"Are you crazy!?" Misha yells at Shawn and I. I faceplam myself. Of course. I should've known she wouldn't want to do it.
"Please Misha! Cmon we can actually help people out there!" Shawn pleads.
Misha slumps on her bed and crosses her arms. "No! You two are absolutely crazy!"
"How the hell is this crazy?!" I snap at her.
She turns red in anger, she grabs my head and pushes it back.
"It's the goddamn zombie apocalypse, we could die out there!"
"It's worth it though!" Shawn calmly says. Misha shakes her head over and over again. Shawn's hand creeps by the side of my hip. I feel his hand on my hip now. Is this like a guy stage? I move left farther away from Shawn.
"Please Misha. We need a strong women like you. You can make the decisions." I ask nervously. Misha lightens up.
"Here's a decision : NO. I'm not going nor you two."
Shawn sighs. He places his face in his hands and stays that way.
"Please Misha! I'll do you a favor."
Misha opens her mouth but Shawn cuts her off.
"Don't you even dare say 'here's a favor, don't do it' because that's going to get annoying"
Misha tucks her blonde wavy hair behind her ear. Her crystal blue eyes dart from the door to us.
I was always jealous of her. I had of course the dark Browne hair with the chocolate colored eyes.
"Fine! But if any of us die, talking about me specifically, I will bite you when I die."
Shawn smiles. "I thought this was going to take longer."
"Thank you Misha!" I hug her.
"When are we leaving then?" She asks.
Shawn and Misha look at me. I open my mouth but then shut it again.
"We should wait for a bit. Like about a month or two"
Misha sighs in relief. "I thought it was tonight"
***
It was the day that everyone loves. Friday. On Friday we didn't do shit. We could actually go around talking at night hours and actually hug people. It was early morning when I fell out of bed. Head first. I grunt. I crawl back into my bed and don't even cover myself. I feel hot breath on my neck and a leg touching mine. Was this really my bed?
I try to move slowly. A hand wraps around my waist and pulls me close. Shit this isn't my bed. I hear a muffled voice in my ear.
"You're in my bed"
Can you guess? I think you can. It was Sｈａｗｎ.
"I'm sorry I-I'll get out"
Shawn pulls me closer though. "Mm. What if I want you here?"
Oh fuck. Shit. Shit. No no no no. I shut my eyes and breathe. Shawn starts to breathe heavily.
"Your hair is in my nose." He says. He moves my hairs an now I can really feel his breath.... And his lips.
"Um Shawn...?"
"Mhm?"
My heart starts to race.
"I don't want to kill the vibe or anything but-"
"You don't want to stay here. Yeah I get it. You can go." His hands leave my waist. Oh shit. I made him sad. Ha. Making him sound like a little kid.
"No I want to stay"
Silence.
"You sure?"
"I'm sure"
"Would you let me..."
"Sure..."
He turns me around and puts his arm around me. I peek my eyes open and see Shawn smile a bit. The smooth white room silent... Except for some snores.
