Stella p.o.v.
I woke up on the couch snuggled up in my blanket. My book is laying on the table across from me and I no longer feel Ashton by my side. I stretch a little and yawn. I look over at the foot of the sofa to see Luke fast asleep. He has a huge bandage on his arm!
I gasp and crawl over to him. I brush some hair off his forehead and shake his shoulder to wake him.
"Stells." He mutters as his eyes flutter open. I smile softly and look down at his arm bandage. It his slightly redish from blood that must have seeped through...
"Luke what happened to your arm." I said it as more of a statement than a question. he imediatly pulled it close to himself and looked away from me.
"Its nothing..." He mutters. He is bullshitting.
"You know wwhat I call?" I ask him. He rolls his eyes.
"Bullshit." He says sarcastically.
"Bullshit!" I yell out.
"Whatever!" He yells back at me, getting off the couch and running up to his room. I hear his door slam and the latch lock. I sigh and hope he is alright. He had never acted like that. Never lost his temper at anyone. Well.. not anyone he faught enough with Michael but never with me. Whenever I walked in on them bickering, Luke would look up at me and his blue eyes would soften. Michael noticed it too and stopped bothering him.
What did I do to upset him so badly?
I cuddled into my blanket and wrap it around my shoulders. I walk up the stairs and find my room. I lounge across the bed and am so close to falling asleep when there is a tap on the door. I glance up and see Michael looking in through the crack I left the door open. I smile and he comes shuffling in, shutting the door behind him. He jumps onto the bed beside me. I roll over and face him.
"hola!" he yells smiling. I cover my mouth in laughter.
"Too fucking loud Michael!" I hear from Calum's room.
"Yeah Mikey, too.fucking.loud." I say sticking my tongue out at him He just shrugs. I sit up and lean against my pillows, pulling my feet up and sitting cross legged. Michael sits up too and faces me diagnoly. He just sits there, smirking at me.
"Why are you staring at me?" I ask him, brushing my messy hair back from my face. He has a slight laugh to his voice when he answers me.
"Because your beautiful." He says smiling. I feel my stomach flub a bit.
"Michael..." I about about to attempt to shut his romantic affecting for me down... To tell him that I am not right for him. I am too different too closed off. We had had a few other conversastions similer to this in the past he knew where I was going. But he speaks anyway.
"'You realize that trying to keep your distance from me will not lessen my affection for you. All efforts to save me from you will fail.'" He whispers. He familiar green eyes peer into my blue ones. I gasp internally. Did he just quote The Fault in Our Stars?
"You said that was a girls book." I say, blushing my fucking face off. He laughs. Not quietly. But a hardy laugh where the room is filled.
"I just didnt want to cry Stella." He explains. Now it was his turn to blush.
"Any other quotes for me?" I laugh. He shakes his head.
"No. I would actually just really like to kiss you now." In that moment, my heart was beating in my throat and my eyes were wide. Kiss me? Really? I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing really came out.
"It would be an honor Stella, to kiss you." He said, scooting over next to me. I looked at him over my shoulder and he looked back at me. Leaning in slowly, he pressed his ever-pink lips to mine. I let my eyes stay open for a while. Just because I had never been kissed by anyone before and I mean I really was not prepared. But I gradually let my eyes flutter closed. He pulled apart after a good 7.5 seconds. Yes I fucking counted. Any kissing new bee should do... At least thats what I read in various magazenes as a well educated nine year old before I met any boy slightly appealing.
"Was that alright?" He asks with a kind of freaked out look on his face.
"Yeah. It was. Um yeah..." I said, with a blank look over my face. I physically shook my head and let the blush settle over my face. He smiled and bit his bottem lip.
"So.. does this mean we are like..." I knew full well where he was headed with this. I cut him off immediatly. I mean not like the kiss wasnt great I just didnt want Michael to be murdered by Ashton Luke and Calum all at once. They would probably set him on fire. At least thats what I over heard them saying when they were describing what they would do to eachother whoever got to me first. Michael was fire. Luke was getting hit by a train. Ashton was drowning. And Calum was Chinese torture just to be ironic.
"Can we just, keep this between us in this room for now Mike?" I ask him, putting on my cutest face. Michael immediatly melted and nodded. I leaned in and quickly kissed him again just to get a better feeling for it. We pulled apart when we heard the other boys go downstairs. And ask where we are.
When Michael walked out, leaving me with a smile, a couple words flashed through my mind.
I just kissed my best friend. And didnt really mind it.
"Well i'm fucked." i mutter before leaning back on my pillows again.
GUYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS MELLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH HOLY FUKCCCCC. ANYWAY, THIS GOT MY SO HAPPY I SWALLOWED MY GUM I MAY CHOKE TO DEATH NOW IDK YET. I LIKE THIS PART. HEHEHEHE. U WILL NEVER EVER SEE WHERE THIS SHITTY STORY IS HEADED NO DAMN WAY HEHEHE CCOMMENT PLEASE I WILL LOVE YOU GUYS FOREVER.
BYE.
