“Your solution is completely wrong, you had to be out of your mind to think of something like that. God Ash!” He kept murmuring and complaining as he tossed the pillow right on my face. I sighed sadly and combed my hair using my fingers, I have to cross out ‘intelligence’ as a way to impress Luke, I’m anything but a algebra genius.
I rolled lying down on my back, Luke was still scribbling something on my notebook. I tilted my head back trying to get a better view of his face, too focused on my false solutions to even look away from that piece of paper.
I sighed in content as I looked up his face features, it wasn’t the first time, neither the last. I don’t like talking a lot neither being an extrovert, I never did and never thought in that way but when it happens to walk back from school with him, even if he is walking down the other side of the road, and he flashes me a smile-I can’t help wanting to talk to him about my hatred on orange juice and the occasional Netflix crashes-. Now I see him shaking from the cold air, I know he is too shy to ask me to close the window or pass him a bed sheet to cover himself, I’m fighting the need to pull off all my supply in blankets and wrap him around, then secretly peck his nose.
"Ash." He looked down at me as he sat shaking at the corner of the bed, the way he pushed his hair out of his face is more beautiful than a blossoming rose. His eyes like reflections of glossy water surface.
"I really am not like that." He sighed running a hand down his thigh, probably in a search of warmth.
"Like…what?" I asked tilting my head back more to catch a better profile of him, who am I kidding? This boy, even upside down would look flawlessly.
"I don’t like yelling at you. I’m usually trying to be strict with all the douchepants I’m tutoring for extra credits but, honestly, with you it feels like yelling to your favorite teddy bear" he said as he pressed his palms firmly on the mattress bringing himself closer. A little laugh escaped from both of us as I placed a hand over my ribcage, checking if my feelings had broke anything.
"Thank you?" I laughed and he smiled in return.
It was silent afterwards until he stretched his legs out of that awkward crossed legs position. He layed on his stomach. Elbows dipping in the mattress. I smiled awkwardly as now his face was behind mine, all I would be doing if I had imagined that I would be through this torture is to jump out of the window before Luke came over to tutor me.
"I really like your eyes, what color is it?" He asked with a small smile and I swear I heard my ribs and knees breaking as his voice rang through me.
" its not that simple, if you notice it is this dark poop green color but if you look closer you can see that it’s really complicated, there are brown lines but light brown ones too and-" he rested above my head and I would had been able to finish if he didn’t rush to kiss me.
I felt as if a bunch of rock were threw down my stomach as I watched felt his lips gently brushing mine. I wasn’t moving and I think I looked really creepy, eyes open wide, I was ruining completely everything and I realized it when he pulled away looking down to my lips.
"Oh god I blew it up" he mumbled dangerously close to my lips but I quickly felt like kicking my brain cells
I caressed his cheeks and pulled him down as gently as I could. I let him kiss me first as I was completely inexperienced . he me a light peck, our lips only caressing each other’s. I opened mine slightly for his bottom lip. It felt like my heart skipped a beat every time he kissed me, my skin in flames as I could feel the plump spot in the middle of his bottom lip in between my chapped ones. I could feel the damp softness as he ran his lips over mine gently.
He then pulled away just sightly, he gave me the sweetest smile, his eyes shinning with joy and I sighed dreamily, almost like a school girl, almost
