B. Loski's Point Of View
I hadn't seen Naomi in a few days. Well, I had. Just not as much as I'd like to. And it's not her fault. It's not my fault. It's just- sometimes things get in the way.
Right now it's school. I hate school. Finals were coming up. And she had the most difficult classes a sophomore could have. But the good thing was, winter break was coming. But, Jesus, not soon enough.
All we had this whole week was small conversations in the halls. The bus to school together and the walk back. Nothing more than that. And it's not that I'm clingy. I just want to be with her.
Hell, I have for a long time and now that I am, I just don't wanna let her go. I want to cherish every minute with her.
She had to study. She worked so hard in school, I didn't really, If I did we could probably be in the same courses. But, I didn't. Cause it didn't matter to me. It probably should. But it didn't.
Now we were walking home, Naomi studying her flash cards to herself. I smiled down at her, "Do you want me to help you study?" I sweetly asked, not exactly the most fun thing to do but I'd do anything for her. Anything to be with her.
"Really!" Naomi practically squealed with excitement. I chuckled, "Of course, anything for you." I spoke my thoughts.
"Oh, god! You're the best!" She spoke happily, quickly pecking my lips.
I laughed in return, "I know, I know. How will you ever repay me?" I sarcastically retorted. Naomi raised a brow, "I'll think of something. I always do."
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"Bryce, I can't focus!" Naomi groaned, irritated as she threw her head back in frustration. She let herself completely fall back into her bed as she continued her frustrated groans. It kinda hurt to see her so irritated with this. And I wanted to help, but it was just something I couldn't help with.
I could read the questions to her and then the answers back, but I couldn't explain. I couldn't help her understand cause I didn't even fucking know. But I wish I did. I hate seeing her so upset. It actually causes me physical pain. My heart aches seeing her like this.
"Babe." I spoke softly, scooting towards Naomi. Naomi looked up at me, "I can't do it, Bryce!" She sighed.
I smiled down at Naomi, brushing her lose strands of hair out of her face. I've thought it a million times, but she's so beautiful. I can't help but think of it every time I see her. Thinking of how much I love her. How that if I could, I'd kiss her a million times on her cheeks just to hear that sweet laugh of hers. But, that's not why I'm here. Contain your affections, Loski.
"Come here." I spoke, grabbing Naomi's hand and pulling her up. Now she sat up again. "Listen." I commanded the girl, but in a sweet tone of course. I placed my hands on her cheeks and she threw her hands over mine, her eyes meeting mine.
I smiled, "Naomi, you are so unbelievably smart. Hell, I'd even say genius. And if anyone can do this, you can! You can do literally anything you put your mind to. You're gonna pass these tests and get an A like you always do and then go to a good college. Don't freak." I said with a laugh.
Naomi smiled cheekily, her cheeks hearing up as she avoided eye contact with me. I laughed at the girl's sudden shyness. Naomi let out a few light laughs, letting her head fall into my chest as I wrapped my arms around her and fell backward onto the bed.
Naomi nuzzled her head into my chest and her arms snaked around me. She makes me feel all warm and fuzzy, which is kinda gross. But kinda amazing. I pulled her closer, if it were even possible.
"We have to study!" I laughed at Naomi, she was still cuddling herself into me. Naomi looked up at me, "Shh. Five minutes. Just let me lay with you for five minutes then we can study. I swear." Naomi spoke, her head falling back to my chest.
I laughed at the girl's adorable and nearly child like mannerisms. "Okay!" I gave in, closing my eyes to take in this moment. It had been awhile since we had a moment like this. And I want this to last. Forever. She's too sweet, to adorable. How could anyone ever deny that adorable smile? God, I love her!
How could you not be so madly, head over heels in love with Naomi Hanson? It's physically impossible.
