Between Ties

The Calm

Rhyett's Point of View.

"If your blinds are closed how how am I sup- suppose to know that you're okay!? f**k! Can you just make s**t easy for once!" He said still laying on the surface of the floor not even trying to get up as he shut his eyes.

"Okay get up! You're clearly not making sense right now!" I marched over to him and then attempted to pull him up. I grabbed his hand but it was like trying to move a house. He was pure dead weight. "Maverick! I swear!"

"I!" He screamed and then said softly "like it here...on..the floor." He breathed in as he was much calmer now while his eyes still stayed closed.

"Lay down here with me." He asked gently as he slowly opened his eyes staring up at my ceiling. I didn't respond nor move.

It was hard to believe that this helpless boy laying drunk in the middle of my lounge floor had killed a whole town of people. He couldn't even speak properly.

I kept looking at him as he blew a bubble with his spit and then it popped causing him to smirk and half laugh under his breath at himself.

Why was that so adorable and kinda gross at the same time.

He titled his head up "Please Rhyett lay here with me."

"On the floor Maverick?"

I didn't mop yesterday so it's kinda a little dirty, I had to admit..and I just showered.

He then nodded sweetly as my stupid ass who hated this boy early on, was now about to lay on the floor with him.

Fine.

I then got down onto my knees and then laid down beside him on the hardness of the wood.

It was silent for a moment as we both stared at the white ceiling.

He then broke the silence with his next words "I like the stars. In New York it's hard to see them clearly unless..unless you're really high up. The many buildings always block them." He nodded and then sniffed.

"Wanna see something cool." He turned from facing the ceiling to now facing me as I smiled small and nodded.

He then focused on the empty space as little dots of burning light appeared out of nowhere, floating in the air above our heads like fireflies dancing to a slow song sang by John Mayer. The little sparks so whimsical and dirty.

It was gorgeous, it has had some how reminded me of tiny Tinkerbell's. This was so f*****g breathe taking to witness.

I then glanced at him with wide smiling eyes as he had continued to focus while the burning dots started to rapidly move and swim around as he had forced them to fall in line with what he was creating in his mind.

He smiled as all of the little lights stopped and then looked at me with excitement as I still kept staring at him,

and then he said "c-can you see it." He reached his hand over to cup my jaw, in order to point my head up "it's Orion." He nodded and then pointed his index finger onto the air aiming at the three bright lights. "That's his belt." He had showed me and then I could had seen it.

Orion.

This was incredible. It was beautiful. I had never seen anything as beautiful. The twinkled like real stars, dreaming me to appreciate it beauty. I wanted to reach my hand out to touch it, but I didn't because I knew it would burn me.

"I do!" I squealed as he smirked while we had now both faced each other "sometimes when the sky is covered, I just lay in bed at night and stare up at this. It comforts me." He said and then I had responded to his words "it's beautiful, Maverick."

And you're beautiful too.

I looked at him to notice his sharp features twinkling eyes.

His face had then died a little as the stars he had created still floated above us.

I felt a sinking feeling my stomach as I noticed this.

"I'm sorry." He's voice sounded genuine. "I shouldn't have said the things I said. I don't know what had come over me these last few days but I'm sorry Rhy....I miss you." He swallowed and then my heart had swelled a little.

He missed me?

"I didn't mean those things. I'm sor-" he blew out wind, and I could tell that he was fighting with his thoughts, this was bothering him.

"Don't it's okay." I said looking into his pretty, but drunk eyes. "I'm sorry too," I touched his face "for smacking you. I shouldn't have. That was messed up." I gently trailed the tips of my fingers along the surface of his cheek where I had last placed my hand.

He laughed "Nah," he shook his head "to be honest that was kinda hot it turned me on a little, if I'm being truthful." He chuckled and then I smiled "you're an idiot."

"But yet, you're the..the one that got convinced by a drunk guy to lay on the floor." He smirked and then gently wrapped his fingers around my wrist as my hand was still touching his face and then he pulled it to the back of his head, as he indirectly and subconsciously told me to run my fingers through it and play with it.

I..

Who am I kidding, I f*****g like him. I honestly really like him. I can't stay mad at his stupid but strikingly gorgeous face and he makes me feel things I've never felt before, when I'm with Maverick it's like nothing in the world matters, not the witch stuff, not school, nor Beth....and nor Xander, he didn't even matter when I felt Maverick's hands on my body and his lips and tongue sliding on the skin of my neck. Nothing mattered besides us and that's why I didn't stop,

We create this bubble whenever we're together and I know this, what I have with him is a bases of a friendship..that is now passionate and consuming...but I did feel bad because of Xan..I can't pretend that I don't like Xander too, but it's different with Maverick, what Xander and I have is sweet and innocent, but..

