Chapter seven-- Talking May Not Be The Best Choice
Natalie was the only one who didn't drink so she drove us home.
She dropped Alex off at my house knowing her parents would murder her (then bring her back to life, to murder her again) if she came home after drinking.
I smoke a weed. Alex eyeballs it. I hand her one.
She just looks at it.
"Do you want one or not?" I ask.
She hands it back, "I don't want it." I hear a knock on the door.
"Good God you wuss..." I mumble.
I walk over to the door.
I open it to see Brianna standing there holding song lyrics.
She hands me another paper that says,
'You sing I play got it'
"You finally got the balls to tell me to do something?" I ask.
She runs over to her piano.
"Wait this is a different-" Alex covers my mouth.
"We know." She says.
I let out a sigh.
"Okay..." I mumble.
I hear the notes buzz from the keys into my ears and bang against my eardrums.
I take a deep breath,
"If I could,
I'd gather stars in the night sky.
Just for you,
And maybe I'd learn just how to fly.
I could your kryptonite,
So we could rule this world,
We could beat anything.
If we tried.
Just give me tonight." I continue singing the rest of the song.
I don't like singing...
I don't like music...
I hate doing this...
I get to the last note and I take a deep breath.
Brianna looks at me then nods.
"Can you just talk? I don't understand why you won't you did once to call me a douche." I say.
"I'ma have to head home, sorry..." Alex runs out of the house.
She bites her lip.
"You talk to every other person who basically breaks into my house why not me?" I ask.
She closes her eyes tight.
"Just answer me..." I mumble.
She looks up at me...
"I'm not good with talking." She whispers.
"You talk to others perfectly." I say.
"Well... They're different. I, I don't like them." She says.
"Well that's a bit rude saying you don't like your friends." I say.
"You really truly are an idiot Aaron McLaughlin." She mumbles.
"What?" I ask.
She draws near to me.
"You can kiss me if you want..." She mumbles.
I stand there not saying a word.
"Fine..." She whispers.
She stands on her tiptoes and kisses me.
Of course I don't refuse.
Nothing then and there mattered- Not even Alex was on my mind- just the thought of Brianna's soft lips locked with mine.
I'm not really thinking I'm just... Going with the flow I guess.
She starts walking as we're kissing and I realized there's two places to go when you're kissing like this, the couch, or the bedroom.
She stops kissing me for air.
"What?" She asks.
"It's like I'm seeing you with new eyes.. Since when are you like this?" I ask.
She fixes her shirt that I had started to play with as we were kissing.
She grabs a white board and writes down, 'Let's never talk again' and walks away.
I just wanted to scream, 'If you gave me a chance I could show you that the impossible can be defeated with us!' but then I remember Alex...
God I hope she doesn't even find out...
But the feeling of having her lips against mine was like no other,
But we're too different...