If You Want

Chapter 4- What's happening

Finally Friday has come and I don't want to go to school but I have to anyway.

"UGH!" I fell out of bed and onto the frigged wood, "I need to workout."

"Is everything okay in there?" Trevor asked.

"Uh yeah." I forgot he lived here.

"I made breakfast." He stated as I pulled my dress up over my bra.

"You didn't have too." I said as I slipped on my black flats.

"I know. I couldn't sleep so I though why not food." He chuckled.

"Mhm bacon and waffles!" I practically yell while grabbing a plate full.

He laughed, "someone's a hungry little thing."

"I like food what can I say." We both started cracking up laughing.

After we caught our breath I asked, "are you going in this morning or afternoon?"

"What do you mean?" He replied.

"For school." I put my plate in the sink and grabbed another piece of bacon.

"Oh I don't go Fridays." He said sipping what seemed to be coffee.

"Oh, well I should probably get going, I'll be late if I don't."

I grabbed my bag and in the moment it ripped, "really!? Seriously!?"

He hurried over and helped me pick up stuff, "i'll organize your school papers while you're gone, if you want, I work ahead too so I know you have it done."

"That would be fantastic thank you!" I grabbed what I need and have him a quick kiss on his cheek.

When I got to school everything was fine until I noticed I didn't have my history book. History was my last class so I didn't bother with it.

I told Mr. Shore, my history teacher, about what happened and he was okay with it since I already had this weeks work done.

"Well hello Trevor!" Mr. Shore broke the silence of class and everyone started to stare and mumble.

"Uh, Lyra left her book at the apartment." He handed it to me and the stares turned to me, great.

I nod to say thank you so I don't get more looks Trevor was talking to the teacher and they both looked at me. the mumbles in the room got louder so I couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Alright class! Back to work!" Mr. S said.

"Uhm Ly..ra?" he stood in front of my desk.

"Yeah?" I say looking up at his face.

"You don't have to stay for the rest of class, you can come home if you want." He stuttered under the looks.

I looked at my teacher and he nodded, "okay."

He grabbed my books and at the heat of the moment he grabbed my hand too. That's when the whispers started up again.

When we reached my locker he let go, "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be." I gave him my biggest smile.

"I didn't know what I was thinking." he started pacing.

"Well I liked that thought." I said under my breath, "It's fine really."

"Here." He grabbed my bag while I carried my books.

"Thanks." I said as we walked out the door.

"I'm going to stop at Whole Foods you can text me a list of food if you want." I looked at him.

"Sure. I'll take your books so you have room." He grabbed them.

"Okay cool!"

I got his text and noticed almost all the foods were what I was originally getting. Trevor is the boy version of me... what? We're at the point were it's like we're a, couple. That's funny to think about, speaking that I have never had a boyfriend.

I got in and out and when I got back home he was waiting, "have you been standing there this whole time?"

"No. My mom called and the people upstairs are having another party." he called as he walked over to my car.

"Or did you just miss me." I joked.

He rolled his eyes and got most of the groceries but I picked up my ones I got from the drug store. When we got upstairs he wasn't kidding, they were having a party. I put away the food as he watched.

"Did you get any of your own food?"

"Yes actually. We both like the same food so I just got more of each." I said putting the bags under the counter.

"How much was it? I'll pay half." He said getting into his bag.

"No it's okay I got it." I said.

"No really."

"Really it's fine."

He raised his eyebrow and grabbed the receipt before I could get it. I jumped over the island to get it but it ended up us chest to chest. The air got thick and the sparkle in his eyes made my stomach twirl. We both were caught up in the moment and just as our lips were a centimeter a part we were interrupted by angry pounding at the door.

"What?" He said quiet rudely.

"Stop this party instantly!" She was an older lady who seemed to have anger issues.

"We don't have a party going on thank you!" He shut the door in her face and stormed into the bedroom.

"Great!" I sit back on the counter.

Next thing I know he slides out of the bedroom and falls. I can't help but laugh. When I help him up he pulls me down too and we both are cracking up laughing. I decide to grab the whip cream that was sitting on the counter above me and spray it. After we were done the kitchen and family room were covered in different substances and we were both out of breath and dying of laughter, that's when it hit. The last thing I say was 9:17pm on my clock and I couldn't make out what Trevor said. Why now, the one time I'm having fun with someone who is messing around with me, with me, me. Not this, monster.