The drive to Will's house was insanely awkward, to say the least. Will and Clay were chatting away about the video they filmed a couple of days ago but I was sat in the back, thinking. I kept replaying what just happened only minutes ago in my head over and over again. So many unanswered questions running through my head.
"Bella?" I hear Will say. I snap my head up to look at him through the interior mirror and that's when I notice Clay's work. The right side of my neck was covered in love bites, and they weren't subtle at all. My eyes widen and I instantly pull my hair over my neck, my cheeks burning bright red.
"What is it Will?" I ask, trying to act normal.
"Are you thinking of flying to Florida soon?" He asks me.
"Why would I?" I ask, too busy thinking about how I'm going to hide my neck from my family.
"To visit me." Clay speaks up, turning around to face me with a smile. I shoot him a death glare and try to point to my neck, informing him of his upcoming death as soon as we're alone. He looks at my neck and bites his lip to stop himself from laughing. I glare at him even more, "Maybe I will." I say after a short while, "I'd like to meet Patches."
"Of course it's Patches you're going to want to see." Clay chuckles with Will.
When we arrive back at Will's house, Clay goes to his room to pack while Nikkie steals me away to catch up. She drags me, quite literally, into Will's room and starts streaming. "Hello everyone, I'm here today with a special guest. It's DAY!" She says and I move my hand into the frame, waving.
"Hello, everyone." I greet the chat and everyone seems to freak out about the impromptu hand reveal. Nikkie and I start answering most of the questions that chat asks us and generally messing about. Stupidly, I tuck my hair behind my ear again, forgetting about the marks on my neck and unfortunately, Nikkie notices instantly. "Um, Day. What's that?" She asks, pointing to my neck. My eyes widen and my cheeks turn bright red. She bursts out laughing and decides to end the stream to interrogate me.
"Bella! Show me, oh my God." She giggles and moves my hair out of the way to fully see my neck, "Who did that to you?"
I turn even redder at the question, "Clay." I mumble, and she bursts out laughing.
"Bella! Oh my God. You've seen each other for like 3 days." She laughs, "How did this happen?"
"It was earlier today, I was jokingly making him jealous, and then, well, things got out of hand." I say sheepishly.
"Is he a good kisser then?" She asks, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. I start fiddling with my hands, not wanting to admit the truth to her.
"Bella?" She says, trying to get me to answer her question.
"I-I don't know." I admit.
Her eyes widen and her mouth drops to the floor. "He did THAT to your neck but he hasn't had the balls to kiss you?" She asks shocked and I stay silent. After yet another laughing fit, she asks another 20 million questions.
"Why hasn't he kissed you yet?" She asks curiously.
"Well, every time we were about to, we kept getting interrupted." I tell her.
"Yet you had time to get your neck into that state?" She asks, raising her eyebrow.
"Well, I had to keep talking to my mum so kissing wouldn't work." I say, embarrassed, "Over the phone that is." I clarify, not really helping my case.
Nikkie's eyebrows raise in shock and a smirk appears on her lips.
"And now he's leaving in a few hours." I say sadly. Nikkie smiles sadly and pulls me into a hug.
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Princess | Dream
Fanfiction"Unnecessarily dramatic as usual." He comments. "I'm not being dramatic!" "Tell it to the judge." Silence falls as I search my brain for a witty comeback. "That's a dumb saying." I say. That was lame. Dream laughs. "Couldn't think of anything better...
