I Wish I could Fight you, but I can't

Chapter 17

A/N: I'm baaack ;) 

Chapter Seventeen

Tori's POV

I inhale sharply, taking in the scent of old popcorn, candles and boy shampoo. Hmm, yeah this isn't what my room smells like. I open my eyes a crack to find I'm still in Beck's RV...in his bed no less! My eyes fully open and I look down. His arm is snaked around my stomach and I'm bent to fit into his body. Oh. My. God. Are we spooning? Sh*t. I start to panic, but then I feel Beck's warm breath against neck. Steadily breathing in and out. I roll my head to the side to look at him. His eyes are closed, the bottom half his face pressed into my neck. And all my worry just slips away. I reclose my eyes and just let myself get lost in to moment, cuddling with my crush. It feels very surreal.

Beck wakes up a few minutes later and I pretend to be asleep. I can feel him keep his arm around me and reach up to grab his phone. He taps away for a little while, keeping me pressed against him. Then he pats my stomach, whispering "Tori, tori, wakey wakey" I slowly open my eyes and turn to face him, realising how close we are. Our noses are almost touching. "We should probably get you back home before you're parents think I kidnapped you" He grins and I laugh, lazily stretching my arms and legs out. He calmly slips his arm out from under me and pulls back the sheets. Neither of us speak of our random cuddling, I know for a fact that he went to sleep before me and we were back to back! I don't now how in hell we got into that position. I swing my feet around off the bed and get up, grabbing my phone from the coffee table. My eyes widen as I turn it on

3 Missed calls from Mom

4 Missed calls from Dad

4 Messages from Mom:

Tori honey, just wondering when you'll be home, it's getting kind of late xx

Tori, is everything okay?

Why aren't you answering your phone?

Victoria Vega this isn't funny, get home right now please, it's 10:00pm!

5 Messages from Dad:

Hey Tori, your mom and I are just wondering when you'll be getting back, it's time to leave your friends house now, okay? Xo

Tori, answer your calls please

We need to make sure you're okay

I will come out in my squad car looking for you!

Young lady, it is 10:30 pm, this is unacceptable, we will be having a little chat when you get home

I sigh and turn to Beck. "You're right, they do think you've kidnapped me" Beck gives a little nervous laugh. "Yeah, maybe we should've called them last night to say you were staying over" He rubs the back of his neck, the biggest tell tale sign that he's starting to panic. "Don't worry" I reassure. "I'll call them now, its okay." Beck grabs clothes from his closet and heads to the door. "I'll be in the shower, then depending on how angry your parents are, I'll take you out for breakfast, then home?" I smile and nod. "Oh, and there's some new spare tooth brushes in that drawer if you want to brush your teeth" He adds with a grin and then exits the RV. I take a deep breath, then dial my Dad's number.

"About time Victoria" He begins and I gulp. "Start explaining young lady"

"Don't freak out Dad" I warn. "I fell asleep during the movie last night and Beck let me sleep over. Nothing happened, I promise" I bite my thumbnail as he's silent.

"Mhm, is that right"

"Daddy please just relax, everything's fine!" I sigh.

"...You're not completely off the hook...but I know you're not a silly girl so I trust you" He says kindly and I exhale with relief.

"Okay, I'm really sorry for missing you and Mom's calls, my phone was on silent"

"It's alright, just make sure that you call us next time you plan a surprise sleepover"

"I will, I promise"

"You coming home now?"

"Um, I think Beck's gonna take me out for breakfast first, but we'll be straight home after!"

"...well I don't know if-"

"Please Dad!"

"Alright, but be back here by 10, otherwise I'm coming out with the lights and sirens!" He warns and I laugh.

"Okay, deal, I'll see you later dad, love you"

"love you too baby"

I hang up the phone, grateful for my super chill parents. Looking around the RV, I take in Beck's home, the art on the walls, the clothes in the closet, the pictures in frames. I pick up one of me and my friends. We're at Karaoke Dokie, when I sung freak the freak out and we all returned to watch Sikowitz perform. We got one of the waitresses to take it so we were all in it (yes, even Sikowitz!). I'm sitting between Andre and Jade. Andre's got his arm around me and I'm leaning into him. Beck's sitting on the other side next to Cat, his face practically glowing. His smile could power the whole world, I swear, I run my thumb over his face.

I'm falling hard and I can't stop myself. No matter how many times I may deny it, I am in love with Beck Oliver and I can't change that. Even though I wish I could. How would it even work – him and I being together? I would constantly be sneaking off to be Shelby Marx. And how would I even break the news to him. No. As strong as my feelings are for Beck, I have to get them out of my mind. I can't do that to him.

I pull off his LA Dodgers shirt, pausing briefly to hold it against my chest and smell his scent. I pull my jeggings and tank top back on and look over at his closet. It's kind of cold, so I pull on one of his sweaters. I'm sure he won't mind. I run my hands through my messy hair and pull out one of the toothbrushes, still in its packet. I grab a tube of toothpaste and squeeze some onto the brush. After scrubbing at my teeth for a minute, I rinse my mouth out with a bottle of water and spit it out the window (Yes it's a little unladylike but hey, who cares!). I scroll through the slap for a bit, looking at everyone's updates before I hear the door click open. Beck steps through the door, dressed in ripped jeans, a long sleeve t-shirt and an army jacket. He looks downright hot, with his soft hair perfect as always. "Hey, is that one of my sweaters?" He asks, taking his folded pyjamas and placing them under his pillow. I blush and fidget with the sleeves. "Um, yeah, it's kind of cold so-"

"It's okay" He interrupts and my face lights up with a smile. "It looks nice on you" I feel myself redden again. Beck gives me a shy smile which I love. "So breakfast?" He holds up his car keys and I get to my feet. We exit the RV and climb into Beck's Pontiac. I do up my seatbelt as he pulls out of the driveway. Beck turns on the radio and I relax as the music plays through the speakers. "So, how hungry are you?" He asks as we pull up to a crossing. My stomach answers with a growl and I glare down at it. Beck laughs lightly. "I'll take that as a very" I shoot him a smile and pat my tummy. "Yep, where we headed?" I ask, looking out the window. He changes lanes. "I just thought we could go to Consuela's, she owns a little diner and makes the best food you've ever tasted." I raise an eyebrow and smile.

"Sounds perfect" I reply. We fall into easy conversation as he drives through the streets of Los Angeles. That's how it is with Beck, easy. Natural. He pulls into a parking lot of an old style Resteraunt and we get out of the car. He holds the door open for me and I step inside. The heater's going full blast and old music plays from hidden speakers. The Resteraunt looks like it was pulled straight out of a 50's movie, with retro booths and waitresses running around in short, white cuffed dresses. I spot Beck's Consueala behind a tall counter. We make eye contact and she bursts into a smile. Tottering around the counter, she ushers us into one of the booths. "Buenos Dias Mijo, I see you brought your pretty friend again" She eyes me with a knowing smile and I blush. "Es Bueno verte de Nuevo" I reply and Beck raises an eyebrow. She hands us two menus and asks Beck if we want coffee "I'll have my usual and Tori'll have a hazelnut latte with soy milk" He smiles and Consuela gives a nod before scurrying off. I raise an eyebrow at Beck. "How do you know my order?" He slides one of the menus over to me and shrugs. "You knew mine so I figured I should know yours – you know, for future reference" A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth and I can feel my heart beat quicken. I love when he does that, it's adorable.