I woke up to the oh so familiar voice of Jonathan Cook. Walking downstairs I was tackled before I could say anything.
"Jonathan Cook! Get. Off. Me." I said as best as could while being crushed. He jumped off and helped me up, laughing. I got up and fixed my 2 sizes too big pyjama shirt before noticing that all the guys were there.
"Caleb you could have told me!"
"Told you what?"
"You know what." I said through my teeth, gesturing towards his band that were seated in the lounge room.
"The guys have seen you in your pyjamas before." He shrugged, walking back over to them. Right, he didn't know about the Kyle issue. That explains why he allowed me to wander down in my underwear and a large shirt.
I went straight back upstairs and put a pair of shorts on for under my shirt. Coming back downstairs I saw Kyle in a corner talking to Austin. It looked like Austin was giving him advice. Advice about Mindy, I bet. Turning to Jonathan, I hugged him and he started laughing.
"You can hug me, but I can't hug you." He joked.
"You didn't hug me, you tackled me!" I laughed, as he playfully pouted.
"Don't you dare chicken out!" I heard Austin raise his voice, still in the corner with Kyle. Great, now Austin wanted Kyle and Mindy back together. How did I have chance? Kyle lived by Austin and Jonathon's advice. Maybe I could get Jonathon on my side. No, that would involve telling him, that wouldn't work.
"I'm giving you a week. If you don't tell her, I will." Austin said, getting up and going to join Marc on the couch, playing the Wii. I refused to play because I always made a fool of myself. Playing the Wii is something I never did. Sitting out on the patio, Kyle came out and joined me.
"Too chaotic in there?" He asked, sitting beside me on the chair swing.
"Yeah, I refuse to be around whenever the Wii is being used." I smiled at Kyle, receiving a smile in return. Funny how he wasn't mine yet his smile would warm me up inside.
"Hey, I've been thinking and there's som-"Kyle started before he was cut off by Marc walking out and asking us if we were up for going out today. I looked at Kyle and he had a look on his face said "Never mind." Sighing, I agreed and Kyle and I went to join the others inside.
"Uh, I better get dresses." I announced, going upstairs and putting on a different pair of shorts and my favourite shirt. Pulling on my converse, I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in." I muttered, sitting down on the end of my bed to tie up my shoes. It was Kyle.
"Hi, can I sit?"He asked and I nodded.
"Listen, uh, I have to tell you something." He started and I turned to face him.
"I was going to say this before I was interrupted but, I really like you Amelia. It just took Being cheated on to make me realise it was true."
I was quiet and just looked at him, he stared back.
"Amelia?"
"Yeah, I head you Kyle." I whispered, not wanting to make my feelings so obvious.
'Well, what do you think?"
"I think I loved you before Mindy did." I said, looking away, not wanting to see his face. Great plan that was, he just turned me back to facing him.
He leant towards and, our faces were just inches apart when Caleb burst in, wondering what was taking me so long.
"Oh." He walked out, closing the door behind himself.
"We should go." Kyle said with a smile. I jumped up and he followed me downstairs.
***
"Did you seriously buy that?" I questioned, as Austin walked out of one of the shops. I could barely contain my laughter. Pulling the shirt out of the bag, I waved it around.
"Someone's self-absorbed!" Marc could only just get out because of the fits of laughter we had all erupted in.
"Normal people don't buy shirts from their own band!" I choked out, Austin just went red and snatched the shirt back. Soon afterwards I felt bad when random people on the street laughed as they walked past. Poor Austin. We all got in Kyle's car and dropped everyone home. Arriving at mine and Caleb's, Kyle got out and we went for a walk. Just me and Kyle. This was becoming a frequent activity.
We ended up at the skate park. Typical Kyle, it was always beaches, music stores or skate parks.
"Are you serious?" I asked as we sat on the half-pipe.
"It's empty. I really want to talk to you."
"To say what?" I asked, looking at him, seriously.
"This." he whispered, leaning in so that our lips met. The kiss was soft but filled with so much emotion. When I pulled away I had no words, all I could do was smile.
Welcome back, heart. Meet romance.
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