Seven

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'Put your lips close to mine, as long as they don't touch

Out of focus eye to eye, till the gravity's too much

And I'll do anything you say, if ....

And I'd be smart to walk away, but you're quicksand

This slope is treacherous, this path is reckless

This slope is treacherous, and I-I-I like it

I can't decide if it's a choice, getting swept away

I hear the sound of my own voice, asking you to stay

And all we are is skin and bone, trained to get along

Forever going with the flow, but you're friction'


I sit awake in bed, my headphones plugged in, thinking about the current events.

I thought that Taylor Swift could help me. She always does. But this time, Noah's cheeky grin is just stuck in my mind like a tattoo you regret getting.


After Noah kissed me, I freaked out. What did that mean?

Did that mean what I thought it meant? Does Noah like me?

I haven't actually thought about that before. If I liked him, I mean. All I could think about was our feud, and Travis.


Travis has been on my mind a lot since the picnic. Do I like him, too?

I sincerely hope not, for Travis' sake. Not now.


Currently, the time is something insane like half past midnight. I wonder if Noah is as freaked out as me.


But then again, I can imagine that this happens all the time for him.


Stolen kisses, petty crushes people have on him. It probably means nada to Noah.


I think I just need to move on, forget about what happened. I wish I could forget about Noah Dillon altogether.


***

I wake up with a start, lyrics singing in my ears.


'Your name has echoed through my mind

And I just think you should, think you should know

That nothing safe is worth the drive and I will

Follow you, follow you home

I'll follow you, follow you home

This slope is treacherous, and I-I-I like it.'


And then, the song is over. Just like that.

I had no college classes today. Every second day I have classes.


Do I have to get up? If I stay in my bed for long enough, the mattress may swallow me. I don't think I'd mind.

People may say I'm being over dramatic, but we were practically enemies. What does that say?


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