The Neighbor (boyxboy) [On Hold indefinitely]

Chapter Eighteen

I woke up out of a deep sleep. I looked out the window and smiled. The sun was still rising, painting the sky a red, orange, yellow, and blue/green with the clouds. It was beautiful. I loved watching sunrises even though I'm not a morning person.

I wasn't in my room.

I looked at my surroundings and realized I was in someone else's room.

Then I remembered last night. Everything hit me.

My smile only widened and I realized I was in Joey's bed. I tried to move out of the bed, but something was holding me back. I looked down and realized his arms were wrapped around me. I sighed and slowly turned around to where I could face him.

He was still asleep.

He looked beautiful. I smiled and slowly lifted my hand to caress his face. As soon as the palm of my hand touched his cheek, his eyes flew wide open. I let out a startled sound and fell on my ass on the soft carpeted floor.

Joey was laughing loudly. He leaned over the bed and saw me on the floor and laughed only louder. "Good morning, Isaiah." he beamed smiling, trying to hold back more laughter.

I gave him a hard look but couldn't help but smile. "You ass." I mumbled loud enough to hear.

He patted the side of the bed I was sleeping on. "Come back and join me. I wasn't done holding you."

I couldn't help but smile. I rolled my eyes and got back into the bed. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him.

He kissed the back of my head. "You know you're beautiful when you're asleep?" he inquired.

"Oh? I was thinking just the same thing about you." I replied.

"Technically I wasn't sleeping, I was pretending. I've been told I'm an ugly sleeper." he remarked.

"I doubt that." I said.

"But honestly, you were beautiful. You looked so calm. You looked so content and peaceful. It was like looking at a beautiful photograph or painting you can't take your eyes off of." He paused. He put his head on my shoulder to where he could look at me. "You are beautiful, Isaiah."

I felt my face grow warm and my face went red.  I hid my face in my arm. "Shut up." I said.

Joey took his hand and turned my head to face him. He leaned down and kissed me sweetly on the lips. "But it's true."

I blushed even more.

"You know, when you were asleep, I thought about what you said to me. How you said you've never really felt loved before." Joey remarked.

"What about it?" I asked him.

"You've never felt loved before?"

I pondered on his question for a moment. "I mean, I've felt love from family and Jasmine, but that's love that you expect automatically you know? But this love...Joey, it's something that you have to start on your own. Something that grows day by day, not automatically. I know you love me, and I feel it more and more each time I'm with you. And last night, I felt it more than ever." 

Joey looked at me for a long time. Then he smiled. "Did you really?"

"Yes."

He leaned down and kissed me. "You know I really do love you, right?"

I smiled. "I do now."  I kissed him back. 

He laid fully back down on the bed and held me closer to him. We laid there for at least five minutes, just enjoying each other in silence. But there was one question that wouldn't leave my mind.