Morning

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"Morning best friend," that's what I woke up to..... Jay
who was leaning over me as I laid on my bed, was beaming down at me his eyes beautiful in the early morning light.... I looked at him a similar smile making its way onto my face, god he was so beautiful. All of a sudden his smile got bigger and I watched as his eyes drew to my lips and with that I fought every instinct I had to kiss him, and pulled away before anything happened . Its not that I didn't want to kiss him, but he was about to leave. He lookes at me with hurt in his eyes and simply says "why," tears filling my eyes I tell him everything, everything about how he's changed and how Ive been in love with him for four and half years now (with that he smiled) And how I'm afraid he won't be the same when he gets back. Jay looks at me his eyes twinkle as a small smile spreads onto his face, and he grabs me and pulls me closer to him and kisses me. My heart melts and I lean into the kiss with every part of my body screaming at me to stop, that this isnt right, that this would be the first and only time that this would happen, and yet I don't, I keep kissing him. The kiss seems to last forever, yet not long enough. What is it about him, his icy blue eyes, his blond hair that slightly covers his right eye? I might never be able to tell. All I know is that this was just the beginning.

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