Awkward (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 6

It took me a while to roll over without waking up whoever was lying next to me. Why would someone be laying by me anyways? I went to bed alone last night, it should still be that way when I wake up, dammit!

Ok, so maybe I liked the feeling of having someone next to me while I slept, but still. Invasion of my space!! They could have at least asked or something. I don't know.

When I finally rolled over enough to see who had slept with me, it was exactly who I suspected it would be. Damien.

I should have been mad, but right then, I couldn't be. He looked too innocent while he slept. I stayed laying there, looking at his face. His brown hair was tousled looking. It was sticking up every which-way from sleep. It looked really cute. But I shouldn't be thinking that, I'm not supposed to like him!

But oh well. I'll look at him while I have the chance since he's asleep. I looked down at his lips. They were slightly parted and they were very inviting looking. I had to hold back the temptation to gently place my lips against his. They were so plump; they looked like they should belong to a girl. But they worked for him. Very well.

And his eyes. I almost wished they were open so that I could stare into the two emerald orbs. Again, I felt the temptation to touch him, to run my finger down his cheek to feel the softness the skin on his round face.

But all of a sudden I got this weird feeling of being watched. I froze, or tried anyways. It's not that easy to stop your heartbeat, without dying at least. My eyes scanned around the room but no one was there and the door was shut. Finally I just looked back at Damien and that's when he opened his eyes.

When he looked into mine he smiled up at me and said, "Good morning."

I just stared at him. Now he was awake and back to his old self. Now, I was mad. I forgot about every thought I'd just had about him and how beautiful he looked while sleeping, because he wasn't sleeping now.

He still had an arm around me and when he realized that he started to pull me closer to him. I frowned at him and pushed away.

"What's wrong?" he asked in the most innocent voice I think I'd ever heard. He was not going to play stupid with me.

I growled and shoved him away from me. In fact, I pushed him clear off of my bed. "Hey!" he said when he hit the floor. When he fell, he dragged my big comfy, warm comforter with him. As soon as it fell off of me the cold air in my room hit me and I leaned over the bed to grab it off of him. I grabbed the edge of it and began to pull, but when Damien realized what I was doing he grinned and pulled back.

"Give me my blanket!" I said, grunting and trying to pull it back from him. He was strong.

"Only if I can come with it," he said, grinning again. He had ahold of it with one hand as if I wasn't putting up a fight at all. I frowned at how weak I was compared to him.

I realized that my body had adjusted to the room temperature and I didn’t really need the blanket. So I let it go. Damien frowned now that his little game was over. I sat back on my bed with my back against the headboard. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I felt the weight of Damien sitting at the opposite end of my bed.

“Ember?”

“What.”

“Nothing.”

I opened my eyes and looked at Damien. He looked a little bit sad.

“I think I’m going to go downstairs,” he finally said, standing up off my bed.

“Damien,” I said, stopping him before he reached the door. He turned his head around and looked at me, waiting for me to continue.