Blue Sky's Black Star's

What.

After a few movies–mostly comedy cause Micah is a wimp– we were pretty burnt out.
He decided to spend the night but Luke left.
Micah yawned wide, closing his eyes in the process whilst doing so, I quickly stuck a strand of red liquorish into his mouth.
He closed his mouth and chewed on it.
"Tired? You seem tired. I should go set your bed up downstairs."
"I'm fine with sleeping in here,"
I looked at him dumbfounded. "Boi. You're kicking me out of my bed? Seriously?" I sighed but just shrugged. "Fine"

I was getting out of my bed again, till he stopped me by lightly holding my wrist. "I meant, we can both sleep in here. Not like we're gonna be doing anything."
My cheeks warmed at the thought, and I scoffed at myself. Jesus Christ Silv. You are such a virgin.
I mentally slapped myself in the face.
"Hmm... I mean my mom probably wouldn't even notice if you slept in here to be honest. So, okay sure."
"What were you thinking of, Silv?" He looked me in the eyes until I swallowed down my awkwardness, "nothing, why do you say I was thinking of something?"
I looked down and he was still holding my wrist.
"Well I can just tell." He slipped his hands away onto his lap.
I chuckled, "okay..., yeah. Sure you can." I shook my head and continued chuckling.
He looked at me with a flat expression.
"I was thinking about food. As I usually am. Are you hungry?"
"Not really" be chewed at his lip.
"Well I am, so I'm gonna go make a pizza, be right back."

After placing the frozen pizza into the preheated over I sat on the Island with my legs crossed humming 21 guns by Greenday.
15 minutes then I can demolish you. I thought as I looked at the pizza in the oven.

The doorbell rang throughout our house and I frowned.
"Who the hell could that be at this ungodly hour."
Without looking though the peephole, I swung the door wide open and my mouth opened almost as wide at the door did.
What. The. Hell.