Just Say It

Chapter 10~ Awkward Times

The existence of other people is essentially awkward
~ Lionel Shriver
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I could feel myself start to slip out of my dream state and into the real world. Through my eyelids I could tell that the sun was peeking through the window. But what was odd was I didn't feel any sheets that usually surrounded my body and yet I still felt heat radiating off of something. I moved my hand around a bit to try and find any sign of a blanket, cover, or even a pillow, the only thing I found was a small piece of soft fabric. With eyes still closed I tried to wrap myself up in the material, but with no success I frowned with the conclusion that the fabric was connected to something. It was too early in the morning to even care, so I mentally shrugged and snuggled back into my original position.

And thats when I realized, this was not a bed. I felt around once more, and noticed something shaped like, a shoulder? I then slowly inched my hand downwards to find an elbow.

'Oh my gosh.' I thought, and thats when my suspicions were confirmed.
The object which I laid upon fidgeted and squirmed.

My eyes shot open. Which was a major mistake because I was quickly blinded by the light that poured into the room.
"Argh." I grumbled slapping my hand over my eyes and turning over. This could not get any worse!

After I recovered I dropped my hand from my eyes only to face a grey t-shirt. My eyes slowly traveled upwards.
I spoke too soon about everything getting worse.

What I found was not only a person, but a boy, and not just any boy, but Blake, oh and don't forget the fact that I'm laying on top of him!

I was stuck. I hate it when people ruin my sleep so I wont ruin his by getting up. I mean thats the nice thing to do, right?

I mentally groaned and told myself that I could just get up, that its not like its his last night of sleep. But then my heart was aching at the sight of him. He looked like a little baby with the way his mouth was slightly parted, and the way his little snores filled my ears.

'Ugh! Why am I so nice?'

I laid still not wanting to disturb him. So the only thing I could do, and as a little kid was told not to do, was stare at him. I couldn't help it, what else was I gonna do?

I laid there for over 30 minutes before I started to see his eyes start to flutter open.

Then the panic set in.

'Crap! I couldn't let him see me staring at him!'

So I did what I had to do. I faked being asleep.

I quickly shut my eyes just as his were opening. I felt him gasp and then tense his body beneath me. I guess he saw our predicament.

What happened next shocked me.
I felt the heat of he warm hand graze my forehead, moving little hairs out of my eyes. I could feel his heated gaze. I wanted to open my eyes so bad and see his expression. But I had to keep the act up or else who knows what would happen.

But we cant lay here forever. So I decided to act like I was waking up.
I fluttered my eyes, tossed and turned a little bit, then let out a yawn before I officially opened my eyes.

Even though I was acting, I was seriously shocked by the fact that this was still happening.

With wide eyes I looked at Blake, "Ummm, good morning?"

"Morning." He greeted gruffly.
I pushed myself off of him and sat down on the floor. I looked around and noticed Lauren and Clayton still on the floor asleep. Thank goodness that they did not see us.