Curly Headed Cutie (Original)

Chp. 35: "I'm not ready..."

1:45 am...

Cupping my chin, Travis plants a soft kiss on my lips, he shirtless and a towel resting over his shoulder. I grip my windowsill, feeling my stomach flutter.

I kiss him back, my hand sliding onto his and gently playing with the ring on his finger. He gently pulls away, grinning, now grabbing my hand. I stand on my tippy toes, planting a kiss on his nose.

I stare dreamily into his eyes and whisper, "Goodnight, Handsome~ "

"Goodnight, Princess~ "

"Oh," I yelp, realizing I'm still wearing his hoodie, "I should probably give your hoodie back-"

"Keep it." He says, smirking, as he looks me up and down, "It looks better on you."

I smile softly as he steps back, letting go of my hand, "I love you~ "

"And I love you~ " He replies, as I slowly reach to close my window. "Goodnight~ " I say, smiling. He makes a heart using his hands, "Goodnight~ "

I slowly close my window and lock it. I watch as Travis slowly walks backwards to his car, with just the biggest, goofiest grin on his face. He turns around and stops for a moment before pumping his fist into the air.

He keeps it there as he walks around his car to the driver's side. I giggle quietly, closing my curtains. I blush, reminiscing about tonight.

I love him...

I truly love Travis Reel...

We swam in the lake a little while longer.

Made out a little too~

And then finally hopped out and went home.

I, of course, panicking because of the woods we were walking in to get back to the car. I was climbing on Travis to stay away from the bugs and scary sounds.

Travis, being the wonderful guy he is, just laughed at my "hysterics".

Some boyfriend he is, right???

I giggle at that thought.

Travis is my boyfriend.

My loving boyfriend~

"That feels good to say..." I mumble, looking at the baggy sleeves of the hoodie Travis had given me.

This hoodie swallows me whole. It goes down just a little past my knees, and the cuffs of the sleeves go past my hands. I pull the hood over my damp hair, smelling Travis's cologne.

I love it.

"Did you just climb in through your window?!"

I jump, whipping around, finding Daniel standing in my darkroom. The only light on is my lamp. He stares at me in shock and disbelief, his fro tied back using a hair tie.

He stole it from my room obviously...

I stare back, like a deer in the headlights. My stomach drops, and I suddenly find myself stumbling all over the place.

Shit!!!!!

"I did no jus come in through de windew!!!" I laugh, nervously, regaining balance.

What even did I just say??

I scoff, putting my hands on my hips, awkwardly, "Whatmakesyouthinkthat?!"

That was not English...

"I don't know, Tiffany. What WOULD make me think that? Because I TOTALLY didn't see you CLIMB in through THE WINDOW!!" Daniel whispers, harshly throwing his arms into the air.