This Means War (Selene)(COMPLETED) 2 ✔️

Chapter Seventy-Three Thief. Liar. Murderer

Rockabye- Clean Bandit

     I look at the time on my phone seeing it's one. In the morning. Oh you've got to be kidding me. I shake my head putting my phone back down and looking at Wesley. He found me at the drag strip somehow and gave me a ride home. Well, not home. To his house. And we've been sitting in his room for about... I look at the time. Six hours. We haven't said a word to each other yet other than 'thanks' and 'you're welcome'. Other than that we've been staring at the wall or our hands. Anything to distract ourselves.

     "I should go home."

     "To Dave's?" He asks and I nod watching him stare down at his hands as he nods too.

     "You gonna stay there alone?" I nod again as he sees and looks down again.

     "I need to sleep. We have school tomorrow." Wesley's head suddenly snaps up.

     "What? No we don't, tomorrow is Saturday." He says confused and I narrow my eyes at him shaking my head.

     "It's already tomorrow. And today is Wednesday." I say and his face gets even more confused.

     "Yesterday wasn't Friday?" He asks and I slowly shake my head. "God, this week is going by so slow." He groans before running a hand through his hair and falling back on his bed shoving his face into his pillows and then groaning against them.

     "Okay, so... fun talk." I nod standing up.

"No, wait." I here Wesley's muffled voice says and I stop and look at him. He doesn't move and then I hear deep breathing as if he were asleep. Did he fall asleep on me? Well can I blame him? It's one in the morning. I shake my head and head for the door before I stop again. Should I just leave him? I mean. I know I can't- shouldn't stay in his room with him... or should I? Wait. Why would I want to stay in Wesley Quinn's room? Almost every day I fight to get out of it and now I want to stay? What is wrong with me?

     Well. I look to Wesley seeing his head now turned toward me. His eyes were closed and with every breath he let out his lips would part. He just looks so adorable. Suddenly it made me remember something.

     "If I'm gonna be crazy. I'm going crazy all the way." I warn and instead of getting mad he smiles and shakes his head.

"I can't be mad at you." He sighs before kissing my forehead. And then my nose. His eyes look to my lips and I quickly cover them with my hand as he narrows his eyes and sighs leaning back. "What?"

"I just threw up." I say, my hand muffling my words. His face goes blank as he looks at me.

"And I haven't brushed my teeth yet. What's your point?"

"It's gross."

"I don't care."

"I do. I don't want you to kiss me and then bleh." He smirks.

"You don't want me to kiss you and then bleh?" He asks and I nod. "Fine." He kisses my forehead again before rolling away and getting off the bed standing up. "Come on." He waves for me to get up but I groan. "Selene, come on." He groans. "Please." I groan again and roll off the bed and onto the floor. "Okay, now that was your own fault."

     "Shut up." I grumble pushing myself up to stand and then sending him a glare. He waves for me to follow him and I groan before I begin walking. When I reach him he locks fingers with me and walks out the door, then down the steps with me and out the front door as his mother glances at us and then smirks shaking her head and looking away. "Where are we going?"