Chapter 28 : Unprepared

Every day seemed the same to me. Boring and depressing. But today felt different. The sky was gloomy and heavy drops of rain fell as the wind howled harshly outside, hitting trees and knocking on windows. Dread.

I dreaded the rest of the day. I admit It was the perfect day to stay indoors and layup in front of the tv and binge watch unrealistic life through a screen.

School was canceled because of the so-called "storm".

But hey I wasn't complaining.

The house was normally quiet, but today it wasn't which I found weird. Mom and harmony were in the kitchen making dinner, Harley sat in his room upstairs most likely playing the game.

And here I was, lying comfortably on the couch watching the kissing booth for the thousandth time.

I was trying to focus on my favorite part where Noah kisses Ell during her rambling at the booth, but for some reason, I couldn't. But I knew exactly why.

It's all I've been thinking about since it happened.

Speak of the devil.

The front door opens and quickly shuts and I knew exactly who it was. I felt his presents from afar and slightly shivered. Because of him and because of the gust of wind that invited itself inside.

"Damon? Honey, what are you doing coming here with the weather like this?" Mom rushed towards him quickly, wrapping a towel around his shoulders.

"My mom is stuck at work and It was boring at my house," He chuckled and wrapped the towel more around his frame.

I couldn't help but admire the water droplets that fell from his hair and perfectly sculpted face. His hair was damped, sticking to his forehead from the rain and his clothes were soaked, but he still looked good.

I hated myself for thinking like this.

"Alright, well you get warmed up and steal some of Harley's clothes," Mom ran her fingers through his hair in a motherly manner and smiled before heading back into the kitchen.

His eyes met with mine. He stared for so long I ended up having to break the eye contact.

I huffed and bought the heavy blanket up to my neck and tried focusing more on the tv.

I thought Damon would have run upstairs where Harley was but no. Instead, he chose to sit next to me and I cringed. Not because of him, but because of the couch that is now wet from his soaked clothes.

I continued to ignore his gaze and cover half of my face with the blanket, blocking Damon from my sight. But that didn't help.

I still felt his stare.

Great. Now I'm uncomfortable in my own home.

I frowned.

As much as I felt extremely nervous about Damon being next to me, that wasn't what felt so off about today.

It was something else. Something felt extremely off about today and it's killing me to know what.

It feels like an extremely tense moment in a movie where something unexpected or crazy is about to happen and the music becomes louder by the second.

Gosh, the suspense is killing me!

I wish that something would just happen all ready!

I'm dying over here!

"You know, if our story was a bit different we'd be just like Noah and Ell," Damon whispered into my ear making me jump in surprise.

I took a deep shaky breath.

"What?" I questioned in a whisper.

"The best friend with his brother thing. So cliche though, right?" He snickered and stole some of my blankets, moving dangerously closer.

"The only difference is they end up together because Lee is a civil person who cares about his best friend's feelings. Noah and Ell's situation wasn't even that big of a deal, not to me anyway," I shrugged my shoulders and continued watching the tv, afraid to look him in the eyes.

If I did, all that would come to mind is his lips on mine and how much I wanted him to kiss me again.

"You don't think we could end up like Noah and Ell?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, trying to get me to focus on him. But I didn't dare look.

"No," I simply said and he pouted.

"Aw, now what's the fun in that, hm muffin?" I closed my eyes for a second before sighing.

I completely ignored his remark, "We have to talk."

I finally turned away from the tv and looked Damon in the eyes and yes I so regret it.

As I stared into his beautiful eyes, my heart tingled.

His eyes roamed my face before his eyes stopped at my lips. My head began to spin a bit and I prayed to god that he wouldn't kiss me as much as I wanted him too, It just made feel even more stupid.

"Talk about what?" He said, inching closer to my face.

"A-About un, t-the-" I sucked in a breath as Damon's lips hovered over mine and he brushed them against mine softly. My heart did a flip.

"Spit it out muffin."

"T-The um, k-k-"

"Kiss?" He whispered and slowly connected his lips onto mine once again. My heart began to beat quickly and my head turned into fuzz as his lips moved against mine softly and I found mine doing the same. His lips tasted like candy.

His hand gripped the side of my neck as he tilted my head back some. My fingers slowly tangled between his still slightly wet hair. I accidentally bit onto his lip and heard him groan against my lips, kissing me a bit harder.

Stop this.

"I know you want this just as bad as I do," He whispered in between kisses.

I do. I really do.

But I can't.

So pulled away. I pushed at his chest and sat up, breathing heavily and I banged my palm against my head. I'm so freaking stupid!

Stupid!

Stupid!

Stupid!

"Hey, hey stop that," Damon gripped my hands and I took deep breaths.

"Don't mess up that pretty little head," He slightly smiled and I pulled my hands away, running my fingers through my hair.

His kiss lingered and tingled on my lips.

"Stop it. Stop doing that!" I whispered yelled, hoping my mom or sister wouldn't hear.

"Every time I try to tell you something you don't want to hear, y-you shut me up with your goddamn lips and I completely lose my train of thought!"

I paused for a second.

"I can't Damon, ok. I just can't anymore-" I cut myself off and tried calming down before I began to get loud.

I opened my mouth to speak again when a phone rang. I froze.

That feeling.

That strange feeling came back instantly.

"Hermione, that's my phone, can you answer it, please? If it's work tell them I'm busy!" Mom yelled from the kitchen but I already had her phone in hand.

Unknown.

My stomach began doing flips and I wondered if it was because of the kiss Damon and I just shared minutes ago or a brand new feeling.

"Who is it!?" She yelled.

"Unknown number!" I yelled back and continued eyeing the phone.

"Oh, ok just let it ring!"

But I couldn't just let it ring. That ringing felt so different to me for some reason like it's telling me to answer. I stared at the caller ID for a few more seconds, debating on if I should go with my gut.

Answer it.

And so I did.

I slid the button to the right to answer and sat the phone onto my ear. At first, all I heard was heavy breathing on the other line and shivered.

"Hello?"

The person on the other line sighed before speaking and just like that everything around me stopped. Time was frozen and I was hit with a wind of memories.

His voice rang through my ear and out the other.

My heart stung and broke even more.

Tears fell from my eyes non-stop as he continued calling my name. His voice sounded different but I knew exactly who it was when I heard him speak.

The phone slipped from my hand and fell to the ground. It hit with a loud muffled bang. I slid from the couch and onto the floor, pulled my knees up to my chest and I hugged them for dear life.

I heard voices around me but they were all muffled.

Everyone tried to get my attention but I ignored them. I knew they were there, I just couldn't find my voice and control my thoughts.

All my life I've been waiting for the moment he'd call and everything would seem ok.

But I was unprepared.

unprepared for those longing memories.

Everything seemed to spin around and all I could see was blurry faces and hear distant voices.

My head was pounding against my forehead and I felt hot. My throat felt like it was going to close on me. My eyes began slowly closing.

"Dad?"

It was the last thing I whispered before the room turned into darkness and my body went limp.