Her Lips Are Softer Than Any Other Pair of Lips I have Ever Kissed
Tyler FoleyFor someone who lived in Alaska, this girl had some very small clothes. Of course it was a good thing for me because it made packing for a trip in California much easier. The whole time I looked through her closet, Andrea stayed sound asleep. I had been surprised that she had slept through the commotion downstairs but as I walked into her room and heard the unattractive snores, I found that she was a very deep sleeper. I held up a stringy black top and inspected it. Was this lingerie? I looked at Andrea's sleeping form. Drool decorated her left cheek and dark hair stuck to it. I winced and looked away. Talk about gross. She frowned in her sleep and wiped the drool away as if she was offended by my thoughts. A grin fought onto my lips. I dropped the top into the suitcase and walked slowly towards her sleeping form. Her curly hair was splayed behind her head on the cotton pillow case like a chocolate-coloured wildfire. The snores weren't attractive yes, and neither was the drool. But despite all of those minor details, she looked adorable asleep. Her dark eyelashes cast a shadow over her cheeks and her full lips were open slightly. Her chest rose and fell with every intake of breath.
A hand reached out and cupped a cheek-the one without the drool. She smiled and snuggled into it. My breath caught in my throat. God. Who could dislike this girl? I snatched my hand away from her cheek. Damn it Tyler! Control yourself! She stirred in her sleep at the swift movement and my heart stopped beating. She tossed and turned, trying to find the perfect position. A guttural sound left her lips. Her eyes flew open.
Shitshitshitshit-
'heyyy tylerrr!' She giggled softly with a dazed look in her eyes.
She smiled at me but her eyes had a glassy look about them. On noticing my horror-struck expression she fell into a fit of snorts and incoherent mumbles.
'Oh, Tyler! you are such a cutie!' she managed to snort out through giggles.
I looked down at myself. Cutie, really? I thought I qualified for hot at least. I flexed my arm to test my theory.
'Oh, Tyler!' she hummed in appreciation then flopped back on the bed holding her belly and laughing hysterically.
I chuckled at her cute behaviour. Odd. But cute. Her laughs got louder and more uncontrollable. Oh, shit! Lucy and dad! I leaped onto her massive bed and muffled her laughs with my palm. It only seemed to make her laughing worse. My hand wasn't doing much to keep her quiet and I had two options. The first one was to press one of her pillows into her face, but it did carry the risk of a possible death. The second one...
My lips smashed into her. Immediately, she stopped laughing. Her lips were soft, softer than any other pair of lips I had ever kissed. Her hands found their way to my cheeks and she held onto them tightly. I knew that I would be thinking about the kiss for days to come. My hands were wrapped around her small waist when realization hit. She hadn't tensed in the slightest. I could have kept on kissing her for hours, but I pulled back. Inky blue eyes stared into mine lazily. Something was really off. I searched her eyes for any hints and found exactly that. Her pupils had dilated so much that only an inch of her soft blues were showing. I knew it, that girl had the lightest blue eyes I had ever seen. It didn't make sense that suddenly they were almost as dark as mine.
I picked her up by the waist. She squealed and kicked her feet-eyes squeezed shut. I paused for a moment, noticing how easily my hands could wrap around her waist.
Focus, Tyler!
I placed her in bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. She was still giggling softly. I looked at her sternly until her giggling stopped. She went back to snoring. I looked down at her sleeping form for the second time. What had happened? I went to scratch the back of neck but knocked something off of her bedside cupboard. I turned swiftly and caught it. It was a small tube. I brought it closer to my eyes but the room was too dark. I walked softly to the bedroom door where light from the hallway was seeping in. It was an orange tube with a white lid to it. The label read sleeping pills.
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