Steam on the Mirror

Crumbled Walls

~~ALEKS POV~~

I looked around, eyes wide, gasping. That was the strongest orgasm I've had in a while... because it sounded like James spoke my name at the last second. It felt like there was a ghost of his hand where mine was, and all of this sent me soaring. I'm probably just imagining things, but it felt so real. I'm still more than positive he heard me earlier, but he most definitely heard me this time. His bedroom sat neighboring mine, and as embarrassing as it was, I was yelling pretty loud.

It was now about three in the morning, and I don't feel like going back to sleep. If I even tried, I don't think I would even be able to anyways. I was getting out of hand, and he surely knows by now the feelings I have for him. But if he knows, will he even show it? Or will he be the same old James with his concrete walls all around him?

I sighed and rolled over, just staring at my clock as the time ticked on. The whole time, I thought about James. I thought about how he'll act when he wakes up. I thought about why he always seems so indifferent to me. I thought about the little possibilities that he might love me, too. Then I thought about how that was impossible. I thought about the way he felt like he was right next to me. Is this really how bad I've been needing him lately, to get to the point of putting enough thought to imagining him doing those things to me that it actually felt real..?

I let my thoughts carry on in my head as my eyes drooped. It only felt as if it were a second, but when I snapped my eyes open, the clock read 8:19. Maybe I did feel like going back to sleep. I groaned and rolled over again, wanting to close my eyes, dreading what was to come today. He's probably never going to look me straight in the eyes again. He'll probably even take his breakfast into another room just to avoid me and my awkwardness. But if this was all going to happen, I'm going to have to face it.

I groaned again and sat up slowly, my leg muscles slightly stiff. I pulled on some pajama pants and shirt before stepping out into the hall, not really caring how my hair or anything else looked. As I went down the stairs to the kitchen, I had to keep pulling the pants up and tugging the shirt back over my shoulder. Of course, I had to pull out the two-times-oversized pajamas I hate...

~~JAMES POV~~

I woke up with a happy sigh, remembering last night. I felt relieved that I knew everything was going to be okay. Last night, before I had went to sleep, my walls had finally crumbled away to nothing but ash, slowly blowing away from the serene thoughts that drifted through my mind. I loved this new feeling of not having to put up a show. It feels like when you've been holding a grocery bag for so long, your arms get tired and you just want to put it down, even if it isn't all that heavy. When you finally put it down, your arms have such a sense of relief, and it just spreads happiness everywhere. Yeah, that's how my whole body was feeling right now.

I turned over and read the clock. It was just a little past eight, and I was feeling hungry. I happily skipped out of bed, down the hall, down the stairs, into the kitchen. I felt like a new person, in the best way. I opened the cabinet and saw my three choices: Lucky Charms, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, or Fruity Pebbles.

I smiled and pulled down the fruity pebbles, feeling like a child as I watched all the sweet colorful bits fall into the bowl. They smelled so good, and I was starving. I'm probably not just gonna be happy with one bowl...

I smiled again as my thoughts went on, sounding kid-like and lovely. I loved being like this. I should've ended this charade so long ago! Everything is going to be so much better now! Me and Aleks won't have to hide anymore! I love him, he loves me. Well, he doesn't know that yet. But he will. By the end of today, he will...