Wherever you are

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Wherever you are chapter 9

" Kassy.. Kassy.. Wake up. Luke!" I heard someone whisper.

I couldn't open my eyes yet... Too tired.

" GOD DAMMIT WAKE UP!" They finally screamed.

Me & Luke shot up at the same time.

" what?" He moaned rubbing his eyes.

" hmm?" I asked opening my eyes.

" Ashton did you really have to wake us up." Luke complained.

" it's already 1. We let you sleep in 4 hours. You should be happy." He said to him.

" already 1?" I asked.

" actually." He said. " 1:23."

" sweet baby Jesus I don't think I've ever slept in this late." Luke said before yawning.

" yes you have." Ashton corrected him.

Luke shot him a look and Ashton smiled.

Cute.

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" I should go." I said as we sat at the kitchen table together.

The boys were in the backyard playing soccer. " I have to study for exams and work in a few hours."

" you work?" He asked shocked.

Why was he shocked?

" well not everyone gets paid for playing a guitar." I joked smiling at him.

He laughed. " I love that."

" what?" I asked.

" how you always have sassy come backs but you're also joking it's just.. Funny and cute." He said.

I smiled and laughed quietly.

" I really had fun." I said before putting my bag on my bag.

" you sure you don't want a ride?" He asked.

" no no it's fine." I assured him walking to the door.

" where do you work?" He asked.

" a bakery downtown called goodmans bakery. It's quite popular in this small town." I explained.

" ah." He opened the door for me. " I see."

I didn't move. I looked him in the eye & smiled.

" I'll miss you." He said.

I lifted my hand up and softly touched his cheek.

I went to my tip toes and kissed his cheek.

I smiled again then left.

What the hell did I just do.

I was endlessly in love with this boy.

This was not a normal crush. This wasn't loving someone. I was in love. Full on caught in the trap. And in the moment, I knew I was in deep shit. This could either go horribly wrong or horribly right. Why am I not scared of what this boy could do to my emotions.. Correction.. Why am I not scared of what he's doing to my emotions?

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