Olivia
Actually, I like waking up to the sound of singing birds and the wind. But on a tour, you have to wake up to a driving bus and the other cars on the road. That's not a nice way to wake up. The only nice thing about waking up this morning was that I had fallen asleep next to Wen and now his arms were around me and mines around him. I felt comfortable. He was a good pillow to wake up on. As I opened my arms I saw him looking down at me. "Good morning." He whispered softly. I was confused by it but he just nodded in the direction next to us where the others were still sleeping. You must have really seen Charlie sleeping. I don't know what's wrong with this boy but the way he sleeps seems so extraordinary and doesn't look comfortable. "What time is it?" I asked sleepy. None of us had moved yet and I didn't want to. Wen looked at the clock on the wall. "Seven." I groaned and laid my head back on his shoulder. He chuckled. "Do you want to continue sleeping?" I shook my head slightly but closed my eyes anyways. "Sure of that?" He asked again and I nodded. Then we simply sat there. Nobody said a word. That was so not normal for the band. In Lemonade Mouth at least one person was speaking. And most of the time it was Stella. But this silence was nice and I liked it. "Do you hear that?" Wen asked softly as he laid his head against mine. "Hear what?" I didn't hear anything. Just the normal sounds like the driving bus. "The silence." I grinned. "How can you hear the silence? That's not working because when it is silent you don't hear a thing. Nothing." He chuckled. "Alright, Misses I-know-everything. I give up. You're right?" I lifted my head up and so he did too. "You give up? You didn't even start." He smiled. "That's why I am a gentleman." We stared deeply into each others eyes. "That's why I am your gentleman." Now I smiled from ear to ear and I had to look down because I didn't want him to see how red I became. After a while I laid my head back on his shoulder and he his on mine. But unlike the first time he took my hand into his.
I closed my eyes and listened to him speaking with a soft voice. "You know that I like you, don't you?" I nodded slightly. I wanted to answer but I was too shy to talk about this without stumbling. Even over an easy word like 'yes'. "Do you know how long I've liked you?" I shook my head. How should I know? "Since... I think it was third grade." I opened my eyes slowly and softly asked: "That long?" He nodded. "Wow. That's long. Why didn't you try to talk to me earlier?" "I don't know. I guess I was too shy and too nervous." I chuckled. "Just like me. The only difference is that you aren't shy anymore but I am." He laughed a bit. "Well, I am still shy. Maybe less but I still am." "I don't believe that." He isn't shy. I am. But he is the one who really wanted the band and I just did it for him. "If I wasn't shy, I would already have kissed you." He said softly under a breath. I was shocked but he was too. I could feel him tense up and he awkwardly looked away. He mumbled something I didn't understand. It sounded like a "Sorry. I didn't mean to actually say it. I was just..." I don't know why. I really don't know why I said it. But I gathered all my courage and took the chance. "Then why didn't you?" A sudden noise from Charlie made us jump but it seemed as if the others were still sleeping. He then shrugged. "You don't know?" I asked confused and he still didn't look at me. It felt like we had switched our personalities. Normally, I am the shy type of person and he is the, well, he is the one that leads a conversation. But now I do. "Why don't you kiss me now?" I asked very softly and looked directly at him with a smile on my face. Wen hesitated but lifted his head a bit up and I could see his shocked expression on his face. Didn't he ever think about it? That I maybe wanted this? But maybe I just realized it not long ago. I thought he knew that I liked him too. I mean I practically yelled it at him. And doesn't he remember that we already had kissed at the wedding of Sydney and his dad.
Flashback
I sat at the table which was reserved just for the band members of Lemonade Mouth. I had to smile as I saw him walking towards our table. "Do you want to dance?" Wen asked me and held out his hand. I nodded and took his hand. The DJ who played as long as we hadn't to, was playing a slower song. Wen laid his arms around my waist and I laid my hands around his neck. Both of us smiled and we were slowly moving to the music. "Are you happy?" I asked. "Yes, of course. With this beautiful girl in my arms." I chuckled. "Thanks. But I was talking about the wedding." He chuckled too. "Well, if that's what you mean. My dad is happy; Sydney is happy and Georgie is happy. So why shouldn't I be happy?" "But are you happy?" He smiled. "I guess. If my dad is happy I'm happy too. Sydney is making him happy so it's great, right?" I nodded and looked around searching for my gram. Wen followed my gaze and I spotted her sitting at a table while Sydney was sitting next to her and talking to her. "Thanks for inviting my gram." "I would say 'You're welcome' but I didn't do anything. Sydney wanted her to come." He said and I asked confused: "Sydney?" He just shrugged. Why would Sydney invite her? I mean, I like Sydney. She is very nice and I always get along with her when I am at Wen's. She is like a good friend to me.
Wen spun me around and as he turned me in again I landed in his arms. Our faces were very close and I could feel his breath on my skin. We were still smiling and staring into each other eyes as he leaned in. I hesitated first but leaned in and closed my eyes. As our lips met it felt like a firework mixed together with sparks and the tornado of butterflies in my stomach. I hope he really feels the same way. His arms had found their way back around me and I had laid my hand on his cheek. The kiss didn't last long but was wonderful to me. "Wow." I could only say as we pulled apart. "Yeah. Wow." He agreed also speechless like I was. When we remembered that we were in the middle of the dance floor at the wedding we looked around. But gladly nobody had noticed what just happened. It happened right? I didn't dream or did I? No. I'm sure it was real. I smiled from ear to ear and so did he while he spun me around again and caught me. It was fun just the two of us dancing together.
We never talked about it. I wish we had. But unfortunately we hadn't. Well, maybe if we had talked, we could already be more than friends and also the incident on The Music Scene wouldn't have happened. But after the show I could have changed something. I could have said that I really wanted to be more. But I was just too afraid that I loose what we had before. Our friendship. I was too chicken then but I think that fate is good to me and is giving me a second or maybe even third or fourth chance right now.
"Wen?" I asked worried. He still looked shocked and hadn't reacted. But now he lifted his head up so he could look in my eyes and see if I really meant it. And yes I did. His eyes jumped between my lips and my eyes and I leaned in a bit. When he didn't I stopped. I began to feel nervous. Doesn't he want to kiss me? Doesn't he like me anymore? Maybe it's better if we just stay friends. I backed away and was about to stand up as I felt a hand grab my wrist and pulled me back to his side. I looked him in the eyes when he crashed his lips on mine.