Summers Passion || r.b.

10. Caught me off guard

"Hannah, Amy, please answer my call." I whisper desperately with the phone in my ear. Beeep, Beeep, sending me back to the mailbox. I look desperately down the hall and wonder where the hell the girls can be. Amy will surely have fallen asleep, but Hannah? She always leaves the phone on with volume. I lean against the door and weigh my possibilities. I could knock on Melissa's door and sleep there, but I don't know her room number and if I call her, maybe she's already sleeping. I walk away from the door of my room and call the only number I can think of.

Three seconds pass until they pick up the call, "Yes? Is something wrong? "His deep voice causes a tickle on my back causing me to forget for a moment why I called him at this time.

"I know it's going to sound weird, but can I go to your room?" I ask with hope and listen as the guys whisper among themselves seeing what to tell me.

"Okay, our door is 324. Be careful, please." I thank him and hang up.

With noiseless steps I climb the stairs to the boys' floor. There, I meet guys in a kind of mini room in the hallway, why don't we have that? I shake my head and pass quickly under the eyes of the boys who speak again once I have left. I'm looking at the doors and back in case there are any of my classmates. I arrive at the door and knock three times. Four seconds pass and the door opens, letting me see Reece with his hair a little disheveled, already dressed in pajamas. He moves aside and I get in quickly. The boys greet me with a hug and I sit on the desk chair.

"What do we owe this visit to at 11 o'clock at night?" Blake asks me confused and I shake my head. George doesn't pay attention to us because he's playing a game he has on his cell phone and Reece sits on his bed, waiting for explanations as well. "Has anyone seen you?"

"Some guys who were in the hall. And I came here because I do not have any keys to my room and none of the girls answered my calls and messages. It's as if they were not there. And I had to go somewhere and I thought of you. "I explain and I can see how Blake bites his lip at how complicated the situation is.

"Then, you have no place to sleep, right?" I nod, "Try calling again and if they don't take it, we'll think about something," George advises, putting the cell phone aside. I do what he says but none of the girls answer it. Amy's phone sends me to the mailbox and Hannah's appears off. "And you don't have any more friends?" I bite my lip and finally shake my head.

"We've always been just Hannah, Amy and me. I'm sorry for bothering you, guys. I'm going to go talk to Miss Parker." I get up in a hurry because I have the feeling that I'm a nuisance and I don't want to bother them.

I was almost opening the door when Reece suggests, "You can spend the night here, if you don't mind." I turn around quickly and I can see how the boys weren't expecting that solution either. Reece looks at them, "We're not going to let her sleep in the hall, right?" And the boys nod at his logic.

"Thank you very much guys, really and I'm sorry." I go up to Reece and hug him with happiness. Blake is already waiting for me with open arms and I throw myself at them. "Well, who do I sleep with?" Their room is like ours, it has two double beds.

"Well, George and me are sharing one bed, so Reece has the other one for himself today, but if you want you can sleep with me. You don't care about that, Reece, do you? "Blake says as he wraps his arms around me and Reece's jaw tightens, not too happy with the idea.

He throws himself in his bed "Do whatever you want." I look at Blake and he shrugs. But what's wrong now? I knew that staying here would be a bad idea. 

Blake gets up and goes to his suitcase. Grabs a pajama sweater and throws it in my face, I take it confused.

"Why are you throwing it at me?" The sweater is made of a soft, navy blue fabric, I could borrow it some day.

"You weren't going to sleep with that wool sweater, right? That way you'll be more comfortable although it will be a bit large for you." I smile at his detail. With so much fuss, I hadn't stopped to think about the clothes. I give him a kiss on the cheek and I go inside in the toilet. Once inside the bathroom, I can hear the voices of the boys as if they were arguing. I try to decipher what they say, but I find it impossible. Defeated, I put on Blake's sweater and yes, it comes over my knees and it's very comfortable.

"How do I look?" I ask leaving the toilet. Blake and George look at me smiling while Reece doesn't look up from his cell phone. A part of me is sad because although I didn't expect him to tell me anything, at least he could look at me but he seems to be angry.

"It looks great on you!" Blake praises me. I sit next to George and talk about his new game which is about battles and monsters, nothing new but it seems to distract him. When it's time to sleep, I'm still unsure of what I have to do and with whom I'm going to sleep. My thoughts seem to fall into place when Blake gets into bed with George. Not knowing if Reece is happy with the idea, taking into account his reaction a while ago, I go to the bathroom where he's washing his face.

"Reece," he looks up at my voice and raise his hand, telling me to wait. Once he dries his face with the towel, turns around. " Could I sleep with you? If not, I can sleep on the floor or I don't know." he looks at me for a few seconds before nodding his head. Not wanting him to change his mind, I just thank him and get into his bed, on the side next to the wall. 

The room darkens when the toilet light goes off. Reece's footsteps stand out in the silence of the room, walking carefully towards the bed. When he finds it guiding himself with his hands, he lies down, covering himself with the blanket, sheltering himself from the cold. I feel like my heart is going to a thousand per hour despite knowing that Reece has his back to me.

Once I'm relaxed after controlling my breathing 10 minutes later, I lie face up looking at the ceiling, the silence would flood the room if it weren't for the slight snoring of one of the boys, I'm not sure who. I decide to imagine that I'm alone in my room and I'm about to find a comfortable position slowly, when Reece turns to his left. I keep still with my eyes wide open knowing that pretending to be asleep doesn't make any sense, instead I ask him what was going through my head minutes ago.

"Reece? are you awake?" I whispers softly to him, putting my hand lightly on his arm.

"Yes, why? Is something wrong?"

"Are you mad at me?" I ask him fearful. Since Blake said that, he hasn't said a thing. He was always on his pone or listening to music, avoiding us. Reece looks at my side and rest his head on one of his hands, sightly confused.

"What? No, why would I be mad?" he whispers.

"I dunno. Maybe I was overthinking. I'm sorry, I'll let you sleep."

"Actually, would you like to talk for a while?" I nod and lie down facing him. Despite the darkness, I can see the features of Reece's face and a small smile appears on my face, I hope he can't see my blushed cheeks. We talk about trivial topics such as family and hobbies. It turns out that he has a little sister named Lexi and loves to play sports and sing although he isn't very good at it.

Suddenly, Reece stops talking and I look at him. He is looking at me as if in doubt, biting his lower lip. As if he was having a mental battle that doesn't allow him to speak. I look into his eyes which are fixed on mine and I feel like a kind of spell that doesn't let me look the other way.

"Can I kiss you?"

His question takes me by surprise and melts my heart. I don't answer and he doesn't wait for me. He leans close, moving slowly, as though I might back off at any moment. I lift my face unconsciously closing my eyes, crushing my lips on his, softly but nervously. Chills run over my skin as his body presses closer to mine, and I wrap my arms around his neck. His lips are warmer and softer than anything I could have imagined. I can feel the rapid beat of his heart and I wonder if he can feel mine, beating like crazy.

"Good move Reece but save that for tomorrow, man." Blakes demands and Reece pulls away, resting his forehead on mine as he laughs softly. I find myself seeking for his kisses.

It's when Blake has spoken, when I've realized what just happened. I kissed Reece, well, he kissed me but it doesn't matter. And the worst of all is that I didn't want it to stop. I open my eyes again and see the face of Reece a centimeter from mine, I look at his lips that form a smile from side to side and I can't help but smile like a fool. 

I kissed Reece and I like it.