I've liked boys like Maverick before and that had always ended badly for me. Xander was the boy I should be dating, the good boy,

But I don't think I feel alive with him. I need to be honest with myself and stop holding onto Xander just because it's safe and I don't want to get hurt,

When denying Maverick..will hurt me either way. I need to think about this, but more importantly I need to consider Xander and Maverick right now before I make any choices because it wouldn't be fair if I did something disrespectful towards them both knowing how I feel about them.

"Don't you have a party to be at?" I asked as I had realized that I could still hear the music of his party blaring from across the road while he was here,

with me.

"You want me to leave?" He asked smugly.

"Yes.." I smiled "but no." I wasn't going to lie.. and I guess telling him to stay for a few minutes wasn't being disrespectful to Xander.

"Good," He said in an almost a relieved tone "cause I'm hungry." He smiled and then made the stars disappeared as he had tried to lift himself up but it took him a minute to get stable.

He held his hand out to me, for me to take and then he had helped pull me up.

He hugged me unexpectedly as I felt his muscles wrap around my body.

Um..

I was taken by surprise as I was now buried into Maverick's chest.

"Can I just hold you for a moment." He whispered "I just want to appreciate holding you." He said and then I smiled as I held onto him, before he pulled away.

"Okay I'm hungry. I'm going to make myself a grilled cheese sandwich." He said, he could almost walk properly now as he prowled into my kitchen as if he had lived here.

"You want one?" The nerve of this boy, offering me my own food. I smiled "no thank you." I said kindly and had then told him that I was going to dry my hair while he was busy and that I wouldn't be long,

As I realized that I was a little dirty again from the floor, but I'll shower in the morning.

I watched him take out bread, tomato, cheese, garlic butter and onions as he started to get busy while I had walked into my bedroom. I switched on my hairdryer and it took about 10 minutes for me to completely dry my hair as I came walking out to see him sitting on my couch like a little kid eating his grilled cheese sandwich.

He took one bit, closed his eyes and did a little dance because of how good it had tasted and then I smiled as he opened his eyes to see me walking towards him.

He smiled too as I sat myself down beside him and then he said "you need to taste this! It tastes really fucking." as if I've never tasted a grilled cheese sandwich. He seemed excited and then held one slice close to my mouth for me to bite as his other hand rested below my chin forming a cup, in case I had dropped crumbs for him to catch so that it wouldn't make my couch dirty.

I took a bite and then chewed. Honestly this was f*****g good, I was pleasantly surprised. "It's good right?" He asked and then I swallowed before answering "yeah it's good." I admitted and then noticed the dishes in my zinc causing me to stand up in order to clean them and then he had pulled me back down onto the couch, by sliding his hand up the side of my waist cupping me.

Oh god, Please stop Mavs. I like it.

"No. No." He said almost panicking "I'll do it." He smiled.

"No it's okay. I don't want you breaking my s**t. I'll do it." I shrugged and then he handed me his empty plate playfully as I stood up and then he said "okay, get on it." He laughed "I'm going to watch Rick and Morty." He then laid himself down onto my couch as I held his plate in my hand smiling thinly while he had made himself comfortable to watch none other than his favorite.

I walked over to the kitchen and then began to wash up all of his dirty dishes. I don't mind it, I mean he's drunk and it keeps me busy, and of course unfocused on how hot he actually is, and how good he actually makes me feel.

He then pulled off his t-shirt as I stared at him for a moment while he stared at the TV and then I had flashbacks of him and I,

Put your t-shirt back on, but please don't. 

Rhy! stop.

I quickly shook of my thoughts as he was now invested in his favorite animation, snuggling himself into my couch.

"Hey Rhy?" He said but didn't look at me as I replied "yeah?"

"When I'm sober... Can- can we talk about...you know?"

I felt nervous as he still didn't look at me, hinting to me that he was nervous too.

"I think.." I paused to exhale "that, th-that would be okay." I stuttered.

"Okay." He nodded with eyes still glued to the TV.

"Rhy?" He said again and then I smiled "Yes Maverick?"

"Can I crash on your couch, Im not in the mood to party. I just want want to sleep right here." He asked,

"Sure, it's okay." I began to rinse the dishes as he nodded.

"Hey ummm Rhy?" He said again as I sighed,

What the hell do you want now boy! A kidney?

"What!?"

"Nothing." He smirked, playing games with me and then he had finally looked at me and winked, before pointing his eyes towards his naked chest and abs as he had both of his hands tucked behind his head he bit his lower lip, intentionally trying to remind me of how I had wanted him.

"I swear to god!" I laughed throwing him with my yellow dish sponge as he had flinched, bursting out into laugher as I yelled "you better stop!"