Party In The Graveyard(KevinGhostFanfic)

Chapter 5:Confused

Chapter 5:

Blake's POV:

I woke up next to Kevin. He must've fallen asleep beside me, I thought. I tried to move, but his arm was wrapped tightly around me. I ran a hand through my dark blue hair trying to think of a solution without waking him. I turned a little and tried to slip beneath his arm, but he just tightened his grip on me. I felt his fingers dig into my shoulder.

"Don't leave me.", he whispered. My eyes widened. I wasn't sure if he was awake or in a dream, but I just laid there, not knowing how to react.

"Kevin...are you awake?"

"I'm always awake..."

"You don't sleep at all?", I asked. He stifled a laugh.

"Occasionally, but I don't need it as you can assume."

"...oh..."

"Happy Halloween.", he whispered. My body tensed up and my heart began racing. I bit my lip.

"It's...it's Halloween?"

"Yeah, why? I thought you of all people would keep tabs on Halloween."

"I usually do. But lately I've been...distracted..." He loosened his grip entirely and I sat up.

"You don't seem to excited..."

I sighed.

"It's just...well, it's my birthday today..."

His eyes lit up immediately and he embraced me once more.

"You should be celebrating!"

I sighed, covering my face with my hands.

"What?", he asked, turning my head to face him. I pressed my lips together.

"I forgot my own birthday...HOW DO YOU FORGET YOUR OWN BIRTHDAY! ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S ON HALLOWEEN!"

He started laughing and I broke out a smile.

"Well happy birthday, Blake! Could I cook you something? Pancakes?"

I laughed.

"You really don't have to..."

"I insist."

He got up and walked into the kitchen. I covered my mouth, getting up and following behind him. I sat down at his bar and tapped my fingers.

"So, anything else you want with your pancakes? Eggs? Sausage?"

"I'm vegetarian..."

"Right. But you like syrup?"

I giggled.

"Yes of course. Have you met one person who doesn't?"

He tapped his chin and then shook his head, placing a pan on the oven. He turned up the heat and poured in the batter.

"Well it's a great day to turn....?"

"17!", I shouted.

He laughed.

"No seriously, how old are you?"

"Today...I'm 21.", I smiled. He smirked.

"We're going out to Bryan's Halloween party tonight. It's a shame the guys are missing it. We're gonna have a blast!"

I rolled my eyes jokingly.

"What are you going as?"

"What are YOU going as?", he inquired. I leaned over on the bar.