Weightless [Jack Barakat]

Chapter Twenty Three

Alex's POV

I walked Juliet home from the movie theatre. She promised me that she wasn't cold when I offered her my jacket, so I didn't push it on her too much, but somehow I ended up with her leaning into me and my arm around her shoulder.

"Your turn," she said.

"Okay...cake or pie?" i asked.

"Ooh, that's a tough one. Can I pass?'

I sighed. "I suppose...."

She laughed. "Don't act like you're so miserable because I couldn't answer youre question! I'm this next building right here."

I walked in to the apartment complex with Juliet and up to her apartment.

"We should do this again sometime," I said when she opened the door.

"I'm free next saturday," She said. I was going to respond when she kissed me on the cheek.

"Thanks for tonight," she said as a light turned on behind her. "See you on monday, bye."

She turned around and closed the door, leaving me alone in the dim hallway.

As I was walking home, I found myself already wanting to fast forward to next Saturday.

Why do I suck so bad at writing those kinds of scenes? Oh well.

I'm wide awake and it's pretty late (ASSONANCE AH), so I might just finish this right now. The last chapter is already typed, so why not?

In the mean time, What's your favorite music artist? Or are you like me and you can't pick one, they're all just mixed together in a bowl or something? Let me know in the comments section, its there for a reason :1

Bye