What Can I Say

I woke up with a slight headache, it was nothing unusual due to the air pressure in the fall. I sighed and looked at my alarm, it was one minute from going off. I groaned and turned it off, deciding it wasn't worth it to sleep for sixty more seconds. I threw my blankets off, kicking my feet towards the ground. My bare feet softly touched the ground and I immediately regretted leaving my bed. I stood up, the shirt barely long enough to cover my mostly naked body. I didn't really care, who was going to see me right now?

I walked into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. I really needed to re-dye my hair soon, my real color was starting to come in at the roots. I sighed and brushed my teeth, not daring my eyes to reach the mirror once again. I heard my phone ring from inside my bedroom but I rolled my eyes, if it was important they would leave a message or something.

I walked back into my room and looked around, seeing my phone on my pillow with the light blinking, letting me know I had a message. I sighed, listening to it. It was just Alex again, telling me he would pick me up in half and hour. I put the phone back in it's spot and walked to my drawer. I pulled out what I would wear and quickly changed. I looked at myself before once again pulling a brush through my bleached waterfall of hair.

I sighed, looking into my mirror, knowing I needed to put on makeup. I thought back to what Jack had said. Why me? Why would Alex even want me, I was nothing special, hell I was far from special. I started putting on makeup, which I desperately needed. There had to be something about me that made him want me. Whatever it was I couldn't see it. One question still circulated my mind, would I risk hurting my best friend? I knew that I would never be able to fall in love with him but would I be willing to try things with him?

"Why," I muttered, quiet enough so it was no more than a whisper.

I fixed how my hair fell once again and pulled my sunglasses off of my dresser before collecting my things and running down the stairs. I pulled my boots onto my feet before I walked into the kitchen. While there I grabbed a can of Rockstar from the fridge and drank it carefully, noting that Alex would be here within a few minutes. As if on cue with my thought the horn honked outside. I rolled my eyes, he knew how much my mother hated it when he did that.

I slung my bag onto my arm and walked out of the door, my body stiffening against the cold fall air. I quickly got into his vehicle where the heat was on but not blasting. I melted into the warmth of the vehicle, the seat encasing me in a new blanket of warmth. I smiled subconsciously when I looked at Alex's stupid grin.

"Did you not bring a fucking jacket," he laughed.

"You have an extra, why would I," I laughed in response.

"If you keep wearing my jackets people are going to think we're dating."

There was an awkward silence that filled the air. That was the one thing I didn't want to think about. It wasn't because I hadn't considered dating Alex before, it was because I was afraid. I was afraid of the emotions I was feeling that I had never felt before. I didn't understand how to comprehend it at all.

"I'm sorry I hit a nerve," he said as he pulled into the parking space.

I looked around, we were one of the first cars there. I had one chance, I could act and regret doing it or stay still and let him walk away, leaving me the only option to regret not doing it. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I heard him sigh and go to get out of the vehicle.

I quickly grabbed his shoulder, telling him to stay. He turned to face me, my hand quickly snaking behind his neck. I pulled him towards me, his lips ghosting over mine. I couldn't back out now, I had to go through with it at this point. I pressed my lips to his, him immediately reacting. I could practically feel the hesitation behind him. I enjoyed it, I felt so free, so comfortable. He pulled away from me, his face silently asking a question.

"Do you want to give us a chance? I know you like me still," I said quietly.

"Did Jack tell you, fucking Jack," he laughed.

"Is that yes or no dork?"

"What do you think that is," he asked, pressing another kiss to my lips

Notes

I hope y'all like this update, I've had some personal crap going on. I'm going to pride on Saturday and I'm fucking pumped, it's gonna be great. Also, if you're going to see ATL on the 11th let me know, I'd love to meet you.

Leave a comment and rate if you enjoy :)

Title Credit: I Miss You by Blink 182