The pain was almost unbearable for me to even stand, so I snuggle deeper into Anthony's side, he smiles and I couldn't but help to poke his dimple. His eyes fluttered open and look at me.
"What are you doing, Boo?" He sits up up and leans back on his elbows.
I shrug my shoulders. "Poking your dimple." Anthony chuckles, kissing my head.
"Too cute," I blush at his comment. "Ian you're by far the best thing that has walked in on my life."
"Well, Anthony Padilla you're are the best thing that has ever happened to me," I kiss the tip of his nose. I roll over on top of him. I rest my head on his chest, I carefully listen to the beat of his heart.
I want to lay like this all day, but I know we're going to eventually get up to eat food to live. Sometimes things don't turn out the way I would hope them to. I look at the clock and it's only nine in the afternoon.
"Anthony, it's nine in the afternoon we absolutely need to get up," I lift up, but only to get pulled back down on top of Anthony. "Anthony," I squeal at the sudden movement.
"Can we just have another lazy day?" Anthony whines, giving me the puppy dog eyes. Damn his charm on me and his puppy dog eyes... (Of course.).
"Fine," I exasperatedly reply. "But first--"
"Let me take a selfie," Anthony intervenes with his Sebastian voice.
"Shut up," I playfully smack his chest. "But seriously we need to eat something: otherwise we might die of starvation." As quick as I said that Anthony was up and out of the door. Only to return with tons of gamer's food... (Commonly know as junk food.).
"I bring fourth an offering, food of course," he sounds like he's from one of Shakespere's plays. "First I bring Pop tarts, potato chips of many flavours and kinds, soda, and Etc., now eat peasant," he demands, let me tell you his demanding voice i a major turn-on.
I pick up a strawberry pop tart and a controller.
***
After beating Anthony's ass at games besides plat former. We decide to play Truth or Dare.
"Anthony, truth or dare," I ask him winking.
"Truth," he says almost to quickly to be full of composure.
"Who was your first crush?" I ask, already knowing the answer, but a last lets keep the game interesting and fun. Or lets keep the fire going.
"You, duh," Anthony puts me in a deadly headlock giving me a nooige. "Okay, my turn. Ian, truth or dare?"
"I ain't no pussy, so dare," I snap my fingers.
Anthony devilishly smirks. "Lick me up and down the chest," he request.
I lift up his shirt and do my dare.
***
An hour after our shenanigans and our careless conversations, the conversations now are becoming serious.
"What will the fans think?" Or, "when will we announce to the fans?" Where the questions filling up our thoughts.
"Maybe when we're deeper into the relationship?" Was Anthony's suggestion, which didn't sound that bad at the moment.
"No, we need to tell them sooner or they'll find out from outside information," I think of all my other friends dying for us to come out to the fans.
"Right, but let start off easy with telling our families," I nod along and that's the plan we have set up.
{A\N: What's up Oreos? I'm sorry my chapters keep getting shorter and shorter by the week, I'm working on it. I may or may not have another chapter up tomorrow depends on my schedule. See you later. -Olivia}
