Friday, September 4, 2009

Chapter twelve

You know when you wake up, but you don't open your eyes because you have to pee or something like that, and you're willing yourself to just go back to sleep for five more minutes? That was the exact feeling I got when I woke up the next morning at Sidney's house, not because I had to pee, but because I couldn't believe that what happened yesterday, and last night, was tangible.

I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck and his arm was wrapped around my waist, pulling me to him. I turned over to look at his peaceful face. As I moved, he let out a small sigh and I snuggled even closer to him.

"Good morning," he mumbled into my hair which I'm sure was a sweaty mess. I brought my hand up to feel the frizziness that is my hair. I couldn't have looked decent, let alone smelled it. He smiled, probably at my facial expression when I thought about my personal hygiene. "You look fine," he said, reading my mind.

"I don't, but thanks," I said, smiling into his lips as he leaned in to kiss me. "We need to do something constructive today," I said, looking into those mesmerizing hazel eyes of his. "All we did yesterday was get a couch and then come back here..."

"What was wrong with that?" he asked, a little smile playing across his lips. "I liked what we did yesterday."

"I'm sure you did," I said sarcastically. “Now, when’s your practice?”

“Avery stop. I’m not telling you, because then you’ll plan everything around it and go back behind your walls. Just lay here with me for awhile.”

“But Sidney we-“ I managed to get out before he kissed me.

“Shut up Aves. You’re lying naked in a bed with me, so stop talking business for a second.” I closed my mouth, knowing I was going to lose the battle, and just snuggled into his chest.

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Around noon, I got his lazy ass up and out of bed and to the hardware store with me. Turns out he didn’t even have practice that day; he was just trying to get me to stay in bed with him. We were wandering down the curtain/blinds aisle looking at all the different types of window coverings. My hand was intertwined in his and we were walking with a kind of drunken lilt, possibly love drunk, and he kept pressing kisses into my ear which made me giggle.

There was something happening to me and I could feel it. The more I opened myself up to Sidney, the happier I was and the more I seemed to laugh at anything that happened. Telling him about my dad and my past was surprisingly cleansing. Things I used to find stupid, like hockey, were now fun and exciting. I guess I could personally thank him for that one. He did drag me to practice all the time and a few games every once and a while.

“What about this for the bedroom?” I asked him, pointing at some white canvas Roman shades. “And you wouldn’t need any curtains or anything if you didn’t want them. They go fine by themselves.”

“I like them,” he said, stepping forward to feel them.

“Okay good, because you would have been getting them regardless,” I replied, grabbing three off the shelf for his room. “Now, onto the lighting!” The weirdest thing happened then. I skipped. I actually skipped off down the aisle with Sidney running after me calling my name. I couldn’t remember the last time I skipped. Probably sometime in high school, but who cares, skipping has an amazing feeling.

“Avery!” Sidney called with hid girly giggle mixed in. “Slow down!” I had broken into a run when he called my name and I was laughing uncontrollably. There’s this domino effect that always happens to me; once I get going, I can’t stop, but at the end of the aisle, I did stop. Only to catch my breath and lean against the display of neon signs, one of which was a Penguins logo. Sidney was a few seconds behind me, but when he reached me, an idea came to me.

“Look!” I yelled, pointing at the sign. “You need that for your house.” He gave me a skeptical look. “No really! I’m not kidding. Well, I kind of was, but you should get it.”

“Aves, are you alright?” he asked me, a smile dancing across his lips as he leaned down to wrap his arms around me and pick me up from my position leaning against the wall.

“Yeah,” I managed between giggles. “Carry me?” I asked like a little kid, wrapping my arms around his neck and making like I was going to jump into his arms. His eyes were dancing as he leaned down to sweep my feet out from underneath me and within seconds, my face was inches from his. I studied his features for a minute while I calmed myself down so I could breathe.

“Kiss me,” I whispered, once I had caught my breath. His eyes lit up and I could feel his heartbeat quicken as he closed the few inches between us with his lips and my breath was taken from me once again.

5 comments:

  1. Sigh... I want to be punch drunk and in love! What a freeing feeling. What a fun, uplifting chapter.

    Well done, Jenna!

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  2. awwww okay sugary sweet but I liked it!

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  3. gah. This is such a cute chapter/story. I love when you update :D

    I'm glad that she's opening up a bit, it's about time. P.S., do they even realize that THEY'RE building a home together, and not even just because she's his decorator? so cute.

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  4. adorable chapter. I love how cute they are together.

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  5. I'm with Genosgirl71 - an adorable chapter and so, so cute together...thanks for updating, girlfriend!

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