Chapter Seven: Getting To Sleep Is The Hard Part

When I touched the piano for the first time in what felt like weeks, I immediately felt just better. Just the familiarity of the piano keys was a nice feeling, it was strange though, I didn't realize how much I actually missed the piano until I came back to it. Mr. Rossi looked at me strangely when I just started playing all of the random songs I knew, I guess he figured that I wanted to test the piano out so he didn't ask anything further.

I ended up walking to the theatre by myself, Kyler had his ninja business to take care of so he'd be a little late to the rehearsal, when I told Mr. Rossi he didn't seem to happy about it, but everyone seemed to come late so it wasn't that big of a deal at all.

"Alright, since almost everyone is here, let me begin with the announcements," Mr. Rossi began, there were about thirty people sitting in the theatre, to be honest I wasn't sure who anyone was at that point, and I felt a little awkward sitting in the front of the auditorium with the piano. My old music teacher continued to speak, I zoned out, honestly most of what he was saying probably didn't apply to me given the fact that I wasn't in the show, I was only the accompanist and probably pianist in the pit.

The announcements continued until Mr. Rossi looked at me,"…and this will be our accompanist Addison," I gave a small nod to the people in the crowd and they all returned me with blank stares. This is definitely ranked up very high on my "most awkward moments" list. Again Mr. Rossi began speaking, he was probably saying the same thing over and over again but I refused to listen, I leaned against the piano thinking it was going to take a while and my boredom began mounting up to epic proportions.

"Addie, Addie," I heard a voice call my name, I opened up my eyes and realized that my face was covered in slobber, I immediately shot up and looked around me, Kyler was staring at me like I was going crazy then he started laughing really hard, "It's time to go, you slept through the entire rehearsal." He never called me Addie before.

"What?" I asked, "No…" I couldn't believe him, I looked around and saw that the theatre had cleared out, I could feel the heat rising to my face at an alarming rate, that was probably the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened to me.

Kyler put his hand on my back, it was so warm and for a moment I was stunned, "Yes, you fell asleep and I'm ready to go to sleep too. Come on, let's go home," he took of his hand and his touch lingered on my back for a moment, I just wanted it to stay there for a little longer; why was I even thinking about that?

We left the auditorium and turned off the lights, it was kind of scary being in such a huge place by yourself I'd hate to be a night shift janitor, not that the place was dirty or anything. The air was a complete shock to me but it felt nice even though I realized that I probably should have worn a jacket. It was strange to see hardly anyone in the streets, but at the same time it was kind of comforting to have the street all to yourself, "What did you do in the rehearsal?"

"Nothing," he answered, but even I knew that translated to something but he just didn't feel like explaining, I should have been up to witness it for myself anyway, "What?" he asked, I looked at him confused, "You were smiling," he gave an innocent face and I looked away knowing that I would end up staring.

"I was just thinking about what nothing meant."

"That's pretty philosophical."

"Maybe," I looked up and felt Kyler grab my hand. He didn't say anything nor did he look at me, his hands were so-so warm. I held on to his hoping that he thought the same for me, that at that moment he was thinking that he wouldn't want to be walking with anyone else but me and holding my hand. But that was cheesy, "What do you think nothing means?"

"That someone failed. If there's nothing left then they didn't do a very good job of leaving their mark in the world," his tone was serious again that made me realize how much of an adult he was compared to me.

I had never thought of anything like that before, "Do you think you're going to leave nothing behind?"

"Probably not," he laughed, "There might be a handful of people who remember me and write some story about me."

"You really think so?"

"Of course I do! I think whenever you meet someone; there will be always someone else to document it. I know that probably doesn't make any sense but even if no-one physically writes it down, they could tell it as a story, then that story get's passed on and so forth, I have no doubt that I won't be remembered," his eyes seemed brighter even though it was dark outside. I couldn't tell if he was lying to me or if that was something that he hoped for, but I was in no place to ask and I don't think I wanted to know anyway.

We walked passed the familiar street to the Chinese store, I was kind of sad that the walk ended up being so short, I didn't even realize the moments between us talking there was actually silence. I wanted to enjoy the moment, so I did even if that meant I couldn't enjoy it while talking.

