The Chairs Between Us

Duet

I was shocked but for some reason I felt so comfortable. 

For once in my life, I felt like I had everything planned out. Liam let go of me, "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that... I wasn't thinking straight." 

I took in a deep breath, "Yeah definitely not straight..."

He put his head in his hands, "Oh my god! Are you even...? I am sorry."

I laughed, "I am actually... it's fine. I guess you got lucky."

He is checks turned red from embarrassment, "I still shouldn't have..."

I put my hand on his shoulder, "No, it's fine... I haven't felt this way in a long time. I am actually... happy for once."

He looked up at me and smiled. He pushed me back onto the floor, "I-I like you, Dominic... I always have... I know that I kind of seemed like a jerk. It's just... my parents will probably kill me if they found out but... I have decided not to care. Why should they control who I like?" 

I smiled, "You were a huge jerk actually but... I-I think I like you too."

He laid next to me pulling me close to him. Then his lips were connected to mine again. 

The only thing I could think about was him. He held me tighter and I did the same. 

Then there was a knock on the door. He let go of me again, "Oh god I think it's my dad... Just go sit on my bed. Don't say anything."

 I got up and did as he said while he opened the door. 

He was right, his dad was standing at the door, "Dinner is done. I have been calling you to come down for about 10 minutes now." 

Has it really been that long already?

God he reminds me of my stepdad always wondering what  is happening in his house. 

I guess time flies when I am making out with your son.

Liam showed very little emotion, "Sorry sir, we where listening to music for our performance... I guess time just went faster than we thought." 

His dad just looked at me, "Music... huh?"

Liam nodded, "Yes sir. Debussy's Clair de Lune to be exact."

His dad nodded and started to walk away, "Okay. Come down when you are ready."

Liam closed the door, letting out a sigh.

He walked over and sat down next to me, "Don't worry he is just over protective... He even makes me call him 'sir'... He probably thought I was kidnapped by you or something." 

His eyes twinkled as he laughed. 

I began laughing too, "Well if you really want to be kidnapped that can probably be arranged. "

He threw a pillow at me, "Like you would be brave enough to do that... Come on let's go eat." 

He grabbed my arm and pulled me up, "Let's hurry up before he comes back."

We ran downstairs to the dinning room. Lucy and his dad were already eating. 

We both sat down and loaded up our plates with food. Everyone was silent as we ate piles of mashed potatoes and pork slices. 

Like awkward silence.

We all cleaned our plates and Liam stacked them up. He motioned for me to follow him into the kitchen. I tucked in my chair and followed behind him. He turned on the sink and began washing, "Welcome to my family."

"Why don't you guys talk during dinner?" 

He gave a light chuckle, "I don't actually know the reason. My dad just says it's a time for eating and nothing else. When we go back out there we will talk. That's how he likes it, eat then talk our day for about 10 minutes... It's stupid."

"Well what are we going to tell him?... Our day was horrible and if we talk about it I will probably cry again."

He put his hand on my cheek, "Well there was one thing that wasn't so horrible. Too bad we can't tell him about it... I guess we will just have to talk about our practice."

I smiled and shook my head, "Look who is all flirty now?"

He laughed, "Get used to it."

We put all the dishes away then walked back out to the table. 

Everything seem to go smoothly. 

Liam did all the talking and Lucy said we didn't have to talk if we didn't want to. Which we took as the cue to leave.

We hurried upstairs the first chance we got leaving them to talk alone. I felt a little guilty about it but then again we didn't have that much to talk about anyways. 

We both laid on the floor of his room staring up at the ceiling. He looked over at me, "You know, tomorrow at school we will have to play in front of Mr. Bennet. Then he will decide if we play at the concert or not." 

"Yeah, I can handle it. If I mess up, I have you to get me back on track."

He smirked, "I won't rely too much on that... I will get too distracted looking at you."

He rolled over and wrapped his arms around me.

 It going to feel weird in orchestra when he isn't sitting next to me.

We both closed our eyes, holding each other until we drifted asleep.

I really like you.