Gabby’s POV:
Wes and I were snuggled up on the couch watching a movie, I was lying across him half leaning on him and half leaning on the arm rest that was pressed up against my back. I knew I was heavy, so I didn’t exactly want to give him a dead arm. Meaning that I was leaning more on the arm rest, but he wanted to be coupley so I was giving him a bit more satisfaction by resting up against him.
He had fallen asleep long ago and was softly snoring with his head hung back over the couch. I stared at the T.V suddenly no longer interested in watching ‘Abduction’, sure it had been a good movie to watch when I was single…since Taylor Lautner was mighty fine to look at, but now that I was lying here in Wes’ arms it felt like I was betraying him if I looked at Lautner in that way again. Even if it was just a harmless look. I’m sure he would’ve been checking out Lily Collins in front of me.
I didn’t even know why I was spending my time thinking about this when I could’ve been drifting off to sleep with him. Something was niggling at the back of my mind and I couldn’t quite figure out what exactly it was.
Wes’ phone started buzzing loudly on the table next to me, I sat bolt upright in shock causing Wes to groan in annoyance. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, not wanting to see daylight just yet, but knowing he would eventually have to.
“Can you pass me my phone?” he murmured into my neck, his lips brushed my neck at every word causing shivers to go down my spine. Wes seemed to notice my sudden goosebumps and chuckled triumphantly to himself.
“Mmhmm” I hummed, unable to speak without it coming out as a nervous squeak. I reached over to the table and handed it to him. I checked to see who it was to find that it was Keaton. Wes saw it too and immediately slapped his hand to his forehead.
“We were meant to pick him up from school like a half hour ago!!” he groaned and quickly typed something into his phone as I handed it to him. I jumped up and held out a hand for him to take, he groaned lazily and sluggishly pulled himself up with my hand.
He pulled himself too hard on purpose, meaning that I was yanked forward slightly and slammed into his chest. I giggled in embarrassment, biting down on my lip as I nervously looked up at him. This was so weird, feeling nervous in front of him all of a sudden. He had been my best friend since I was a little girl and I had never EVER felt nervous in front of him until now.
He crashed his lips to mine pulling me out of my thoughts. The butterflies in my stomach exploded and left tingles spreading throughout my body. He was about to deepen the kiss before I pulled away completely breathless.
“Keaton remember!” I whispered, hearing him sigh as he walked away and grabbed his car keys off the counter. He paused at the door and turned back to face me.
“Are you coming or what?” he chuckled and held out his hand for me. I sighed in relief thinking for a second that he was going to be mad at me for ruining the moment yet again, but no…thankfully he wasn’t. I walked over to him and linked my fingers through his as he pulled me out the door and towards his car.
“Do you want me to drive? I still don’t think it would be right for you to drive just yet because of the accident…” I mumbled and cautiously took the car keys out of his hands.
“Oh so now you care about my head? You didn’t seem to care when you shoved me off the couch!” he teased, but jumped into the passenger seat anyway. I shrugged at him cheekily and got in the car, turning on the engine and driving off on the familiar route to school.
We talked about literally anything and everything in that space of ten minutes that it took to get to the school. It seemed that we’d neglected our friendship for a while and hadn’t actually had one of our talks in forever. It was nice to be an idiot around him again and not have to worry about how I felt towards him.
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