The Kissing Thing

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The following morning was one of uncertainty. What do I do? What do we do? Sure we liked each other and we knew it but what were we? Were we going out? or does he want to ask me properly? These were all valid responses when you were in my position.

Suddenly I sat up, the smell of freshly cooked bacon reaching my nostrils. That never happened in my house. I glance at my clock, 6:30 flashed in my face. Too early for my mother to be awake, to late for it to be my dad, yup 12 years too late. "Ugh," I groaned, flopping back on my bed, why'd Ranger Roy have to be so perfect?!

"Mmhmm you can't blame a guy for trying~"

Hold on a minute, was that singing? It was, wasn't it? So Bucky McBoingBoing can sing after all. It was pretty good as well, and totally blackmail worthy. I smirked, now eager to jump out of bed and see Lucas. Glancing down at my clothes, I nearly get changed but stop myself when I realise that Lucas just spent the night here. Giggling, I skip out to the kitchen and leap on Lucas' back, breaking his concentration on the breakfast.

"Hey, Cowboy," I grin, giddy over the fact the he was now mine, whether it was official or not.

"What's shakin' bacon?" He replied, though it wasn't a question, gesturing to the nearly plated breakfast.

I giggled again, which was completely out of character for me, and sat down at the small two person table that sat in the worn kitchen my mother owned. "What's for breakfast?" I asked despite being able to see the food cooking.

"Fried eggs, bacon, and toast for three," Lucas answered, knowing that I would be grateful he prepared something for my mother when she woke up. And I was, hardly anyone that ever came over would think of my mother, not Riley, not Farkle, and not even Cory and Topanga would remember that I wasn't the only person in the house. But he did, every single time he slept over on a school night breakfast would be ready before either of us woke up. And I loved him for it.

Breakfast passed. We ate holding hands and shared the washing up once we were done. Then it was time to go to school and as glad as I was to be with Lucas, I couldn't help but want to just stay home and enjoy it before facing Riley, and more importantly Mr. Matthews.

"What do we do?" I asked the most important question on my mind, after we both had finished getting changed in silence.

"I don't know, do you want to tell them?" He told me, grabbing his shoes from by the door and tying his laces. Lucas always left a few clothes here just in case he stayed over, like he did last night. He's been coming over for months now, whenever one of us had a problem or were lonely in a house by ourselves. Similarly, I had a few outfits round his, though mine were hidden under his bed in case his mother found them.

"Tell them what?" I asked, needing the confirmation of what we were.

"That we're, you know, together," he blushed, grabbing my hand as I finished tying my trainers.

"I don't know," I repeated his words, "why don't we just be us and see what happens?"

"I've got a better idea," he stated, letting go of my hand to jog over to the kitchen. He returned a minute later marker in hand. I could tell where he was going.

"We need to write a flaw," I told him, grabbing the marker. On his forehead I wrote "LOVE" something as simple as that would leave people questioning his reasons behind it. Not many people would view it as a flaw but I could think of one person where his love would be a bad thing. That was for Riley.

I passed him the marker, "betrayal, please," I pleaded, I needed that to be what was on my head. I needed Riley to know that I knew my flaw but couldn't help it.

"Are you sure?" When he looked at me with that passion in his eyes at the moment I began to doubt myself but I had to do this. For Riley. Always for Riley.

Then we left, we were too late to go to Riley's first, so we walked slowly to school. Trying to keep the peacefulness in our minds when we knew that the minute we stepped through the doors at school every one would know about us.

"Hey, Lucas?" I whispered, nervousness seeping into my voice. We were nearing the school and I could see a few stray students running to school before the bell went. We were not one of those children and I wanted to make sure we were as late as we could possibly be. "Can we slow down a bit?"

"Okay," he spoke, his voice alone calmed me down enough to stop my legs from wobbling as we walked. I glanced over at him and saw him staring at me.

"What?" I asked confused, "did I forget to brush my hair or something?"

"No, I was just wondering how someone so down to earth as you could be nervous?" He chucked, causing a glare from my direction. I stopped him in his path.

"If you tell anyone, and I mean anyone, that I was nervous or anything other than calm you better be sorry to be my boyfriend." I told him, pulling at his shirt so he was my height. Oh boy. I had said it I said the 'B' word, it's not even been twenty-four hours and I'd already confirmed our status.

"Yes ma'am," he said pecking my lips, as our faces were already so close together. A blush rose on my cheeks, I was still fairly new to the whole kissing thing, especially with Lucas.

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