Dying Words (Book 1) [Boy X Boy]

Chapter 5

Silence. That was it. I didn't dare to talk and neither did Layton. I could tell he was letting me compose myself and probably regain a few of my lost memories. We sat of the bus with Chris next to us, asleep on my shoulder.

Yeah, she nagged me for half an hour then fell asleep on my shoulder after saying she had barely any sleep last night.

Neither did I.

I was up almost all of the night thinking about what Layton told me. And honestly i couldn't believe it. I still can't. No matter how much I try, i don't remember kissing Layton or even liking him. Maybe it was an accident or something and he took it the wrong way. Yeah that has to be it.

I didn't hold it against Layton for what he did. He said he was sorry, and lets face it, it was bound to happen anyway. I knew people we probably going to harass me. I'm not very attractive or strong... Or smart... I was just... Average. Actually more like below average.

And I wasn't going to blow a casket and get angry with Layton. Hell, we just became friends again. I wasn't letting that go. I mean, i love Chrissy and everything, she's amazing, but the more friends the better i felt.

That's a little selfish... I know.

Layton stared out the window with his chin on his hand while i looked at him from the corner of my eyes. Silence between us. The bus was had quiet talking throughout it but half of the bus was asleep from waking up so early. Damn i think mrs. Campton is asleep also. Probably is.

Thoughts continued to run though my head. He hasn't talked to me since last night. Well he woke me up this morning before going on his jog but that was it. He drove me to the school. Silent. We signed in and got together with Chrissy. Silent. And now on the bus as we went to where ever we were going. But I must say, nice busses.

Good job teachers.

Should I talk to him? Apologize for my action and for not remembering? Maybe i shouldn't say anything quite yet till i can remember something. Stupid parents... Why'd he have to put me in a coma?

I took a dare and glance back at Layton, still looking out the window but i could see his reflection in the glass, and he could see mine. He was looking at me, he wasn't before but he definitely was now. And he knew i was looking at him. I quickly looked away, trying not to move to much and bother Chris. Why was he looking at me? He does that a lot and it's weird and i just want to know what he wants. Geeze this freaked me out.

My breathing felt a little off suddenly and my heart beat picked up, i felt... Scared.

Scared that he was now mad at me after last night. Scared that he'd stay something to me, and worse. Scared that he wouldn't talk to me...

I'm so stupid. I can't help my pathetic self. But I had to risk one more slight glance. And I did. He was still looking over at me through the glass, and it look almost as if he had something to say, but he stayed mute.

Look away.

Chad look away.

Look away now!

I couldn't, i couldn't look away from him. I wanted him to say what he was going to say. I want to know what he was going to say. Maybe it was nothing, maybe not even directed towards me but I still wanted to hear it.

He closed his eyes and the corner of his mouth turned up slightly into a smirk. I quickly pulled my eyes away from him again as i heard him sigh. "Hey, Chad." I swallowed away my fear and looked at him. Now turning my head.

"Y-yeah?" He reopened his eyes and looked over at me, removing his head from his hand.

"You mad at me?" He blue eyes meet with mine. I shuttered under his perfect eyes, instantly feeling nervous.