Teenagers

I woke up in the middle in the night. I looked down at sleeping Frank and I could faintly see his sleeping self. One arm was wrapped around my leg and the other was resting on top of my leg. His left hand was free and I got a little curious to see how our hands would fit together. I put my hand in his and it fit like a puzzle piece. A little while after I felt Frank slowly bend his fingers until they rested on top of my hand. Frank was holding my hand. In his sleep. I was so shocked but so happy. I folded my fingers down and didn’t care to untangle my hand from his. I fell asleep again. All I could think about was the fact that I was holding Frank’s hand.

**Few hours later**

I woke up to the sound of my alarm on my phone. I looked down at my hand that was still tangled in with Frank’s. I could feel my heart racing. Frank woke up not to long after I did. He looked around the room and he looked confused.

“You fell asleep during the movie so I had Ray text your mom telling her where you were”.
“Oh. Okay. Thanks for letting her know.” Frank said while he moved his arm from under my leg and realises that he was holding my hand. “Did...did I fall asleep on you and were we holding hands the entire time?” He looked at me even more confused.
“Yea. I offered for you to lay on my lap and you ended up falling asleep. I didn’t want to wake you so I let you stay there you looked pretty comfy.” I said, slightly blushing.
“Okay.. but was I holding your hand?”
“No… your hand was free… and I got curious...to see how my hand would fit in yours and then you just started holding my hand in your sleep. I wasn’t going to stop you.”
“Oh. Okay…” Frank said while still staring at our hands. He started to rub his thumb across the back of my hand and I looked at Frank to see him slightly smirking and blushing. What is he thinking about?

Ray walks out of his room and starts to walk towards the living room. Me and Frank realized we were still holding hands and quickly pulled apart from each other before Ray reached us. Frank started to sit up and looked at Ray. Ray gave me the “I knew it” face.

“Good morning, weirdos.” Ray said walking into the kitchen
“Good morning, Ray.” Me and Frank said at the same time.
“Do you guys want anything to eat?”
“No..I’m good, Thanks tho. I’m just gonna go take a shower.” I said leaning up against the kitchen counter before I started heading to the bathroom.
“Uhm..do you have any cereal?” Frank said shyly. Ray nodded and got down a bowl and a spoon for Frank and directed him the cereal cabinet.

I walked by Ray on the way to the bathroom and gave him a little smirk. As I walked by he turned around to continue looking at me all confused. I chuckled.

**after shower**
I sat back down in the living room. Frank and ray followed me. Frank sat next to me. Figured. and Ray sat in the chair. It was dead silent and all we did was look at each other. Every time I would look at Frank I would fall in love with him even more. He was so gorgeous. I could just grab his face and kiss him all over. But...I have no clue how he feels about me. He could possibly think I’m the weirdest person ever and possibly never wants to talk to me again. Now I’m confusing myself…

Notes

I'm starting to become less motivated to continue this..
Should I keep trying or make this story someone elses problem ?