detention

twenty nine - elliot

i wake up to kai nudging me, and i blink my eyes slowly. sitting up, i frown at the boy who's sitting at the end of my bed and i wonder if he got any sleep.

without thinking, i crawl over to kai and make myself comfy beside him. i notice how worried he looks, and my mind begins to overthink. his hair is messy and his eyes are red and puffy.

"kai? what's wrong?" i cringe at the strain in my voice from having just woken up.

he sighs loudly, "i think you should read my letter."

my frown deepens, and i hesitantly walk over to my bedstand where his letter lies. picking it up, i tear it open, watching kai from the corner of my eye.

with shaky hands, i unfold the letter and begin reading the contents which seem to make my heart race and my mouth dry.

'elliot, i like you.

a lot.

and i don't want to ruin our friendship but i had to tell you.

(allthough i'm sure you already know- i'm not very good at hiding things from you.)

uh, thank you for being you'

i giggle looking up at him, as to which he only frowns. i notice how red his cheeks have gotten and it makes me stare in awe. this is the reason he got no sleep?

"kai?"

"yeah?" he replies, almost too quickly.

i look down at the letter, and back up to him. "you spelt although wrong."

he doesn't respond to this, instead he starts laughing like a maniac. i watch as the corner of his eyes crinkle and small dimples form on either side of his mouth.

my heart picks up its pace as i stand up and move to sit back next to the boy.

i swallow the lump in my throat, and try to talk. i want to tell him that i feel the same, and maybe we can laugh at ourselves later for being so oblivious and silly.

but my lips form a straight line and i can't seem to find the words to say.

his laughter dies down, and i suddenly feel guilty.

i need to tell him something! i need to stop staring.

his brows crease slightly, and he mutters something under his breath- i assume it's some type of curse word.

i'm sure he's beginning to think i don't feel the same- this process would be much easier if my mouth would co-operate with my brain. but it won't.

say something!

i fiddle with the strings of my sweater, before making a rash decision in my head. one i hope i won't regret.

i take a breath, close my eyes and lean in.

it only takes a moment for kai's lips to find my own, and i can feel him smiling into it. admittedly, it's very sloppy and strange because we're not very good at this.

but it doesn't take long for our lips to match to a rhythm.

i feel his hand cling onto the material hanging loosely on my waist, his other already tangled in my hair. my own hands make their way up to his face, pulling him impossibly closer.

and even though i didn't tell him i like him back; i'm pretty sure he knows now.

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