Deadly tendencies (fuenciado)

Day 3

We had band practice today. Tony kept sitting on mikes lap because mike wouldn't play FIFA with him. You kept looking at me while we practiced kissing in cars.

I couldn't help but look up to see if you were looking at me.

You were every time.

I tried not to focus on you and just try to remember the fucking song. When I started playing the second verse you stopped singing.

I looked up but just in time to see the practice room door slam.

Mike was too busy braiding Tonys strands of hair and listening to tony babble on about his next turtle tattoo. So I thought I should go see if you were ok.

I walked into your bedroom and you were sitting on your bed facing the opposite direction of the door.

You turned around when you heard me knock on your wall. Your eyes were glassy and red.

You got off the bed and walked up to me. Then you did something I wasn't ready for, you hugged me. But this wasn't your normal 'bro' hug. This was you clinging to me like I was your air and your lungs were empty.

I embraced you back because god dammit you make me weak. You sobbed into my shoulder and then I pulled back from the hug to look at your red puffy face.

You told you were tired, god I knew what you meant. So I told you to lay down and then I took off your vans for you so you could get comfortable. I started to walk out of the door but you stopped me.

Now at 11 at night I wish you hadn't stopped me. But god I let you 5 hours ago and I'll probably regret it forever.

You told me to play you a song. I didn't want to give into you so quickly but I did. I used your old guitar that your father gave you.

I'm the only one you let use it for some reason. You don't even let her touch it. And you never play it for anyone but me, and that's only when you have a good song idea.

You didn't seem to mind me picking it up so I didn't ask. I sat on the edge of the bed that was farthest from you but you patted the edge next to you.

You made it so hard for me not to love you.

I sat in the edge closest to you and began strumming random chords until a song popped into my head.

I started strumming the first chords to the song and I was thankful the guitar was already in the songs tune.

' I don't care if your beautiful lips exist out there '

I began the song. But I never got to finish it because you took the guitar from my grasp.

I was confused and then you grabbed my hand and I felt my life fall apart In the most beautiful way in that moment.

This is the day you held my hand until you fell asleep.

And this is also the day I become a slave to my feelings for you.