Another chapter for you guys! I had this idea in my mind for a while but I never got around to actually writing it. I hope you like it!
Abed didn't mention the kiss. He said absolutely nothing. The whole week. And, again, I felt insanely awkward around him. This had to stop. I wanted to finally know where I stood with him.
It was a Friday night. I sat in front of my laptop, mindlessly searching summer's new styles. Just as I clicked a picture of a navy blue sundress with large pink roses, Troy popped into my room. I spun my pink polka dot PB teen desk chair to face the doorway in which he was standing. He was smiling brightly but looked slightly nervous.
"What's up, Troy?" I asked, cautiously.
"I'm going on a date with Britta tonight." Troy said, grinning.
"Troy! That's great! When did this happen?"
"I asked her today after the rest of the study group left," Troy said, contently, "I just came in to say that I'm leaving now. Have fun with Abed."
"Oh," I said, my spirits dimming after I realized what this meant, "Well, have fun tonight."
"Thanks, Annie," Troy said.
Then, he strode out of my room and towards the front door. I turned back around towards my open laptop after I heard the door slam. I sighed, imagining a night in my room avoiding Abed. I closed the door to my room and continued with my shopping.
About an hour later, I decided to sneak out of my room and snag a bag of pretzels to take back with me. I cautiously opened the door and tip toed out. I snuck into the deserted kitchen and stole into the pantry. I snatched up the pretzels and tiptoed out. I stepped delicately into the dark hallway and suddenly ran into a wall of soft muscle. I yelped.
"What are you doing, Annie?" Abed asked, curiously, eyeing the bag of pretzels in my hand.
"Um…I just grabbed a bag of pretzels from the pantry," I replied.
"Oh. You were so quiet in there that I thought you were asleep. But since you're not, do you want to watch a movie with me?"
"Sure," I said on impulse then, cursed myself.
"Cool. Cool, cool, cool."
I followed him to the couch and sat beside him, keeping a gap between us.
"What movie are we watching?" I asked, in need of a conversation topic.
"Pan's Labyrinth. I've wanted to see it for a while now," Abed replied.
He pressed play and I watched as the titles swarm in Spanish. We sat in a peaceful quiet for a while. Then, Pan, the creepy looking faun, jumped out at Ofelia, the little girl. I moved closer to Abed, absentmindedly, and curled my legs up underneath me. His gaze is still riveted to the screen so, I turn my attention back as well.
As the film went along, I realized how much I liked it, and how much I liked just sitting here with Abed. Why couldn't Abed and I just be friends and be happy with it? Then, I realized I could never be content if Abed was in reach and I couldn't have him. I refocused on the movie, determined to enjoy it fully and stop thinking about Abed. Then, the general is confronting two rabbit hunters. It seemed as though I chose the wrong moment on which to affix my attention, as the general stabs one of the hunters. I shielded my eyes with a yelp and turned away into Abed's side. I tried to look back but the stabbing is still going on and still quite gruesome. So I spent the next thirty seconds burrowed in Abed, smelling his chocolate scent. He doesn't seem to mind though.
"It's over now, Annie," Abed said.
"Oh. Sorry about that. I can't really take blood or violence," I said, feeling embarrassed.
"No, it's cool."
"Oh. Ok."
We both turn back to the movie. I felt Abed put his arm around my shoulders and, I snuggled in closer to him. The rest of the movie seems to fly by. When it was finally over, he got up and took the disc out then sat back down on the couch.
"So, did you like it?" he asked.
"Yeah, I did. It was really good!" I replied, "But I'll probably have nightmares tonight."
"I'll stay with you."
"W-what?" I squeaked.
"If you want, I can sleep in your room with you. On the ground, of course," he said, quickly. It almost made me think that he was nervous.
"Ok, sure. How about we sleep out here on the couch?"
"Cool. Cool, cool, cool." Abed replied.
"Just let me get in my pajamas."
With that, I left for my room. Shutting it behind me, breathing heavily. Ok, Annie, calm down. You're just sleeping in the same room as him. It's not a big deal. I slipped into a pair of white silk boxers with little navy blue anchors on them and a navy blue silk cami. Then, I gathered up a couple of blankets and brought them out to the couch, awaiting my first sleepover with Abed.
He came out of the blanket fort wearing his same green flannel pajamas. He sat beside me on the couch.
"So, our first sleepover! Won't this be fun," I said.
He merely nodded at my lame attempt of conversation. He started to gather blankets and spread them out neatly on the ground.
"Oh, Abed! You can share the pull out couch with me."
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking at me uncertainly.
"Yeah, it's fine. It's pretty big."
He picked up the blankets from the ground and placed them on the fold out bed. We both lay down on our respective sides. It was pitch black dark, now. I could still make out the Abed's silhouette, though.
"Annie?" he said into the darkness after a while.
"Yeah, Abed?"
"Oh, good, you're still awake. That makes it much easier."
"Wha-" I said before Abed's lips came down over mine. He cupped my cheek with his hand and started kissing me passionately. It only took me a second to come out of the shock and kiss him back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
We both pulled away when we were totally out of breath.
"I've wanted to do that for I don't know how long," Abed said, breathlessly.
"Me too."
His arms went around my waist and pulled me close. I rested my head against his chest and sighed, utterly content.
I fell asleep sometime after that and when I awoke an hour or so later, the lights were on in the apartment.
"What's going on?" Troy asked, his shocked voice coming from somewhere near my and Abed's heads. We both looked up towards Troy, Abed's arms still wrapped around my barely clothed torso.
"Oh, hey, Troy," Abed said sleepily.
"What are you doing!" Troy cried in shock.
Abed untangled himself from me and sat up on the bed to face Troy fully.
"Did you guys-" Troy asked, bewildered.
"Troy, calm down. You knew this would happen. But don't worry I won't let it interfere with Dreamatorium time," Abed said.
"W-wh-wha-what?" Troy asked still bemused.
"Annie and I kissed and realized our true passion. That's all that happened."
Troy screamed and ran into the blanket fort.
"Well, I think he took it quite well," Abed said.