Quinthia

part 19

we were an hour away from home and i decide to call quinton because we shouldn't fight about my idiot brother, i waited a couple seconds and he didn't pick up, it went straight to voicemail.
is he ignoring me? is he not in love with me anymore? a tear rolls down my face following many more.

Quintons POV:
i was sleeping and heard my phone ring, i grabbed my phone to see who it was and it was cynthia, i was going to answer but then jaden grabbed my phone

jaden: ohh who is this? cynthiaaa i bet your gonna go crawling back to her now

quinton: just give me back my phone

jaden: no! your not a pussy (i'm not implying that a "pussy" is weak but i don't have anymore words to use sorry if this offended you)

quinton: dude give it back!

jaden: no can do

and then the phone stopped ringing

quinton: what the fuck jaden!

jaden: you'll get your phone back once we arrive, i don't want to hear you guys crying

i angrily turned my head towards the window and waited until we got back

Cynthias POV:
i managed to wipe all the tears from my face when we arrived

cynthia: thanks guys for dropping me off i love you

and with that, i hugged them both and got out of the car, i tried leaving as fast as i could because i didn't know if i could hold in my tears any longer. i see quinton sitting in josh's car and jaden and josh switching because josh was coming home. i try not to make i contact with quinton because i didn't want to ball my eyes out in front of everyone.
i unlocked the house and went up straight to my room and layed down on my bed crying, i didn't care if josh heard me, i just couldn't keep it in anymore. i kept crying until i saw quinton climbing up my window

cynthia: q-q-quinton?

quinton: yes baby it's me

he sat beside me hugging me

cynthia: why are you here

quinton: i left the car before jaden noticed so i can see you

cynthia: ok but why? you probably hate me

quinton: baby i could never hate you, i love you

he started kissing my head and tightened the hug

cynthia: i love you too, but why didn't you pick up my call?

quinton: i tried to but jaden was being an asshole and wouldn't give me my phone

cynthia: can you stay the night? i don't want to be alone

quinton: of course

we layed down and i snuggled into his chest, tears kept rolling down my face but i don't know why, i tried wiping them away but then quinton noticed

quinton: what's wrong, why are you crying

cynthia: i-i don't know-

but before i could say another word, quinton lifted me up so my head was at the crook of his neck, i look up and he gently kissed my lips, repeatedly pulling away and kissing me again. i start to smile at how cute he was and i pulled his head towards me and passionately kissed him.

quinton: i hate that i'm the reason for you crying, i'm so sorry

cynthia: baby don't apologize, i don't know what's wrong with me.

quinton: there's nothing wrong with you, your perfect

he put his head on mine and we layed there until we both fell asleep.
this is how they looked like