Love is Hard

Good Morning

Suddenly I wake up, sweat dripping from my body. Caleb is sitting on the side of my bed, holding me. I feel my tears run down my cheeks.
"Everything is going to be okay." He whispers so soft, I almost believe him.
"S-stay with me." I struggle. He wipes my wet tears away.
"Of course." He says. I slip back under only I scoot over for Caleb. He slides in smoothly, and lays next to my high temperature body. My chest lays partly on his, feeling his muscles. His arm wraps around my back and onto my arm; softly comforting me by rubbing it. I place my hand on his chest, letting my eyes drift closed.
"Thank you, for not leaving." I mumble.
"Anything for you." I can hear the sincerity in his voice. My hand, still laying on his chest, is rising and falling with his breathing pattern. My head is leaned against his side, yet I still hear his beating heart. "You know, you snore in your sleep." He whispersed. "Its light, not the loud annoying kind. Its cute." I stifle a laugh, but I think he doesn't know I'm still awake. He brings his free hand to mine, but when I flinch at his touch he stops. "Maybe one day." He whispers. He let out a sigh, making me want to hear a smile. "At least I still have you. Just not in the way I want it to be." My eyes go wide and I feel my breathing heavy. I make myself calm down; I feel my cheeks flush and I smile. He leaned to look at my face; I quickly close my eyes. "Even beautiful when she sleeps." He mumbles.

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I feel warm, warmer than usual; a comfortable warmth. I feel my pillow around me, making me feel safe. Wait, is my pillow moving? I slowly open my eyes, relief no more burning from long over due tears. I see a grey T-shirt, with a gym logo on it. I breathe in the sweet calming scent. Caleb. Involuntarily, I snuggle close to his warm chest, loving the feeling of his safe radiant. He's not snoring, but his mouth is slightly open, letting out louder breaths. We're both in our sides, facing one another, but his arms are around my body. I can't see his gorgeous face, because my head is placed under his chin. My hands are laying gentily on his muscular chest. I turn my head to the side, so I can hear his heart beat and his breathing. Eventually, I feel my body start to breathe the same as him, and my heart beat match his. His arms are both around my waists, laying on my lower back. He moves, a little, his hands shifting up my back. I feel tingles run through my body, but I don't fight them. When he moved a little, he slid more away from me, so his face is now able for me to see now. I see a dash of freckles under his eyes, spreading into the bridge of his nose. His eyes are closed, but still they look so fragile. His cheeks are full, and his skin tone is a perfect tan. I can see imprints on his lower cheeks of his dimple marks, proving to me he smiles too much. His mouth was now closed, leaving me with his nose breathing to hear. His lips were a perfect pale pink, which I knew they had to be soft. His hair suddenly flipped into his face, hiding his eyes from my vision. I slowly move my arm up and pull back the hair, but I find myself looking into some hazel eyes. I freeze, my eyes never leaving his. They looked so broken, yet loving at the same time. His eyes showed love and affection, something that is so rare in guys I've been with. His radiant smile came upon his face, making me smile too. You know how in movies you can always tell when someone looks at the other persons lips? Well, that's what happened here, between the two of us. I looked at his, and almost in competition, he looked at mine. I bite my lip, feeling nervous. I haven't kissed someone since... Suddenly he slowly slides towards me, taking the first step of faith. I freeze, as his face moves towards mine. My eyes wide open, daring to close. His lips aim for mine, but at the last moment, he dramatically changes his angle and goes to my cheek. His lips press lightly and gentily, leaving a warmth there I haven't felt in a long time. Even when his lips leave my skin, I still feel the heat. My cheeks flush, and he smiles his gorgeous smile,
"Good morning." He says, sending sparks down my spine. I smile sheepishly, yawning right afterwords. When I'm finished he fake gasps, "Isabelle, be a lady!"
"I don't feel like it!" I fake complain; mentally laughing, at him and myself. I snuggle closer to him, still feeling the warmth I am starting to love. "I want to stay right here!" I mumble through his chest. He laughs, as I try to regain control of my heart beat. I feel so flushed around him; like its different than with anyone else.
"Thats gross." We both hear. We both turn our heads toward the end of my bed, bumping our heads in the process. We laugh over it, before officially looking down. We see Justin standing at my doorway, giving me a winning look.
"Why does it look like he won a bet?" Caleb whispered to me. I swallow, my nerves running wild. Justin laughs and walks away. Caleb and I both look at each other, aware of the tension that just grew. Caleb rolls back the covers and jumps out; me rolling onto my side. "Come on, lazy bird." He teases. I moan out loud, not caring.
"I wanna sleep!" Next thing I know, Caleb picks me up over his shoulder and drags me into the living room.
"Good thing my Iz where's pants to bed!" Justin jokes when he see's us. Caleb sits me upright on the couch, which seems a little more comfortable. One things missing. Suddenly Caleb thuds right next to me; head on my shoulder. Never mind.
"Girls like that are gross." I protest. Justin laughs, making me and Caleb send each other questioning looks. Justin joins us on the couch, but on my other side.
"Obviously, you think that because your not a girl." He mocks. "Plus, its sexy." He adds, my face turning in disgust. Caleb laughs and I hit his arm.
"What am I then?" I change the subject, pressing on his comment about me.
"You're a fat, penguin." I fake gasp, like a prep.
"How dare you! I should make my daddy fire you!" I fake cry before stopping from laughter. Caleb and I high five one another, making Justin frown as he looses. Caleb is now positioning his back on my shoulder, purposely pushing pressure. I push him off, making him land in my lap. We laugh for a long time, while I try to ignore Justin's look of 'I told you so'. Caleb pulls himself up, not a huff, or any kind of struggle showing. Justin scoffs and walks off. Caleb sends me a confused look; knowng I would have the answer. I shrug my shoulders, mouthing that he's pouting.
"Why is there pieces of glass in the trash?" My eyes go wide, and my hands start to shake. I feel Caleb leave my side, making me feel even more unsafe. I barely hear them in the kitchen:
"What did you do to her?" Justin says angrily.
"Justin, I didn't do anything!"
"Why should I believe you, huh?" He mocks. Caleb stays quiet for a while, making me wonder what he was thinking.
"Hey! That's your sister in there, and just like you, I would never even think about hurting her!" He finally said, his words coming out rushed and set on fire.
"Sorry, Caleb." I hear. I can picture his fingers running on the bridge of his nose from stress. "I just want to know what happened." His last words were a lot calmer.
"I think your sister should tell you, not me." I then find the two boys walking into the living room, and joining me. Justin sat on the couch next to me, but Caleb squatted down on his legs and wiped my face. I now feel the tears that had made their way onto my cheeks. His hands slide into mine, letting the warmth creep all over my body. I felt safe again; like nothing could ever hurt me again. "Do you want to tell him." I hesitate. Of course I want to tell him, but I don't think I can without breaking down. I shake my head 'no' and I whisper for him to instead. So he sits beside me, hiding the fact that our hands were tangled in each others beside his leg. I lean on his shoulder, laying my head down and closing everything out as I felt the peace of his touch.

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