Save Me From Myself
Caught In The Moment?
I forced open my eyelids as I drifted into consiousness. Even though the curtains were pulled shut, light still shined through the cracks, making it even harder to focus. Blinking off my last few
moments of sleep, I sighed and lay unmoving, contemplating wether I should just go back to sleep or not.
Finally, bored from being bored, I decided to check my phone to see what time it was. I started to sit up while my hands sifted around the covers, searching for my phone. But, just as my waist started to pick up off the bed, a force pushed me back. I couldn't sit up any further. I started to freak out.
It wasn't until I looked to my side that my fear diminished, and I felt the corners of my lips curve
up. Andy.
His arms were still wrapped around me. They had been all night; He had stayed just like he promised. I laid my head back down, facing him. Then, lightly, I lifted my hand and poked his nose with my finger.
Moments later, his piercing blue eyes fluttered open, and he almost immediately grinned.
"Good morning!" I said in a sing-song voice. I smiled at his reaction.
Still half asleep, he threw a pillow over his head and groaned. "I don't wanna get up," he said like a child. Even though I couldn't see his face, I could tell he was pouting.
"Aw come on " I giggled as I tried to coax him out. "Don't you wanna get up and do stuff?" I got another supressed groan. I half smiled as I picked up my now found phone, and checked the time. 10:44 am.
"Andy!" I said a little louder. "It's almost 11! Are you sure?"
"Uh huh..." was his only responce.
I sighed as I drew back the curtains, causing him, yet again, to groan.
"Oh calm down," I said. "Ok. I'm gonna go get dressed. You sleep. M'kay?"
"Ok..." he murmerd. I supressed another giggle and jumped off the side of the bunk.
Almost instantly, a large gust of air kicked around my legs, sending chills up my spine and goosebumps from head to toe. I rubbed my arms as I dragged my suitcase into the bathroom behind me
Then, I started to get ready.
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I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair brush in one hand, and hairspray in the other. Andy's words from last
night came back to me.
"I like it out of your face...I like looking at your eyes."
But there was nothing pretty about them. Or any of me. He was being nice. I was a little sad, so he tried to comfort me. Just like any good friend would. And the kiss? Just a silly dare. No meaning behind it. Just a dare.
It was silly to think that me, an outcasted, broken girl, could ever be with a rockstar. Could ever be with someone as amazing as him. It would be awkward between us. I wouldn't let that happen. I'd hold back my feelings. I wouldn't fall for him.
Pulling myself out of thought, I shook my head, flipped my bangs, and styled them the way I liked it. Covering at least one of my eyes. Today though, I didn't spike up my hair like I usually did. I still fluffed it and teased it, but left it alone after that. It looked... nice. Finished with my hair, I focused on the outfit I had picked out for the day.
I was wearing my black, Sleeping With Sirens T-shirt, -the letters were white and looked painted on- my black ripped skinny jeans, and my combat boots.
Satisfied with my appearance, I packed up my stuff, pushed my suitcase back next to my bed, and made my way into the living area. Surprisingly, as I walked in, I saw Andy sitting there. He was dressed, his hair was done, and he was quietly watching -you guessed it- Batman.
I scoffed when I saw him. "I thought you wanted to sleep the day away? What made you decide to get up?"
He chuckled softly. "I wanted to get up and do stuff," he mocked my tone. I walked up to him, and smacked the back of his head.
"Ow!" He yelled. "What the hell was that for?!"
"That wasn't very nice, Andrew." I crossed my arms.
He rubbed the back of his head and shot me an amused, yet slightly irritated look. "Well neither was hitting me... and don't call me Andrew!"
"Alright," I paused, and smirked. "Andrew." Before I knew what was happening, I was in the air, and found myself flailing as I felt myself being spun around and around.
I was in Andy's arms. He laughed as I felt my world grow hazier and dizzier every second.
"Are you gonna call me Andrew anymore?!" He bellowed.
"No!" I weakly gasped. "Never again!" I heard him laugh again as we fell back against the couch again. He still held me bridal style.
"Oh god..." I slurred, the room spinning around me. When I tried to look up at Andy, I saw 3 of him. I kept looking at things, trying to get my vision back.
After a minute, I started to regain proper vision. I looked back at now only 1 Andy, and I could tell he was holding in laughter. His amused face said it all.
I sighed. "Ok..." I said, "it's all good." I giggled, and gave him a soft, sweet smile.
All of a sudden, something changed in his eyes. I couldn't tell what it was. He just stared at me. Was it lust? Worry? I couldn't tell. But after a moment, his hand rested on my cheek, and he slowly started to lean in.
None of my thoughts ran clear. All I could think about was how good his hand felt on my cheek. How warm it was. And before I could catch up with myself, I found myself leaning in to meet him halfway. Our lips were only inches apart now. I could feel his warmth. He moved in, closing the space between us.
Our lips just barely touched... When Ashley and Paige burst through the door.
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Andy's POV
I held back a laugh as I watched her confused face look around the room. She looked so cute. I...I wanted to kiss her.
No! I thought. You can't think like that. You can't fall for this girl. It'll only end badly. You can't have those thoughts about her.
I shook my head clear, and looked back at the now refocused Emily. It took all of my strength to not burst out laughing. I felt her sigh.
"Ok," she said, her breath now slow and even, "it's all good." I was about to retort something to make her laugh, when she gave me a soft smile. My god. It was beautiful. Her smile was so beautiful.
I couldn't take it anymore. Something stirred inside of me. I wanted her. I wanted to feel her lips crushed against mine. I wanted to taste what her kisses were like. -Not half-drunk while doing it...kinda ruins it all- I wanted to kiss her so bad. I stared into her big brown eyes, and lightly placed my hand on her cheek. Her cheek felt warm, and my hand held her face perfectly, like I was meant to do this. I started to lean in. I was going to kiss her. I had to...
My heart soared when she too started to lean in. She was so close. Her lips, they were so close to mine. I felt my heart continue to pound out of my chest as I slowly started to meet her lips.
Our lips just started to touch, when I heard a door slam open, and I quickly pushed myself
away from her.
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Emily's POV
I scooted away from Andy as I heard Paige and Ashley step into the room.
God! I scolded myself. You almost kissed him! Come on. You can't give in like that anymore...
I awkwardly stared at Paige. Her clothes were pulled down, and twisted weirdly. And her hair was frizzy and messy. [Oh goodness Paige...you really "did it" xD heheh, ok sorry cx]
She must have noticed the awkward atmosphere, because she tugged on Ashley's tanktop, and shot him the "we should probably go" look.
Ashley scratched the back of his head.
"Um..." He trailed off, "We're just gonna... gonna go into the other room for a bit...." With that, they turned back, and quickly closed the door behind them.
I stared down at the ground, biting my nails. I didn't bite them really, but right now it was the only thing keeping me from freaking out.
"Uh... Emily?" I heard Andy start.
I steadily raised my head, and locked gazes with him. His face showed regret.
"I-I'm so sorry for..."
"No," I cut him off. I took his hand. "You didn't do anything wrong. It was just in the moment, right?"
He looked at me for a moment, then nodded. "Ya...ya just in...the moment."
"Let's just... start over?" I asked, cautiously.
He half smiled. "Sure."
I sighed, and returned the smile.
"So," I started, "I thought you were gonna sleep the day away. What made you decide to get up?"
He laughed, and crossed his arms. "I wanted to get up and do stuff." He mocked.
I shook my head, and went off into the kitchen to eat.
you should totally continue, this story is amazing! its one of my favorites!
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