He opened up the door and I walked in and turned on the light, "Are you going to sleep on the couch again?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm really tired."

My face flushed as I watched him walk around the room, I wanted to ask him something but I just couldn't. He took out some cereal and pulled out a bowl and began to eat it his favorite way — dry. I think he noticed me staring at his back when he looked back at me, "Do you want some?" he asked with a half full mouth.

"No…um…well actually…I was just thinking that it wouldn't be too bad if we shared a bed," I felt stupid the moment I asked.

He swallowed what was in his mouth and he smiled really brightly, "Can I?" he sounded like a little kid, but it relaxed me.

"Yeah," I answered happily too, a rush of complete contentment went over my body, "I'd really like to."

"Let's get in the bed!" he was already pushing things, it wasn't too late to go to bed already but his mind was set, he dumped out the rest of the cereal in the bowl and walked out of the kitchen, "What are you waiting for?" he asked me, he grabbed my hand and lead me through the dark hallway, I didn't even have to look at his face to know that there was a smile in it.

We walked into his bedroom, flipped on the light and immediately plopped on the bed, "Thank you for inviting me to sleep with you," his voice was sweet, he kicked off his shoes and went up near the head of the bed.

"It's your room."

"But you're currently staying in it."

I took off my shoes and went into the bed after him; there was something in his eyes that I hadn't seen before. They still had that same dancing look, but there was something else to them that I wasn't familiar with, "Come here," he said opening up his arms, I felt like a little puppy when I crawled up to him and laid on his chest for a moment. The smell of him and his warmth just made me want to take a picture and make a scratch and sniff sticker just so I could remember it.

"You smell nice," for a moment I thought that was me saying it, but Kyler whispered it, we were the only ones in the house so he could have easily spoke it but I could list the reasons why he didn't want to.

I closed my eyes, "I was thinking the same thing."

He pushed me off of him and I was rolled onto my back, he immediately was on top of me but it wasn't threatening in anyway, I felt so venerable. I know I was staring at him wide eyed, I could tell by the look on his face that he was already amused by me even though he didn't do anything. I wanted to beat him, so I calmed myself and tried to relax my breathing so my heart wasn't beating so fast.

But that didn't help, the more I tried to calm myself the more my body reacted the complete opposite way, "I didn't know you were so aggressive." The words just slipped out of my mouth, I knew that they were the most obvious things to say at that moment.

He smiled, it was the first time that he was so close to me, his bangs were like a veil between our two faces, "I'm usually not, at least not by nature," his arms had blocked me in, but I was still able to move my arms. I moved my hand up to his face, cautiously at first but I wouldn't know if I got to have another chance of seeing him so close up again. I touched his cheek, it felt so even and familiar when I connected the two feelings—just like the ivory keys I was so used to pressing, "Your face feels like a piano."

"It's hard?"

"No, its smooth," he let me explore his face when I moved my hands to his forehead, it was the first time I had seen it, I was too busy observing him but I could feel his eyes paying attention to me just the same, "Aren't your arms getting tired?"

He lowered himself on me, I didn't realized that it probably sounded more like a pass than I wanted it to be, I was just genuinely concerned about the endurance of his arms, he kissed me on the cheek and lowered his face on my shoulder. He was completely on top of me but I was slightly uncomfortable unlike popular belief. Having another body on top of you may look slightly appealing, but if he moved slightly to the left I would have been a million times more comfortable and willing to let him sleep on me like that for the entire night.

He lifted his arm up and started to play with my hair, no one had ever touched me there before and I knew immediately he was trying to seduce me but I wasn't about to become a prude, "I think I'm gay," I said aloud.

"Are you realizing that now?" he asked.

"No, it's just the first time I said it. I like boys," he let out a short breath and the quiet sound of his laugher filled my ear, yup. I definitely liked boys. Especially him.

He had a freckle on his wrist, I never noticed it until that moment, I didn't think that he of all people could ever have any kind of blemish on his skin but it made me feel better knowing that a completely perfect person was lying on top of me. That wouldn't be much fun anyway. I could feel his breath on my neck when he began to kiss my face, it was gently and I could feel a rush of happiness up and down my body. Every time he kissed me it felt like short spurts of electricity was pulsing through my body.

