Bestfriends- Ciaran McDonald

☃️Chapter 9☃️

𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖
𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲
𝟓:𝟐𝟑𝐏𝐌

Ciaran and i sat on his bed with our guitars trying to find a riff that sounded good. "Wait wait marcey play that again that was good" he said and i played the same chords as i once did.

"Thats amazing" he said with a bright smile on his face. He doesn't smile much but his smile is so pretty. "Thank you" he said.

Shit i said that last part out loud.

"Dont get cocky" i said placing my guitar flat on the bed and laying down. "Let's do something we've been doing this all day" ciaran said. "Why do you alway wanna do something? Lets stay home" i said and he chuckled.

"You're so boring i hate you" he said and i smiled. "You could never hate me" i said and he sighed in defeat. "Youre right" he said.

He sat both guitars against the wall and laid down next to me, looking up at the ceiling. "Ciaran" i said lowly. "Yeah?" He asked. "Thank you for staying by my side" i said and a smiled formed on his face again.

"Thank you. You're the only thing keeping me sane for all these years" he said. I scoot myself to lay closer to him and he leaned his head against mine.

"Wanna paint?" I asked. "Sure" he said and we both got up off the bed and walked into the half empty room filled with paints and canvases.

"Here help me put the tarp down so we dont ruin the floor" i said holding one side of the plastic sheet. We soread it across the floor and i set up the canvases and i handed him paint brushes.

"I dont even know how to paint marce" he said. "Just paint what youre feeling" i said dipping my brush in water.

After a while i tuned to look at his canvas and there was just a smiley face with black paint. "You're such a loser" i said and he scoffed. "Show me yours" he said and i turned my canvas towards him.

"Show off" he said flicking the paint that was on his brush at me. "Ciaran!" I said and he laughed. I dipped my brush in the blue paint next to me and repeated his actions.

"Cmon on my good shirt" he said. "Thats what you get" i said smiling. "Well this is what you get" he said throwing more paint on me. "Hm red is your colour" he said and i chuckled lightly.

I picked up the can of yellow paint and threw the paint all over him. He threw pink paint on me and i slipped to the floor from the paint.

"Okay okay truce" he said sticking his hand out to help me up. I grabbed his hand and pulled him down to the floor next to me. I put my hands in the paint on the ground and put them on his face.

"I hate you" he laughed doing the same thing but putting the paint jn my hair. "Cici that's not gonna come out for weeks" i whined. "Whats that? You want some more?" He said teasingly.

"Okay help me up now" i said and as we both tried to get up we slipped on the paint and ciaran landed hovering over me.

My breathing picked up as i felt his breath on my skin. After like 30 seconds he got up and pulled me up with him. "Sorry" he said softly. "Dont be" i said back.

"Uh im gonna go shower" he said beginning to walk away. "Hey ciaran" i said and he turned around to face me. Once again i put my hands in the red paint and cupped his face with them, connecting our lips.

I pulled away, our faces still close together. "Im in love with you" i said. His lips formed into a smile and he leaned his forehead against mine. "Can we do that again?" He asked and i chuckled.

A/N: this chapter got me cheesin frrrr