my boys

.:Amu's POV:.

I laid on my bed that evening and thought about everything. Wal-Mart, my job, my parents, and even Ikuto.

I thought about Ikuto the most. His soft, dark blue hair. His piercing midnight blue eyes. He even kissed me! Twice!

I still didn't understand it though. It was…well, awkward. I never think about Ikuto in that way. I zei the last part out loud.

"So u do think about me, Amu."

I jumped. Was that-? "GET OUT OF MY ROOM, STUPID PERV!" I yelled.

"Shh…You might wake the city if u do that."

I looked down at my bed. How the heck did he get in here! No way… "Why are u in here,...