Kyler stopped and moved himself back on top of me once more the look in his eyes changed from something that was unfamiliar already to something completely alien, but I knew he was going to do it.

He kissed me. Closed mouth, but all the same I appreciated it, he kept kissing me until I think he got tired because he moved back onto my shoulder, "Let's go to sleep," he clicked off the lampshade and darkness filled up the room. We were on top of the covers and my eyes weren't adjusted to the light yet but I could feel Kyler moving, he threw almost half of the pillows on the floor and made his way under the covers and I scrambled after him.

Even when I was under the covers I could feel him moving, I felt him throw something else on the floor and then I heard another noise, but they were too shallow sounding to be pillows. The blonde inched his way closer to me and I knew he had the minimal amount of clothing on, I could feel his skin, "Are you comfortable sleeping in jeans?"

Now that he mentioned it, I wasn't, "No," I pulled off my jeans and threw them on the floor with him, I couldn't help imagine the strange salad of pillows and clothing on the floor.

"Are you comfortable sleeping with that shirt on?" he asked one more time.

I was impartial to shirt wearing at night, but I took it off and threw it anyway as soon as it hit the wall he moved even closer to me and wrapped his arm around me, "Are you tired now?" I asked, I wasn't really but I was embarrassed. I never felt skin on skin before, but it seemed like tonight was the perfect night for first happenings seemingly.

He kissed the top of my head, "No, I just wanted to know what this would be like since you offered."

"Do you like it?"

"Very much, you're so cute."

No, why did he have to compliment me, I knew he would have smiled if he saw my face but for some reason I think he was smiling anyway. My eyes were completely adjusted to the dark when I looked up at him, his bright eyes were looking down at me but we didn't say anything, but I knew he wasn't going to do anything else to me.

"Kyler?"

"Addison?"

"What happens when I have to go back home?" it was something I had never brought up before, I had only stayed with him for a little, but we both needed to think realistically.

"You could just stay with me," I was feeling so pessimistic, either that or he was being too optimistic.

I looked back down at the bed sheets to see them rise and fall when either of us breathed, "For how long? You told me that I can't stay forever already."

"You don't need to think about that," again, his adult tone was rising up, "I can't tell you forever because I might die tomorrow, but I like having you around cause you're do damn adorable. Cutest I've seen, plus I can't ever guess what you're really thinking, and to me it looks like you're always thinking."

To him I was probably acting like a child. Why did I have to care about what would happen tomorrow or next week for that matter? I didn't need to have everything planned, but up until this moment everything was so—unplanned. I didn't expect anything to happen and that was probably the main reason why I was so happy. I didn't feel "complete" and what not but I wasn't just another seat at the dinner table.

"Plus," Kyler started again, "I like you a lot. And I'm probably going to tell you I love you soon, so we might as well skip the middle man and you stay here with me," I cuddled up closer to him and I think it surprised him, he started to play with my hair again, now I understood why in all of the romance movies I've seen the couple loves just holding each other in bed. It's a nice feeling to know you're not alone.

I shut my eyes, lying down in the dark can make anyone tired, even with interesting conversation, "Alright. Then I'll stay only because you asked."

"We'll go with that."

Kyler sleeps like a baby. Not that he wakes up every two hours in the middle of the night, but his face looks like he hadn't seen much when he's sleeping. I woke up before he did and as creepy as it sounded I watched him sleep, but as soon as he stirred a little I rolled over and pretended I was waking up with him, I didn't want him to know that I actually watched him while he was in bed like that.

"Good morning," he sat up, his bed head was really bad, I never thought I could see him look like that, "Your hair messed up."

I felt it, it was caked on to one side and in desperate need of a washing, I thought it was ironic that he was the one to comment on my hair before me, "You too," I answered, I didn't want to get out of bed just yet. I felt so spoiled and lucky to get to sleep with someone like Kyler. It was a present.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"Dry cereal."

His eyes had a hazed expression, "Yeah, cereal sounds good," I buried my face in the pillow and let myself grin; it was just like a dream.

I felt a hard slap on my butt, but it was cushioned lightly by the pillows, "Go make the bed, we're going on a trip today."

I lifted my head up from the pillow and saw Kyler putting on a shirt he left the room to go down in the hallway, "Where would we have to go?"

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-- Tekk