myself with him in my bed.
I didn’t change. Just in case Declan, Scarlett or my mom walk in here , they won’t get the wrong idea. I left my bedroom light on and the door open. That should convince them. “You should get some sleep. Friday is always a busy day at school.” I said facing him.
He looks good under my black comforter. Yum.
“Are you going tomorrow?” He asked. I thought about it. I don’t think I’m ready to see anyone or tell anyone yet.
“I doubt it. I’ll put the alarm on for you.” I said.
“No, it’s fine. I’m a morning person without anything to wake me up. You sleep in late.” Alex said. I smiled.
“You’ re too nice. And by the way, you never told me where you were hiding him?” I said pointing outside to the car. “I would remember if you drove me home in that.”
“I was getting it t ouched up. I used the Audi. I promise that when I see you again, I’ll bring Bumble Bee.” He said. We laughed.
He wants to see me again. Yes! But then I thought about Bryan. Maybe to some people I’m a slut. I almost had sex with him and now I have Alex lying in my bed. Nothing will happen though. I’ll try to keep that promise.
“Don’t try anything.” I said.
“Like what?” His eyes bore into mine. I almost lost myself and leaned in to kiss him. Almost. I looked away and hid under my blankets. Guys are guys. The only thing on their mind is sex. And right about now, so am I. I have to control myself.
“ You know what.” I swiped a stray hair off my face. “You call him bumble bee.” I said with a smile. “That’s exactly what I wanted to call mine.” Transformers really hooked me in.
My eyelids became to o heavy for me to keep open. They eventually closed and the only thing I remembered was the smile on Alex’s face.
***
The n ext day I woke up around 3:00 pm and Alex wasn’t on my bed. Right…school. I changed the bandage and I have to say, I’m proud. It looks good. I’m not a doctor but the cut looks like its healing.
I heard the front door close so I looked out of the window and saw Mom and Scarlett leaving. Before I went downstairs, I changed my shirt and jeans but kept on the sweater from yesterday.
“Declan , where is Mom and–oh…hi.” I said confused. Alex was talking to him. “I thought you left.” I said.
“I did. I came back.” Alex said.
D eclan looked at both of us with raised eyebrows.
“Well , I guess I’ll leave you two alone. By the way Alex, sweet ride.” Alex glanced my way and smiled. Declan went upstairs. I don’t know what is going on but my family is purposely leaving me alone with a guy. Do they think I’m lonely and need a man? But Alex isn’t a bad choice. I don’t mind one bit.
“What did you do today?” I asked.
“Nothing really, skipped school, woke up late.” He said that like he did it all the time. Oh, we’ve got a bad boy in the house.
“I knew I should have put the alarm on.” I said walking into the kitchen to grab a water bottle. “Do you want one?”
“No, th anks. I’m fine. I should go. Your brother asked if I could check out your mom’s car. I did, it was fine.” I don’t know what he’s in a rush for but I guess I can’t keep him waiting any longer. He does have a life.
“Al l right, see you soon?” I asked. Alex nodded. I walked him outside and saw him drive away in the Camaro.
***
I don’t know how I can still be sleepy but I went to my room, crawled into bed and fell asleep again. Declan came into my room some time later. “Em, wake up. It’s five o’clock. You slept all through Friday and Saturday. What’s up with you?” He’s lying. “Come downstairs. Mom wants to talk to you.” That’s all he said. Shit, he’s not lying.
I pulled the “Life of the Party” sweater over my head. I think I pulled something because it felt like something tore on my skin. I went downstairs and walked into the kitchen where my family was sitting at the table.
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