and sprinkles still stuck in our hair from our momentary food fight. We took a moment to help clean each other up, pausing to kiss one another, the sweetness of the dessert lacing each one of them. I sat back in my seat as he pulled out onto the road, and suddenly, I wanted to cry. One minute it felt like I was on cloud nine, then the next it felt hard to breathe. I brushed it off and squeezed his hand.
I decided to have him take us somewhere special to me, hoping to make the night last just a bit longer. After our drive back to town, I directed him to the street where the restaurant I worked at was located. We got out of the car and I grabbed his hand as we darted behind the building. There was a ladder attached to the back of the Pizza Shack, one that I used quite frequently. I quickly scanned the area making sure no one saw us and started to climb. Avery quickly followed my lead. A moment later, we were standing on the rooftop overlooking the rest of the buildings on the street. I took his hand again and pulled him over to a small storage shed that was up there for miscellaneous stuff. I put in the combination to the lock and within seconds, I was grabbing out my guitar and some blankets I’d bought from the thrift store. For the most part, I figured the instrument was safer here.
“You are just full of surprises, you know that?” Avery said with a grin on his face, taking the blankets from me and laying them out on the roof for us to sit on.
We settled down on the blankets and I handed him the guitar.
“Can you please play for me? I’ve been dying to see you in action,” I asked coyly.
He gave me a smirk and took it, “Only if you sing for me afterward.”
I let my mouth hang open in the pretense of shock, “Oh come on! You’re the one in a band! Don’t you perform for people all the time?”
I watched as his eyes fell down to the blanket and he sucked on his bottom lip, “Yeah, but they don’t make me nervous.”
It was hard not to notice the way my heart started to beat just a little harder after he spoke.
“I m—make you nervous?” I said barely above a whisper. He lifted his gaze to mine and nodded.
There went my heart again, rapidly starting to pound away against my chest.
I swallowed and chewed on my lip, “Well, you know what they say. You’ll just have to picture your audience naked.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I couldn’t believe I’d said it. From the look on Avery’s face, he couldn’t either. His eyes widened and I watched as his Adam’s apple moved up and down as he swallowed. Oh my. He let out a strained laugh and took the guitar into his arms to get ready to play.
“Well, as long as I have your permission.”
He started strumming the guitar almost instantly, not giving me a chance to say anything else. I was starting to tremble. I was way too nervous for this. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I wasn’t ready! Or maybe it was just him. I looked up from my hands as his voice rang out over the soft guitar melody. My breath hitched. He was singing a familiar song about craving someone, wanting and needing them in every way. It made my mouth go dry and my palms start to sweat. Avery was remarkable, and there was no doubt about that. I know people say that all the time, but this boy with a guitar was something magnificent. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. When he finished, he did a little bow as I clapped.
“You are amazing! Those rock star dreams of yours don’t seem so far-fetched if you ask me,” I said with a huge smile, brushing some hair behind my ear. He smiled back.
“Thanks. A boy can dream. Now it’s your turn. I was serious. I can’t leave without hearing your voice again.”
As soon as the words left his lips it was like someone sucker punched me in the stomach.
This wasn’t supposed to hurt this much. His eyes searched mine as he waited for a response.
“I’d rather hear more about your band,” I mumbled, a pathetic attempt at changing the
I decided to have him take us somewhere special to me, hoping to make the night last just a bit longer. After our drive back to town, I directed him to the street where the restaurant I worked at was located. We got out of the car and I grabbed his hand as we darted behind the building. There was a ladder attached to the back of the Pizza Shack, one that I used quite frequently. I quickly scanned the area making sure no one saw us and started to climb. Avery quickly followed my lead. A moment later, we were standing on the rooftop overlooking the rest of the buildings on the street. I took his hand again and pulled him over to a small storage shed that was up there for miscellaneous stuff. I put in the combination to the lock and within seconds, I was grabbing out my guitar and some blankets I’d bought from the thrift store. For the most part, I figured the instrument was safer here.
“You are just full of surprises, you know that?” Avery said with a grin on his face, taking the blankets from me and laying them out on the roof for us to sit on.
We settled down on the blankets and I handed him the guitar.
“Can you please play for me? I’ve been dying to see you in action,” I asked coyly.
He gave me a smirk and took it, “Only if you sing for me afterward.”
I let my mouth hang open in the pretense of shock, “Oh come on! You’re the one in a band! Don’t you perform for people all the time?”
I watched as his eyes fell down to the blanket and he sucked on his bottom lip, “Yeah, but they don’t make me nervous.”
It was hard not to notice the way my heart started to beat just a little harder after he spoke.
“I m—make you nervous?” I said barely above a whisper. He lifted his gaze to mine and nodded.
There went my heart again, rapidly starting to pound away against my chest.
I swallowed and chewed on my lip, “Well, you know what they say. You’ll just have to picture your audience naked.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I couldn’t believe I’d said it. From the look on Avery’s face, he couldn’t either. His eyes widened and I watched as his Adam’s apple moved up and down as he swallowed. Oh my. He let out a strained laugh and took the guitar into his arms to get ready to play.
“Well, as long as I have your permission.”
He started strumming the guitar almost instantly, not giving me a chance to say anything else. I was starting to tremble. I was way too nervous for this. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I wasn’t ready! Or maybe it was just him. I looked up from my hands as his voice rang out over the soft guitar melody. My breath hitched. He was singing a familiar song about craving someone, wanting and needing them in every way. It made my mouth go dry and my palms start to sweat. Avery was remarkable, and there was no doubt about that. I know people say that all the time, but this boy with a guitar was something magnificent. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. When he finished, he did a little bow as I clapped.
“You are amazing! Those rock star dreams of yours don’t seem so far-fetched if you ask me,” I said with a huge smile, brushing some hair behind my ear. He smiled back.
“Thanks. A boy can dream. Now it’s your turn. I was serious. I can’t leave without hearing your voice again.”
As soon as the words left his lips it was like someone sucker punched me in the stomach.
This wasn’t supposed to hurt this much. His eyes searched mine as he waited for a response.
“I’d rather hear more about your band,” I mumbled, a pathetic attempt at changing the
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