I woke up this morning and the strong arms that held me all last night had vanished into thin air. The sheets beside me were empty, but someone had definately slept there last night. Memories came back to me in short flashes that were a little blurry. Suddenly, the door opended and in walked Cody in a pair of blue jeans and no shirt on. I've seen him like this before, I've actually seen him with less on than this, but something hit me hard. I had to force myself not to stare at his nicely toned body or his lovely tan. "Hey Bubbles, you okay?", he asked with a look of concern on his angelic face. "I think so, do you have a shirt I could put on? I mean I'm wearing my boyshorts, but I need a shirt." He looked me up and down and then looked away when he realized that he had been staring just a little bit too long. I got up and followed him into his closet with only my bra and boyshorts on, while he got me a shirt.

As he turned around he let out a small gasp, as if he was surprised at my half nakedness. The white button up shirt he gave me was comfortable and it smelled just like him. It was the same smell from when we were kids in school, it had never changed. Unfortunately, the white sirt was no match for the hot pink and bright yellow bra that was showing through the very thin fabric. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to find him eating cereal at the bar. "Wow Codes, you call that breakfast?", I said smiling softly. He gave me one in return and I sat down on the barstool beside him."This is what I eat every morning when I'm home." I knew better than that. When we worked at the bakery, we ate cupcakes all morning. "Only when you can't have cupcakes?", I said cocking my eyebrow. "Yea, Bubbles. When they're aren't any cupcakes."I laughed and put my head on his bare shoulder. He smelt REALLY good.

We decided that I needed to go home and change before we went to catch a movie, because they probably wouldn't want to see me in just a t-shirt. I had taken a shower at Cody's earlier when he went to the gym. His house was so warm and inviting compared to my little apartment in the more crowded part of town. It was always loud and busy in the streets sometimes causing me to stay awake all night long. I threw on a pair of short shorts and a tank top and met Cody in the living room. "You ready Codes?", I asked. "Yea, lets go.", he said taking my hand. Little jolts of electricity jumped from his hand to my hand when they touched. To be honest, his hands felt good around mine, sometimes almost too good. The car ride to the movie theater was very interesting. Cody looked at me out of the corner of his eye the entire time, obviously seeing something he liked. I just wondered if maybe he felt the same way for me that I felt for him.

He let me pick out the movie, so I picked Eclipse. I had already seen it twice, but lets face it..the movie was great. We sat on the top row all the way at the end of the right side. Not only did I cry when they were in the tent, but at the end when she was talking to Jacob. Which team am I on? Well, I'm Team Edward for the most part, but at sometie I lean more toward Switzerland. Never, NEVER am I Team Jacob. I think its because he acts a little too immature for Bella at times. That's just my opinion, so don't get yourself into a tizzy about it. Cody. Well, Cody just sat and watched me the entire time. I told him that he could've suggested another movie, but he said he just wanted to make me happy. I truley believed him. He can really be a sweetheart when he wants to be. When he got voted "Most Attractive" for the WWE and demanded he be called "Dashing", I wouldn't call him that. Eventually, he gave in and said that that I didn't have to call him Dashing Cody Rhodes. My best friend has more respect for me than that.

The sun was setting and Cody and I were sitting outside by pool drinking Sweet Tea. He took me home to get my stuff, since i was going to end up here anyway. Atlanta was pretty at night; the colors of the setting sun complemented the balance of the heat. When we were younger on Thursday nights we would walk into the city and buy ice cream to eat by the lake. That was our "sharing time", I guess you could call it. We told each other everything from our deepest secrets to our silliest fears. Usually mine won. Some still bothered me today like fearing that people won't like me or fearing that I'll never fall in love. Just then, I was underwater. Oh no he didn't! Yes. He did. As I resurfaced, I saw him standing by the edge laughing. I gripped his ankle and he fell in right beside his head bobbled up, I swam gently to his side and onto his back. "That wasn't nice Lyd.", he said wiping the water off of his face. "Never said I was nice, did I Code?", I replied and kissed his neck. The man was tempting me just by breathing, but I couldn't tell him. What if he didn't feel the same way? Then the friendship would be ruined too. Why does God make love complicated?