I do not hook up ~Kelly Clarkson
Cynthia, Leon- 15 ½
One Day My Dreams Will Become Reality
"Oh, sweetheart, put the bottle down
You've got too much talent
I see you through those bloodshot eyes
There's a cure, you've found it,"
Cynthia sang softly, Leon was over at her house, right now it was just the two of them, Holly was supposed to be coming over later to have a movie night with the two of them and everything was already set up. The two fifteen and a half year old were currently sprawled on one of the couches, Leon was half asleep, his head in his friend's lap, he'd been having a rough day so far, Hannah shouting at him in front of the entire school, losing a basketball game because of how distracted he was, failing a test etc. Cynthia brushed her fingers through his golden blonde hair, blue eyes studying his face and half open amber eyes. Closing her eyes she relaxed back against the couch cushions, leaning her head back as she sang the lyrics in a drowsy mostly inaudible voice.
"Slow motion, sparks, you've caught that chill
Now don't deny it, but boys will be boys, oh, yes, they will
They don't wanna define it
Just give up the game and get into me
If you're looking for thrills then get cold feet,'
Cynthia felt her back hit a wall and she let out a muffled giggle, her arms were looped around Leon's neck, one of his arms were around her waist, the other was behind her head. Her shoulders were shaking from laughter and she felt Leon's mouth twitch into a smile through the kiss. Despite the activity she was participating in she still sung the lyrics, but mentally instead of out loud.
'Oh, no, I do not hook up, up, I go slow
So if you want me, I don't come cheap
Keep your hand in my hand, your heart on your sleeve
Oh, no, I do not hook up, up, I fall deep
'Cause the more that you try the harder I'll fight to say goodnight'
He drew back a few moments later, amber eyes gleaming with love. Cynthia giggled softly, her senses were a bit dazed and confused, she leaned forward and kissed him giddily.
Cynthia started awake, blue eyes slightly wide and disoriented. Sleepily rubbing her knuckles against her eyes she got her bearings and squinted at her watch, finding she had been asleep for about ten minutes. Clearing her throat she continued to sing.
"I can't cook, no, but I can clean
Up the mess she left
Lay your head down and feel the beat
As I kiss your forehead
This may not last but this is now
So love the one you're with
You wanna chase but you're chasin' your tail
A quick fix won't ever get you well!" She leaned over and briefly, kissed his forehead before playing with a loose thread on the armrest as she kept singing, her other hand playing with Leon's blonde hair.
"Oh, no, I do not hook up, up, I go slow
So if you want me, I don't come cheap
Keep your hand in my hand, your heart on your sleeve
Oh, no, I do not hook up, up, I fall deep
'Cause the more that you try the harder I'll fight to say
'Cause I feel, the distance
Between us, could be over
With the snap of your finger, Oh, no!" She sang softly with a lot of emotion, giving her something to help her stay away from daydreams that would never happen. For a few moments she managed to keep it away and stay awake, but she lost without much resistance, not particularly against dreaming of a fantasy.
'Oh, no, I do not hook up, up, I go slow
So if you want me, I don't come cheap
Keep your hand in my hand, your heart on your sleeve
Oh, no, I do not hook up, up, I fall deep
'Cause the more that you try the harder I'll fight
To say, 'cause the more that you try the harder I'll fight, to say goodnight
Oh, sweetheart put the bottle down
'Cause you don't wanna miss out…'
"I love you, Leon," She murmured shyly, black hair hiding her shy blush.
"I love you too Cyn," Leon smiled, a light blush spreading across his cheeks as he reached over and gently grasped her hand, lacing their fingers together before dipping his head while she leaned up on her toes and he shyly kissed her, both teens faces lit with a shy blush.
Little did she know Leon was doing that same thing, dreaming about a relationship that wouldn't ever happen between them… or so they both thought. That's how Holly found them, both of them asleep, Leon's head in Cynthia's lap, the girl's fingers resting motionless in his golden blonde hair.
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Bree – cheerfulcuriosity
Jay – perfectgrumpytone
Holly – emeraldintelligencequeen
Fini – gingerandwhiteteenager
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