want to go and have a look." I smiled and Skye's jaw bounced off the floor.

"You did him?" She asked and I nodded. She laughed and nudged me with her elbow. "Get. In. There!" She looked at the stairs and a little gasp came out. I looked up and Joe was there, in nothing but his boxers. I rolled my eyes and shoved Skye out of my house, closing the door after her. I ran back up to Joe and my dressing gown fell off of my shoulders. He grabbed me and picked me up carrying me Princess Style back to the bedroom. He threw me on the bed and pounced.

After we'd finished, Joe mumbled something.

"What?" I asked, and he mumbled again.

"What?" I repeated.

"I'm going to college!" He shouted.

"When? Where?"

"Next week, and about an hour away." He said and my shoulders sagged. My hand ran around his chest.

"What about the gang?"

"It was my gangs idea."

"Oh.." I said. I got up and got dressed and then left. I walked around for a bit running it through my head. No Joe for four years. I could handle it, couldn't I?

After a while, I came around a corner and saw the inevitable. Fern with a man's head in her hand, knife in the other and a body with no head at the other end of the alley way. Her eyes were wide, exited. I walked over to her and grabbed the head from her hands.