Baby, I'm A Dreamer For Sure

I slowly opened my eyes feeling completely well-rested. It was still dark in the room but I figured since Alex’s room was in the basement it would probably pretty dark even during the day too.

I turned my head to the left and saw Alex laying on his stomach on the bed right next to me. He had propped himself up on his elbows with his iphone in his hand, no doubt playing some game by the look of concentration on his face.

I watched him for a while without letting him know I was awake. But when he dropped his iphone on the bed and groaned in frustration I couldn’t help but giggle. His head snapped in my direction in a surprised manner.

“I died,” He pouted.

“I hope it wasn’t that bad,” I giggled again.

He chuckled and smiled, “How long have you been awake?”

“A while,” I grinned and he stuck his tongue out at me childishly.

“So, you’ve been watching me, huh?” He cocked one eyebrow and smirked.

“Don’t be so full of yourself. But yeah, that look on your face was completely adorable.” I laughed at him.

He smiled sweetly and looked down, fiddling on the sheets with his hands. I became nervous by his actions. What if he regretted last night? What if he thought it was a mistake? What if-

“Are you hungry?” He pulled me out of my insecurities and smiled at me.

“Uhh…” I tried to decide if I was in fact hungry or not. “What time is it?” I asked instead.

“Uh…” He paused to look down at his phone. “Nine am.”

“Oh shit.” I exclaimed and jumped out of bed. Mom, would be pissed if I wouldn’t be home when she woke up, and usually works on Saturdays too so she usually checks in on me before she goes, just to see so I got home safely the night before. If I wouldn’t be in bed and hadn’t told her so before she would freak out.

I limped over to my scattered clothes. My knee still hurt and was a little swollen. I picked up my purse looking through it for my cell phone. I groaned when I saw I had two missed calls and three angry text messages, all from mom.

I sighed and quickly wrote a reply saying I was alive and had slept at Sophie’s. I walked back to the bed and sat down smiling weekly at Alex who looked at me quizzically. “You okay?” He asked and sat up beside me.

“I’m fine, mom was just freaking out. I forgot to tell her I was spending the night here.” I told him nervously.

“Yeah, mothers.” He chuckled. Then came an awkward silence for a while. I really wanted to talk to him about the kiss, but I didn’t know how to approach the subject. “Do you want breakfast?” He asked and stood up.

“I think we should talk first … about last night.” I bit my lip as I looked up at him.

He stood watching me for a while before nodding and sitting down again. “Yeah, we probably should.”

I sighed in relief, but now, how should I start? I know what I want to say but I don’t want to come so straight forward. And I had no idea what he felt about the whole thing. He was good at hiding his emotions.

“So…” I started, biting my lip as I looked nervously at him, silently indicating him to start instead.

“How do you feel about it?” He asked seriously.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “God, is this some therapy session?”

He laughed as well. “No, but I just want to know what you feel.” He smiled cutely.

I could never resist that smile. “To be honest, I really like you. And that is the reason I kissed you last night. Not because Dick had hurt me.” I blushed and looked down on the floor, avoiding his eyes.

He was quiet for a while, making me nervous for his reaction. My heart beat faster and I finally dared to look at him. His face was still unreadable, making my stomach churn. He didn’t feel the same. God, and now I had actually admitted my feelings for him. I’m so stupid.

But then a small smirk was slowly growing on his lips. “Good.” He leaned in and pressed his lips softly against mine.

I was so shocked I didn’t even kiss back before he pulled back again. I had honestly not expected him to do that. “Because I like you too.” He smiled and pecked my lips again.

“Really?” I grinned big my heart beating out of time. I couldn’t think. I didn’t know what to say. I found it hard to breathe properly even. Did he really just say that? Did Alex Gaskarth really say that he liked me? Me, Jessica Johnson, his sister’s best friend.

“Yes, silly. I really like you.” He repeated and threw his arms around me in a hug.

I hugged him back as hard as I could. He said really, this time. Not just like me but really like me. I wanted to squeal out in joy. This is just too good to be true.

Please, don’t tell me this is just a dream and I’ll be waking up soon, in my room alone. God knows, I’ve had dreams like this before.

But his touch was just too real to be a dream. And his scent to intoxicating. God, he smelled good. I leaned my face into his and placed my lips against his. We kept it sweet and innocent, no tongues involved. But it still was one of the best kisses of my life. Our kiss last night topping the list.

“Wow, you seem excited.” He chuckled when we pulled apart but still leaning our foreheads together.

“But I’ve liked you for a while actually, and it just seemed so surreal hearing you say that.” I blushed and looked into his deep brown eyes.

“Oh, it’s very real. And I’ve kinda liked you for a while too, you know.” He said much more casual and confident than I was. I was freaking out on the inside. In a good way of course.

“You have?” I asked surprised, I would have never guessed that.

“Yeah,” He nodded. “What’s not to like about you? I just didn’t know how you felt about me, and I didn’t want to make it awkward for you to come over here or hang out with Soph because of me.”

I blushed and smiled big. He really liked me? “I never thought you would like me back.” I admitted. “That’s why I kind of freaked out last night and ran off. I don’t even know why I kissed you. It wasn’t something I planned. You were so sweet to me and I did it without thinking.”

“I’m glad you did it. Only shows you’ve got bigger balls than me.” He laughed.

I laughed too and kissed him one more time. It wasn’t hard to get addicted to those lips. Just one taste and I was hooked. I swear I will never get tired of kissing him.

“So what does this means now?” I asked nervously.

“It means I’m gonna take you out on a date. If you let me?” He smiled.

“Of course!” I grinned pecked his lips again.

“I think I’m going to have to go now, before my mom kills me.” I smiled and pulled away from him.

“You sure you don’t want anything to eat, though?” He asked.

“I’m fine, I don’t want to risk meeting Soph either.”

“You’re gonna have to talk to her eventually, you know.”

I sighed. “I know, just not today, okay? I need some mental preparation.”

He chuckled. “Alright, get dressed and I’ll drive you home.”

“I can walk, it’s fine.”

“Not with that knee, you can’t. Now, shush and let me drive you.” He laughed and kissed my forehead.

“Okay, thank you.”

I smiled big as I watched him. I can’t believe that just happened. My chest filled with love and I felt so utterly happy, even though mom was mad at me and Sophie and I was still fighting, I knew things would be okay. As long as he loves me back.