Not Just A Notebook

Chapter 7-Just A Dream

Song above is 'What Now' by Rihanna which is what I think best describes Liana's confusion about her feelings for Quinn ^-^

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My eyelids fluttered open slowly, and I had to blink a couple times before I was sure that my head was moving up and down on someone's chest.  Blinking once more, I slowly tried to sit up when I felt something clasping my hand and something else wrapped over my abdomen.  Looking up, I saw that I was lying on top of Dante's chest, Cyrus' hand clasping mine with Quinn's arm wrapped over my body, his breath tickling the hairs on the back of my neck.  I shivered before yawning loudly and snuggling deeper into Dante's chest as I felt his hand tighten around my shoulder subconsciously.  Sighing, I decided I couldn't go back to sleep just yet.  I was still too shaken up about my dream last night.  It just felt too real.

A tear escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek when I felt someone wipe it away for me, and looked up to see Cyrus was now wide awake and smiling softly down at me.  I sighed, and he cupped my cheek reassuringly as more tears followed the first one's path.  A light peck on my other cheek made me gasp, and turned my head to see a smiling Quinn.  Another kiss on my forehead made me look up at Dante, who was yawning as he tightened his grip around my shoulder.  I smiled sadly at them all and buried my body against Dante's as Quinn scooted closer to me, Cyrus gripped my hand tightly over across Dante's chest.  I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly.  I think this is the most comfortable I've ever been in a long time.

"Do you want to tell us what woke you up screaming last night?" Cyrus asked gently, and more tears streamed down my cheeks just thinking about it.

I exhaled roughly before whispering, "I had a dream that I had finished my book, and all of you were leaving once I did.  I just couldn't take the pain."  I opened my eyes slowly and looked at them all.

"Oh, Lia," Cyrus whispered, and stroked my hair back from my face.  I sniffled.

"Thank you for staying the night with me, guys," I said to them, and felt Dante rub my shoulder as Quinn kissed my neck.  I shivered.

"You're welcome, Lia," I heard Quinn whisper in my ear, and moved my eyes to glance at him, finally remembering who had been the one holding me last night.  It had been Quinn.  Cyrus, of course, had held my hand, and Dante had been rubbing my arm in those soothing patterns of his.  I was remembering now.  Although we all must have moved at some point in our sleep to the positions we were in now.

I sighed and rubbed myself against Quinn's front as I felt his grip around me tighten.  I smiled.  How I knew he would do that, I may never know myself.  It just felt nice to be in his arms again after what happened last night.  I stiffened.  Thinking of last night brought me back to my dream and how Quinn had said goodbye to me.  Bringing one hand up to touch my lips lightly, I felt myself start to blush.

Oh, what was this boy doing to me?

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I was so glad it was the weekend because then I would get to finally sleep in half the day.  But of course, my weekend just couldn't be that peaceful.  Hence Quinn's desire to still get out of the house.  I groaned and slammed my head onto my desk.  Why did he have to be so difficult?  "Why do you have to be so difficult?"  Oh, great.  Now he's a mind reader.

I proceeded to bang my head repeatedly on top of my desk, my eyes closed.  "Why must you always prod at me to get out of the house and do something?  FYI, I write!  So technically, I am doing something," I retorted, lifting my head up to glare at him as he crossed his arms and rolled his emerald green eyes at me towards the ceiling.