Song About A Guy

Chapter 8

I woke up in Luke's room judging by the big plastic penguin sitting next to the bed. I looked over to see Luke's head pressed against my chest. I love him so much. My heart began to beat faster as he moved around getting comfortable. He brought me so much joy and happiness into my life.

His eyes fluttered open and he pulled him self up.

"Hello." he said then pulled me up over him using me as a blanket. I was still in the same clothes I wore yesterday.

"Morning." I said sleepily and snuggled into his chest. His big flannel was covering my face. He pulled me up to where I was inches away from his lips.

"You do realize it's like eleven at night." he said in his morning voice that was deep and husky.

I looked over at his clock that said 11:00 and smiled back at him.

"It's too late to to anything." I mumbled then rested my head on his shoulder and drifting off to sleep.

"You should get ready for bed." he said lifting me. Up to where I was sitting on his lap.

"I don't have anything to wear." I said as I pushed of him to where I was standing at the edge of his bed.

"Here," he said as he got up and pulled out a big flannel shirt from his dresser, "wear this."

I walked into his bathroom and changed. When I walked out he was leaning on his dresser looking at me.

"Wow." he said, then pulled me back onto the bed. I looked down at my self. The shirt went down to about mid-thigh. Of course I was still wearing my underwear and bra but I still felt completely vulnerable.

"What's wrong?" se said sensing the hesitation between us.

"I'm in love with you." I said just barely over a whisper.

"And is that bad?" he whispered back fighting back a grin.

"No," I said leaning into him. I started tracing his lips, "it's wonderful."

I leaned into him even more till we were inches apart and hovered there. Thus causing him to collide our lips again. My hands were loose around his neck grabbing desperately at his hair to keep him close to me. His arms were wrapped around my waist as he pressed further into the kiss. I pulled away and curled up on his chest. He looked down at me confused then kissed the top of my head and fell asleep.

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The next day I went back to my house still wearing his big flannel. School started in thirty minutes and I wasn't even half ready. I hastily threw on an outfit and got ready.

When I pulled into school I saw Michael waiting for me.

"Hey. What's up?" I said as I walked over to him.

"Oh just wanted to say you were pretty good last night at band practice." He said smiling back at me.

We both sat down on the side walk waiting for the bell to ring.

"So I know this is gona sound weird but I kinda have a crush on your friend Lilly." he said looking up at me.

"Brilliant." I said with excitement then quickly covered my mouth.

"Why?" he asked some what annoyed with my comment.

"Well, she might possibly have a tinny crush on you." I said slowly glancing over at him. His eyes widened but quickly narrowed.

"Wait no she doesn't, no one ever likes me. I mean who would ever want to have sex with Michael Clifford." He said sadly and pulled his knees to his chest.