How I Wish

Chapter Sixteen

He entered my room in silence and sat on the armchair at the bedside. I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Okay, I'll be downstairs if you need anything" my dad added before he exited the room.

I stared at my fingers, unable to maintain eye contact. I searched my brain for something to say, but nothing came to my rescue.

"Leigh"

Hearing my name come out of his mouth made my heart leap. I missed his strong, demanding voice. I knew I missed it, but until now I didn't realize how much. Knowing he was requesting my attention, I looked up into his emerald green eyes.

His lips were pressed firmly together, no hint of humor on his handsome face. His eyes weren't as hard as I expected them to be. They seemed rather soft and compassionate, but only I knew better.

"What are you doing here?" I managed to get out, not being able to keep it from cracking.

My question was meet with silence. I continue to aimlessly scan the room, trying to keep my eyes busy.

"I'm not sure."

"How does that make sense?" I questioned. The volume in my voice suddenly rose to my surprise. It seems anger comes out stronger than any other emotions.

He began to chuckle. I looked at him as if he's gone crazy. Why was he laughing when I was completely serious? This was no time for laughing.

"You're a piece of work" He finally spoke.

I rolled my eyes and lied back down on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Are you really switching schools?" He asked.

"Will you miss me?" I looked at him over on the chair.

"You can't answer a question with a question." he stated.

I sighed as I hugged a pillow to my body, blocking him out of my view. "Yeah, hopefully." I didn't want to go. I really didn't. But when you are dealt a hand of cards, all you can do is play them out wisely. I have no idea what this new school was going to be like but in all honesty it didn't matter.

"Why do you want to go?" he questioned

"Does it matter?"

"You continually do this. Answer my questions before you ask one." he demanded.

"You didn't answer my first question so I'm not obligated to answer your second one."

He didn't speak for what seemed like an eternity. "I will."

Those two words brought tears to my eyes. I know it was pathetic to react this way but I couldn't control my emotional reaction at this moment. I bit my lip to keep from sobbing. The tears pooled over and cascaded down my cheeks.

The room was quiet for minutes if not hours. In that time I was aching to get control over my emotions. I wanted to slap myself for being a fool, for falling in love with him. I hated that my walls which took me forever to build fell so easily.

"Can you answer my second question please?" His voice was barely a whisper. As I go to open my mouth, the urge to cry grew stronger. More tears began to fall from my eyes and down my cheeks. My silent sobs could no longer remain muted. As soon as one had escaped, it became harder to manage.

"Stop. I don't do well with crying." he stated.

More sobs continued to come out until I couldn't keep any silent any longer. Why was I acting this way in front of him. I have already embarrassed myself enough over our entire relationship, the last thing that should happen is for him to see me cry. I placed my head in my pillow and continued to sob. I waited to hear my door open to indicate whether he had left but it never came.

Instead, I felt his fingers clearing away the hair from my face. "Leigh, stop."

"You're horrible at comforting someone" I murdered into the pillow.

I heard him laugh softly "What do you want me to do?" he asked.

What did I want him to do? He would never do what I wanted of him. He should just go and be with his girlfriend. Why was he here anyways? Should I ask him and run him away? Of course not! I will take any interaction he provided.

"It's okay, sit back in the chair."

After another minute of having my face in the pillow and not being able to see what was happening, I felt his arms around me. Then out of no where, I was no longer on the bed but in his arms. My shriek was full of surprise and amusement. I held the pillow to my face even when I felt him sit down on the couch and position me on his lap.

"Stop. I want to see your face" He tugged on the pillow until I let go. Instead, I rest my head against his chest. His scent was heavenly. It invaded my head and clouded my thoughts.

His arms tightened around me, enclosing me so I felt safe and protected like always.

"I'm sorry" I sobbed. Tears began to flow uncontrollably again. The thought that I have completely lost him spread through me, taking over my mind and body. I felt as if I was no longer in control of my thoughts or my actions. I raised my head and looked into his eyes and before I could stop myself, I connected his lips with mine.

I didn't care if he kissed me back, I just wanted to feel them one last time. He took me by surprise as he began to kiss me. It was not soft and gentle but rather rough and filled with passion. His fingers began to caress my cheek as our tongues made contact.

I couldn't think of anything but to savor this moment. After what seemed like a short period of time, he pulled away. His eyes began to search mine and roam my face intently. I wanted to tell him how much I love him but I held my tongue.

"I wont say anything to Renee" I promised.

"What?" confusing was projected on his facial features.

"I thought that you two are you know..." I murdered into his chest

"Why would I do that to you? Kiss you while being with someone else? you never ask questions." He lectured

Even though he seemed upset, happiness and joy spread through my body and my heart. It felt like the whole world was resting on it but now I can breathe a little easier.

"So you are not with her?" I asked again for reassurance.

"No, Leigh."

"Then why was she at your house while you were taking a shower?"

He laughed. "She told me you came by. I was planning on heading over here after I helped her catch up in business. She asked me to help go over the first half of what she missed and since I've been working so hard and I barely attend or pay attention in class, I thought it would be a good opportunity for both of us."

"I thought you guys hit it off..."

"With all these questions, I'd say you were jealous"

"Am I not suppose to be?"

"Not with how you acted towards me. You tell me you love me then you skip school and ignore me completely. It was too much for me"

"The only reason I skipped school was because Ashlee convinced me that telling you I loved you was an embarrassment and that I should just spend the weekend with her. I had no intentions to ignore you, it was the last thing on my mind. She took my phone Saturday morning because I was stressing out on how to reply to you."

He chuckled and kissed my forehead " I asked you where you were. It wasn't a five page assignment, Leigh"

"It felt like it. You make me nervous"

He took my chin in his fingers and kissed my lips. "I missed you"

My heart stopped beating. I was waiting for him to tell me he was joking but he didn't.

"What were you doing over the weeks?" I wanted to know, I really did.

"Working mostly, trying to get you out of my thoughts. the fact that we were arguing made it hard for me to focus at times"

"You seemed fine."

"Appearance doesn't always reflect the heart. I've never felt so vulnerable before, it's very uncomfortable."

I sighed and cozied up closer to him.

"Are you still planning on switching schools?"

"The only reason I was planning on switching is because I thought you had moved on and it was hard seeing you with someone else. You know how I feel about you."

He sighed and kissed my hair. "What are you doing to me?" he asked in a low, husky voice.

A knock came at the door and I jumped. I was about to get off Trent's lap but he held me in place, denying me the right to get up. My mom entered into the room with a smile on her face.

"Honey, there's someone downstairs for you. Come down when you're ready."

I smiled at her and she exited the room.

"I told Xavier to stay home. Does he ever listen?" Trent asked himself.

I chuckled and kissed his neck which made him jump in shock.

He smiled down at me with wild green eyes. "if you don't want to start something you're not able to finish then avoid my neck"

Was that his weak spot? I made a mental note of it and nodded my head. Does all this mean we are okay? I hope so.

"Are we okay?" he asked as if he could read my mind.

I bit my lip seductively while nodding my head and then gave him a soft peck on his lips. "Let's head downstairs."