10 || Embarrassment

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Once we got to the end I got out of the tube holding my stomach. "That is not funny!" Tommy yelled as he stood by the chairs, his face bright red from embarrassment. "It was so funny! Jeez, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard." I said as I pulled my clothes back on.

"You guys leaving?" Bobby asked. "Yeah, we're gonna head to my place to work on our project," Johnny said as he zipped up his sweatshirt. "What is the project? Baby-making?" Dutch joked and I slapped his shoulder.

"Not funny, Dutch!" I said as I tried drying my hair the best I could with my towel. I then put my towel and sunglasses back into my bag and waved at the others as Johnny and I left. "Wear protection!" Tommy yelled.

"Tommy!" I yelled as my face burned, several pairs of eyes turning to look at us. "C'mon," I said as I pulled Johnny to walk faster. "You always walk so fast, why now are you walking slow?" I said, frustrated that he was taking forever to leave the pool. "I like seeing you all flustered. It's adorable." He said as we finally made it out of the pool and into the parking lot.

"It's not adorable. It's embarrassing. And frustrating!" I added as we walked hand in hand. "Why frustrating?" He asked. "Because then you can tell whenever I'm flustered. Which is often, if you didn't notice." I answered as we both got into the car.

"Oh, I could tell. Especially in line. What were you thinking about?" He asked as he pulled out of the parking lot, a smirk on his face. "Nothing," I replied, mentally cursing my easily blushing cheeks, turning my face towards the window so he wouldn't see it.

"Look at me." He said and I could hear the smirk in his voice. I took a deep breath as I made the giddy feeling in my chest disappear as I turned back around.

"You're blushing." He said. "Am not!" I replied. "Mmmhm." He replied as he placed his hand on my thigh. I looked at him and by the small smirk on his face, I could tell he knew what he was doing.

I shook my head softly as I leaned my head against his shoulder, rubbing my hand up and down his arm. It was nearing seven and the sun was setting so it was fairly cold out.

Once he pulled into the garage the two of us made our way inside. I shivered as my still damp hair fell against my shoulders. "You wanna take a shower? You can use my bathroom." Johnny asked. "Yeah, that'd be great actually," I replied and he led me up to his room.

"It looks exactly as I expected. A lot cleaner though." I said as I looked around his room. It was large with grey walls and dark hardwood floors. The bed was king-sized with a silk grey comforter. He had several pictures of him and his friends on the karate team and him winning the championship followed by several iron eagle posters and other karate related ones.

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