Infinity Times Infinity Squared

Chapter Two

As I lay in Traeh's arms, my head on his chest. I feel the gentle rising and falling of his chest, since he is already asleep. Normally I'm the one that sleeps first, but not tonight. Tonight, there is way too much on my mind.

I lay my head against Traeh's chest, trying to sooth my worries; it helps a little. But my mind keeps going back to my dad. Just get out.

I let my mind wander to Traeh, we have been inseparable since we were in diapers, we have secretly always flirted. My mamaw used to swear that we would get married, we didn't believe it. Who would have thought that it would be us? Surely not us. 

I can still remember when Traeh finally got the guts to ask me out. We were in the eighth grade, and he would leave little notes in my locker, "Will you be my valentine?" It wasn't even Valentines Day. "Meet me in the cafeteria." Who? When? Finally, he was late to school one day, I saw him put the note in my locker. His excuse was that he was "helping out a friend."

I can still remember laughing at him, he didn't know it at the time, but I was in love with him. He didn't find it too funny. He looked at me with those puppy dog eyes, On the brink of tears.

"Traeh..." I had whispered.

"Yeah?" He wouldn't meet my eyes.

"Do you love me?"

"Always." Was his answer.

It took him a month to ask me out. He asked me to the formal and we had the best time. At the end of the night, the speakers alerted us it was the last song. It was slow. He put his hands on my hips, Awkwardly swaying with my arms draped around his neck. He brushed a piece of hair away from my face and leans in slowly, giving me enough time to pull away-- I didn't. The kiss was short and sweet, just enough to know.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked.

I smiled.

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"What are you thinking about?" Traeh say in his rough, tired voice, bringing me back to the present.

"Nothing," I smile.

"Us?" he whispers.

"Us."

I must fall asleep because I wake up to the sound of Traeh, cursing at the squawking of my alarm clock, "It wont shut up!" he groans, and from the looks of him, he has been awoken by the "devil machine" and wants to go back to his peaceful slumber. I reach across him and push the small button on the side.

"Lucky try,'' he mumbles, pulling me by my hips, closer to him.

"No, no, wake up.'' I poke. He doesn't move, "Why do you want to make it difficult on yourself for?" I giggle, kissing his cheek before I push him out of my bed.

He lands with a thud and a audible groan, "baby...' he whines.

"Do not baby me," I giggle, "Time to wake up!" he doesn't even as much as move. "Im making waffles." That last word wakes him up and he follows me down the stairs.

{{A/N: Hey, guys! Guess who is tired? Me.

Guess who dropped their phone is some water? Me.

Guess who has to use this awful computer to type her story at one in the morning? Me.

Anyways; I AM BACK! *evil laughter*

Yes, my phone is more than likely ruined, but that is just fine. (No, not really)

There are probably like ten million errors, BUT GET OVER IT. The keyboard on this laptop is screwed up, and it does what it wants. Soooo yeah.

That's all.

bYE!

-Sky <3 }}