We sit on the couch till it's almost midnight. I turn the gaming system off and look at the moonlight glistening in Anthony's dark hair. The moonlight also showed part of his perfect jaw line and chocolate brown eyes.
He smirks and takes a step forward. My heart beats rapidly in a unfamiliar pattern.
"I know what'll calm me down," he trails a hand up my chest. He stares deeply into my eyes.
I stood there, in awe at how vulnerable I was right there. "A- Anthony, can we go to bed now?"
"Ian, your to cute, but if that's what you want then I'll give it to you. Now come along boo a certain bed is calling for us." He grabs my hand and pulls me into his room.
I pull off my shirt and Anthony does the same. Our bodies mimicked one another's. We lay in bed, no spaces in between us at all. His warmth made me sleepy and I welcome the darkness that lured me towards it.
***
We got up late and was rushing past each other grabbing things. I was the first done and was sitting on the bed watching Anthony doing his hair sloppily... (Which was kind of sexy ;)). He was now admiring his reflection.
"Hey, Princess, quit checking yourself and get ready," I tease. Anthony gives me a playful scowl before adding the final touches to his hair.
"Okay douche nozzle ready to go," he pulls me off the bed and engulfs me into a hug. "Ian, can I carry you?"
"Sure."
Anthony picks me up bridal style and carries me down to the car, and for some reason I can feel no nervousness in the air; not a trace.
***
I wish I had kept my mouth shut because Anthony made the ride excruciating with his repeating rambles about a thing and everything.
"Anthony, they're our parents they'll accept us no matter what. If they don't then screw them we got each other to lean on and maybe- no most of our fans to lean on."
He smiles and focuses back on the road. We pull into Anthony's mother's drive way, even though our parents are divorced they all are best friends.
I step out onto the gravel, I hear it crunch beneath my feet and Anthony walks over to my side. He grips onto my hand and I smile reassuringly.
We walk up to the door hand in hand. Anthony lifts his other arm and his mom swings open the door.
"Anthony, Ian what a pleasure to see you two," she engulfs Anthony into a hug, while I stood by snickering.
"Oh Ian," I hear my mother calling for me. She speed walks and brings me into an embraces me, and it was Anthony was snickering this time. I flipped him a not so nice gesture behind my mom's back.
"Can we step inside now?"
"O, of course," our moms step aside letting us in.
***
After getting comfy we both look to each other and decide this was the perfect moment.
"Mom, dad....."
A\N: Sup, Oreos? I don't know were this inspiration came from but what ever. Comment how you think they're going to respond. BYE MYS BITCHES -Olivia
