waylon x Cheyanne
just a note before I start, this kind of story normally takes around a week or two for a decent chapter, but this is being done in one day if all goes right, so sit down, buckle up, and enjoy the result of an all-nighter-mountain dew-filled writing extravaganza!
*click* I hear the sound, even in my dreams and it wakes me up before the light even turns on.
"goooooooooooood morning" I hear mom call out from the other side of the room. I look over at the clock, it reads 6 o'clock exactly, hah, that's mom. Never letting me sleep in on school days.
"morning mom, im up." I tell her as I get out of bed. She leaves the room and before I do too I quickly walk over to the light and click it back off. I quickly walk out to the kitchen and grab some breakfast and a can of pop before going into my gaming room. I put down my stuff and grab my brush/mirror to make sure my hair didn't somehow completely mess itself up during the night, and to my surprise, it's perfectly fine. 'yaaaay' I think to myself as I put that down and pick up my phone and turn it on, as its turning on I eat my breakfast and sip some of my drink. Once it turns on im met instantly with silence. "oh yeah, shes back here now" I mumble to nobody in particular. I then proceed to do nothing for about an hour.
"7:05, time to go." I once again say to nobody in particular. I quickly shut off my stuff and get my backpack and coat and shoes and head outside, while im walking I pull out my phone and my earbuds and start listening to some panic! At the disco. Once I get close enough to your bus stop (changed my mind on the whole name/you thing I said on Instagram.) I quickly pause the song I was listening to and take out my earbuds. You, of course, didn't see me because you were too busy trying to get Nicholas to drop a stick that he had just picked up.
"Nicholas, drop the stick now or i'm telling mom." you tell him, but he still refuses to drop it. "I'm going in 1..." while your saying this last bit I walk up behind you, and surprise you both.
"I'd drop that stick if I were you, Nicholas. Who knows what kind of trouble you could get in if she told you" you were facing away from me, so you were surprised the most, jumping a couple of inches. Once you realize it's me that seemingly appeared from nowhere behind you I whisper in your ear "morning beautiful" you blush and make sure Nicholas is back a ways... and had dropped the stick before turning and replying in my ear
"hey babe, you showed up a little earlier than normal. Was not expecting you here so soon, you spooked me" I smiled at this and replied
"well of course I showed up early, I missed you. Have been missing you since that super weekend started. Man, I cannot wait to be on the bus and away from Nicholas. I wanna hold your hand." as if on cue, the bus turns the corner and starts coming this way. "well look at that perfect timing. Here it comes now." we then walk over to the rest of the people waiting for the bus to get to the stop and open its doors.
When we get on the bus we immediately head for our seat. Back row, left side. I quickly sit down and wait for you to sit down. Once you do I quickly pull my phone back out and type panic! At the disco into the search bar of the YouTube app on my phone before getting the earphone plug and the right earbud from you. After plugging the earbuds in and putting mine in I hand the phone to you. You quickly look through the results before pulling up baled of Mona Lisa up. I smile at the choice and the hand your not using to hold the phone up and link my fingers between yours. After a minute I pull my hand away and move it behind your head, hovering it around your shoulder before quickly asking "may I..?" you were quick to respond with a "yes please" with your approval I pull you closer to me, I also lay my head down on your other shoulder. Making sure to ask for permission for that too, don't want to do anything you wouldn't want after all. A quick look around before I do that however, shows that the seat next to us is empty and nobody seems to be looking in our general direction. Lovely. I look up at you and look into your eyes. The song ends but we don't notice, as we're too caught up in each others eyes. I nod towards your lips, signaling my request to you. You just close your eyes and pucker your lips in response. I slowly do the same, lean in, tilt my head a little bit and...
