I whimper as I feel cool air on my arms. I rub my eyes, "What?"
I feel an hand wrap around y arm and pull me into a sitting position. I open up my eyes to see the brown eyes that belong to Silver. She's dressed in a simple blue T-shirt and tights; I've never seen her dressed so casual. Her eyes are red and her voice is scratchy, like mine probably is as well.
"Go to Cole's room." She pulls me up off the bed.
"What? Why?" I question, running my hand through my hair.
"My mom--Just go!" She pushes me out the door. I yawn and stumble my way to Cole's room. I close the door behind me before taking in the scene before me. Cole lays on his bed, mouth agape. His blonde hair is messy and his shirt is halfway off his body.
Bipolar d!ck-head.
I sigh walking to the corner of the room and falling onto my bottom. I hug my knees, pulling them towards my body. This is going to be a long day.
After almost two hours I'm bored out of my mind and kind of worried that Cole is dead; he still hasn't awoken. I stand up and smirk as an idea pops into my head. I skip towards him and gingerly crawl on top of him. I slowly grab a pillow before smacking him in the face with it. I bite my cheek to hold in laughter at his confused expression. He looks up lazily at me; his eyes barely open.
One blink.
Two blinks.
Three blinks.
"Get the fuck off me!" I'm thrown to the side of the bed. I groan as I hit the matress.
"Your alive! Yay!" I sit up and give him a wide smile.
He doesn't say anything, but he averts his eyes. No, we are not going to do this.
"So your mad at me for some stupid reason," I run a hand over my face. "But can we pause this whole I-don't-like-you thing because were stuck with each other for a whole day. I'm not going to stare at a wall all day while your ignoring me."
Cole shrugs, finding my eyes again, "Fine. Just one question. Why?"
My eyebrows scrunch together, "Why what?"
"Why were you kissing him?" He sits up, suddenly interested in me.
"I already told you," I roll my eyes and cross my arms. "So I can officially say I...That...I don't like him."
"You do like him." Cole whispers quietly. He looks up at me before dismissing himself and heading into the bathroom, I'm thinking.
Groaning I throw myself off the bed and follow him. I look right from the hallway just to see the bathroom door shutting. I walk up to it and push it open to see Cole staring at me from the mirror. He quickly looks back at himself once I realize he was looking at me.
"Why do you keep running away? Why can't you tell me what's bothering you? I thought we were buds." I walk up to him.
"There's nothing to explain." Cole shrugs.
"Yes there is! Why are you mad at me? I didn't do anything!" I breath in deeply running a hand through my hair.
"I don't know!"
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"I don't know why I'm mad at you! I just felt hurt when I saw you with Aaron and I-I don't know! Damn it!" Cole slams his fist on the bathroom granite; wincing immediately after.
My eyes widen a fraction of an inch. I wasn't expecting that..."Are you saying that you like me?"
Cole swallows and shrugs, "I'm just confused."
