Behind the eyes of a lunatic (undergoing editing)

16- The wreck

I had been lying on my bed since the the whole hose incident, admiring the photo Tate had taken.

His smile was breath taking, the way the slight dimple by the side of his mouth would appear when he was at his happiest made me smile.

His bluey-grey eyes had only slightly been caught by the camera, as his attention was mostly on me.

and thats what really made this photo mesmerizing, it was the thought of me actually making Tate smile like that.

As Tate suddenly came barging into my room, I quickly slid the picture underneath my pillow, and sat up so my hands were in my lap.

Looking at his clothes; he was wearing a pair of grey rolled up shorts and a black t-shirt with black vans.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" He smirked as he caught me checking him out.

Rolling my eyes, I leaned back on my bed and pretended to read the book of moby dick.

Peering over the book, I saw him rubbing the back of his neck as he looked anywhere but at me.

"Do you wanna come to a party at the wreck?" He finally said before his blue eyes had glanced into mine.

Placing the book down next to me, I sat up with a small smile on my face. Unlike Tate who seemed to look like he was about to pass out.

"You mean like a date? " I teased.

Watching his eyes slowly scan my body, he then looked up to my face and pursed his pink lips.

"If you want.." Dropping the smile from my face, I rubbed my now sweating hands on my yoga pants.

I had a feeling that this was his way of asking me out, but I also had a feeling that he wasnt going to actually ask me.

"sure, let me change first" I said trying to sound as calm and casual as ever, but honestly, I was far from those.

Nodding his head, he leant on the door frame, while I quickly grabbed an armful of clothes.

Hearing his slight groan, he slid down the door frame and banged his head upon it gently.

"You're gonna take forever, aren't you? " He dragged on. Jhees, he sounded like he was going to cry any second.

And they say girls are the drama queens?

Laughing, I skipped to my bathroom and started to decide on what outfit I should wear.

Once I had got ready, I looked at my watch to see that I had only taken 30 minutes, thats pretty much a record for me.

Brushing off my clothes, I slipped on the pair of heels I had decided to wear for once, I walked into my bedroom to see Tate parched on my window ceil flicking through an old photo album I didnt even reckognise.

Seeing the large smile on his face, made my face glow and created butterflies in my stomach.

Glancing up at me momentarily, he did a double take and continued to stare at me in awe.

Tucking the few strands of hair from infront of my face, I cleared my throat which snapped him out of his daze.

"you look....good" He spoke with clarity in his voice.

Good? is that it?

Slapping on a fake smile, I said a quiet thankyou before reaching for my phone on the desk.

Looking over my shoulder, I saw how he went back to smiling like an idiot while looking through the album pages.

"Is this your dad" He laughed.