Abandoned At A Green Day Concert, chapter 5
We talked for a while longer, when suddenly I was shocked to realize we were holding hands. I pulled away, but forgot to notice who's hand was holding who's. I guess it wouldn't have mattered anyway. Even if I was holding his, he didn't seem too bothered by it!
"Well,"; he said after a few more minutes of talking, "I guess I should leave you alone so you can get some sleep. Good night."; He gave me a kiss on the cheek and started walking towards the door.
"Wait, why don't you let me have the couch? You don't have to give up your bed for me,"; I said. "No, it's fine,"; Mike replied, "Don't worry about it. You're a guest, so you deserve to sleep in a bed, not on a couch.";
I frowned, and I guess Mike could tell that I didn't want him to be put out of his room. "If you really don't want me to have to give up my bed for you... I could sleep in here with you... Billie wouldn't get mad about it if nothing... ya know, happened,"; he said shyly.
"Yeah...ok,"; I said quietly, wondering what I was getting myself into. I knew nothing would happen, and I did feel bad putting him out of his own room, but what would everyone else think in the morning? Mike crawled under the covers on one side of the bed, and I did the same on the other side. I made it a point not to be too close to him, in case someone came in.
"Hey, waaaay over there!"; Mike giggled, "You don't have to worry, I don't bite in my sleep!"; I laughed and explained my reasoning for being so far away. "Oh, no one will come in. Trust me, they never do,"; he assured me. I told him I was "fine over on this side of the bed, but thank you."; "Okay..."; Mike said, and I could tell he was pouting. We said good night, and then it was silent.
A while later, I still couldn't sleep. It was starting to get a little cold over on my side of the bed, even though I did have covers on me. I looked over my shoulder at Mike, who seemed to be sleeping. Well, obviously he wouldn't have minded me being closer to him before, I thought. Maybe I could go over there now...
I rolled over and scooted closer to Mike quietly. It was almost completely dark in the room, but I thought I saw him smile a little bit. I was about a foot away from him, and I decided that was probably as close as I should get, so no one would get the wrong idea if they came in.
It turned out that Mike wasn't sleeping, though, and he noticed that I had moved closer to him. He decided to take it upon himself to close the one foot gap between us, and after a few minutes I felt him slowly wrap his arms around me. I felt warmer almost instantly, and he whispered "Changed your mind, I take it?"; "Yeah..."; I whispered back. Ok, I thought, just give in. You like him, obviously he likes you. Why are you even resisting?
I listened to the voice in my head, and decided to give in. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he kissed me lightly on the lips. "I guess that if the guys haven't told you yet, you've probably figured out that I like you," Mike said. "Well, they sort of told me..." I said, remembering that Billie had shushed Tre for almost saying something. I figured now it was probably that Mike liked me. "But yeah, I figured it out. I'd have to be dead not to!" I finished.
There was a few minutes of silence between us. I was starting to fall asleep, when I heard Mike ask somewhat nervously, "So... do you like me?" I chuckled and said jokingly, "No, I hate you! You're gross!" He laughed, and said "Well, obviously that's just your type, then!" I became more serious and asked him, "If I didn't like you, do you really think I would be this close to you right now?"
Mike smiled and stated, "Well, I guess the feeling is mutual, then. You had me worried when you pulled away when we were holding hands before. Then when you wanted to be on the exact opposite side of the bed from me, I was really beginning to think you didn't like me very much!" I smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but now you know I do, so don't worry." We kissed again, and said good night...
"Well,"; he said after a few more minutes of talking, "I guess I should leave you alone so you can get some sleep. Good night."; He gave me a kiss on the cheek and started walking towards the door.
"Wait, why don't you let me have the couch? You don't have to give up your bed for me,"; I said. "No, it's fine,"; Mike replied, "Don't worry about it. You're a guest, so you deserve to sleep in a bed, not on a couch.";
I frowned, and I guess Mike could tell that I didn't want him to be put out of his room. "If you really don't want me to have to give up my bed for you... I could sleep in here with you... Billie wouldn't get mad about it if nothing... ya know, happened,"; he said shyly.
"Yeah...ok,"; I said quietly, wondering what I was getting myself into. I knew nothing would happen, and I did feel bad putting him out of his own room, but what would everyone else think in the morning? Mike crawled under the covers on one side of the bed, and I did the same on the other side. I made it a point not to be too close to him, in case someone came in.
"Hey, waaaay over there!"; Mike giggled, "You don't have to worry, I don't bite in my sleep!"; I laughed and explained my reasoning for being so far away. "Oh, no one will come in. Trust me, they never do,"; he assured me. I told him I was "fine over on this side of the bed, but thank you."; "Okay..."; Mike said, and I could tell he was pouting. We said good night, and then it was silent.
A while later, I still couldn't sleep. It was starting to get a little cold over on my side of the bed, even though I did have covers on me. I looked over my shoulder at Mike, who seemed to be sleeping. Well, obviously he wouldn't have minded me being closer to him before, I thought. Maybe I could go over there now...
I rolled over and scooted closer to Mike quietly. It was almost completely dark in the room, but I thought I saw him smile a little bit. I was about a foot away from him, and I decided that was probably as close as I should get, so no one would get the wrong idea if they came in.
It turned out that Mike wasn't sleeping, though, and he noticed that I had moved closer to him. He decided to take it upon himself to close the one foot gap between us, and after a few minutes I felt him slowly wrap his arms around me. I felt warmer almost instantly, and he whispered "Changed your mind, I take it?"; "Yeah..."; I whispered back. Ok, I thought, just give in. You like him, obviously he likes you. Why are you even resisting?
I listened to the voice in my head, and decided to give in. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he kissed me lightly on the lips. "I guess that if the guys haven't told you yet, you've probably figured out that I like you," Mike said. "Well, they sort of told me..." I said, remembering that Billie had shushed Tre for almost saying something. I figured now it was probably that Mike liked me. "But yeah, I figured it out. I'd have to be dead not to!" I finished.
There was a few minutes of silence between us. I was starting to fall asleep, when I heard Mike ask somewhat nervously, "So... do you like me?" I chuckled and said jokingly, "No, I hate you! You're gross!" He laughed, and said "Well, obviously that's just your type, then!" I became more serious and asked him, "If I didn't like you, do you really think I would be this close to you right now?"
Mike smiled and stated, "Well, I guess the feeling is mutual, then. You had me worried when you pulled away when we were holding hands before. Then when you wanted to be on the exact opposite side of the bed from me, I was really beginning to think you didn't like me very much!" I smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but now you know I do, so don't worry." We kissed again, and said good night...
