First Love (David & Liza)

Chapter 15

October 19th / Monday

I open my eyes and quickly sit up in the bed. I'm out of breath, my back is sweating and my heart is beating fast. I try to remember what I was dreaming about, but it's not working. The only thing I know for sure is that David was in my dream. Or maybe it was a nightmare? I shake my head, trying to get rid of whatever that was. It takes me a couple of deep breaths and a few minutes to calm myself down before I look at my surroundings. The room is dark, so I assume it's too early in the morning. I reach to the night stand and grab my phone. The bright light strikes my eyes as I look at the screen.

It's 5:05 AM. I sigh and put the phone under my pillow. I stand up and go to the bathroom to freshen up. I wash my face and teeth and go back in the room. I have plenty of time till school starts, so I lay back down and close my eyes. Maybe I would fall asleep again. Ok, apparently not right now, because of this one word that is stuck in my head and it doesn't go away no matter what I think of.

David.

Dark brown eyes, mischievous smile and messy hair. I smile as the memories from Friday night rush into my mind. It was the perfect first date and everything was so easy and effortless. It was like I was hanging out with my best friend. I sigh. A best friend I have a crush on. Another word pops up right away, making my smile bigger and I roll on my back.

Kiss.

The touch of his hands and the taste of his lips. I've never could imagine that someone could make me feel the way he made me feel that night. I felt so good, so free, like I've found my place. I felt like I was drowning in him and I didn't want to resurface to take a breath. I felt like I was falling and I was falling hard.

Suddenly the pillow buzzes, interrupting my thoughts. I sit up in the bed and reach for my phone.

"Good morning, princess. Just wanted to be the first one to say it to you today. Hope I didn't wake you up."

I smile at the cute text, typing a reply almost immediately.

"You didn't. I was having trouble sleeping. Why are you up so early? Can't wait to go to school?"

This time instead of another text I get a call.

"School? I can't wait to see you." I immediately blush as I hear his voice. "Why you didn't tell me you can't sleep? I would have come to help you with whatever I can."

"Don't worry, I'm already used to it." He groans.

"You do know that when you tell somebody not to worry, they start worrying even more, right? So instead of that, just tell me what can I do to make you feel better?"

"Thank you, David, but I'm fine now. You don't have to do anything." I smile again.

"Ummm... Too late." His cheerful voice is cut by the line braking before I could manage to say something back at him.

Did he just hung up on me? Maybe his battery died or something. And "too late"... What was that suppose to mean? I put the phone down, yawning and deciding to ask him that later in school. Right now I can't do anything, so that's why it's better to go back to sleep. But right when my head hits the pillow the annoying sound of the doorbell ringing fills up the empty house. Seriously?! Who rings on people's doors in 5 in the morning? That is not normal! I groan as I slowly get up from under the warm, fluffy covers of my bed. I put on the first piece of clothing I see and head downstairs, dragging my sleepy legs on the floor. Imagine the utter shock written on my face when I open the front door and see a cute smiling face hidden under a black baseball hat. Instant butterflies mode: ON.

"David?" I shout when he picks me up as he enters the house. "W... What are you doing here?" He puts me back down, leaving his hands around my waist.

"I haven't seen you for the whole weekend and I've missed you. And I can see that you've missed me too." He grins and I give him a confused glance. "I've told you it looks better on you. I'm glad you agree!" I look down at my clothes and blush, realizing that in the darkness of my room I've managed to take the one piece of clothing I've been wearing for the last two days. His hoodie. I take a few steps back from him to close the door.

"Yeah, yeah, you are right, whatever. That's not important." I shake my head. "I told you I'm ok, you didn't have to come. Now I feel bad."

"No, don't. I couldn't sleep either. Plus when I called you I was already down the street." I raise an eyebrow and he shrugs. "My mom needed my car today and I thought that it's a perfect time for a walk." He wraps his hands around me again and smiles.

"So you decided to walk to school almost 3 hours earlier?"

"If I haven't came how was I supposed to do this?" He slowly leans and kisses me.

It's nothing like the first kisses. Oh, no! It's a gazillion times better. I involuntarily close my eyes, allowing myself to completely give in to the new sensation. It turns my head dizzy, emptying it from other thoughts, and my heart beating with the speed of light.

"Good morning, princess!" He whispers when we break the kiss. I roll my eyes and gently grab his face. His grip tightens as we deepen the kiss. We pull away from each other and he lets out a loud sigh.

"I swear I can do this all day." He smirks, making me roll my eyes again. "But you have to go get ready, because I want to take you on a walk to school. Unfortunately, you can't go out wearing your pajamas." He suddenly picks me up and throws me on his shoulder. "I told you I'm here to help! Where you said your room was?" I laugh.

"I didn't. Put me down!" I gently hit his back, but he ignores me.

"Hmmm... We have a kitchen, living room and dining room here, so it must be on the second floor." He heads upstairs and I laugh again. "Now we are looking for..." He opens the bathroom door. "Ok, not here, but perhaps..." He opens another door. "Eureka!" He puts me down and looks at the clock above my bed. "You have 15 minutes and an awesome room. I'll wait downstairs." He smiles and turns around. I giggle as I close the door. This day is pretty great so far. I take off my pajamas and put on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. I smile when I see David's hoodie and decide to wear it again. A little foundation and mascara and I'm done. I grab my backpack of the floor and open the door to see David's smiling face.

"You look beautiful without make-up, so why you even bother to put some?" He takes my hand and I blush.

"Were you peeking?" I say and he shakes his head. We head downstairs. "I thought you said you were going to wait here?" He smirks.

"I got bored and lonely very quickly." He shrugs and opens the front door. "After you, my princess!"