Rock Me Softly

How's The Weather Down There?

The sound of the roof caving down woke me from my peaceful slumber this morning.

            I was a centimeter away from kissing Channing Tatum in my best dream yet, when the disturbing noise jerked me awake and caused me to bolt up in bed.

            With my chest rising rapidly and my eyes wide, I turned my head to the sole reason of the ruckus and saw it was none other than a sleeping Rock Star.

            His mouth was wide open as he laid his head on the side of my bed, with his lower body sitting in my desk chair. My breathing and heart pressure went back to normal as I saw a drizzle of drool start to descend from his mouth.

            I couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of Ryder looking so… innocent, with a content expression lighting up his features and making my heart slowly start to melt at the sight.

            At the sound of my laughter, Ryder shifted slightly, tightening his hand that was clasped in mine, and letting out a sigh.

            I hadn’t even noticed that our hands were joined until he caused the small movement, and now that I was aware of the connection, my traitor of an organ started to pick up its pace once more.

            I looked from him to our hands, silently wondering what went on last night for him to be asleep in my bedroom, and for us to be so… close.

            As my memories started to come back to me, the boys all busted through the bedroom door, wearing the same frantic expression.

            A squeak left my lips at the sudden appearance of my housemates and I instantly pulled my hand away from Ryder’s, and with redden cheeks pulled my cover up to my chin. I wasn’t naked or anything, and looking back on it now, I honestly don’t know why I did that… it obviously made the situation worse.

            Ryder jerked awake with a gasp and his head shot up to gawk at me, “What? What’s wrong?!” He asked worriedly.

            Alex’s fake cough and my subtle eye movement towards the door, made Ryder swing around in his seat.

            “Oh… hey guys. What’s up?”

            All of the guys smirked from Ryder to me, making my blush harsher, as Alex replied, “I don’t know, you tell us.”

            “Nothing happened!” I insisted and I saw Ryder slowly start to smirk as he turned his attention to me.

            “Now Babe, I thought what we had was special?”

            His lips puckered in a plump pout, and his hazel irises sparkled with laughter.

            Zach and Preston started to snicker as Noah shook his head.

            My eyes narrowed as I gawked at Ryder, “W-We don’t… Ryder! Tell them nothing happened!”

            He laughed when I pointed to the boys which made my anger rise even more.

            “Ooooo, you’re so dead.” I said in a deadly whisper as I pushed the covers aside and flung myself at the soon to be ex- Rock Star.

            His eyes grew and everyone flew into action, Noah jumping over and grabbing me around the waist before dragging my swinging body away from Ryder’s. Noah ran over and pulled Ryder towards the other side of the room, and Alex did what he does best… he slapped Preston in the back of the head.