i stepped off the coach, stretching. kit laughing at my tiredness, "don't laugh at me, that chair was so uncomfortable"
he raised his hands next to his head as if he was being accused as we walked back to the car, "okay okay, those seats were quite uncomfortable"
i glared at him as i curled into a ball on the passenger seat, kit glanced at me as he drove out of the car park. "are u okay han? you look tired and a bit pale"
i shrugged, "my period came early, my cramps are terrible" he nodded, rubbing my knee as comfort "well we're almost at your flat, only a couple minutes then u can be back in your own bed"
"hmm true, that bed at the hotel was nice tho, like i was sleeping on clouds" i groaned, rubbing my stomach.
i looked up seeing we were in the parking lot of my flat building. i smiled slightly, getting out, grabbing my bag and suitcase.
luckily when we moved out here, kit got the flat across from mine even though we'd always sleep at one another's.
"later kit- bye han" as we both unlocked our flat doors, stepping in.
i left my bag and suitcase in my living room, noticing the kinds of big pile of presents that lay on my couch, i shrugged. i hated my birthday, everyone knew not to make a big deal about it.
kicking my shoes off making my way to my bedroom, climbing under the covers, rubbing my stomach as the cramps kept getting worse.
scrolling through my phone for around 2 hours, going between tiktok and catching up with the group chat.
i heard the door open and close before there was a knock on my bedroom door, i looked over seeing kit come in, "cramps still bad?"
i nodded, groaning and shoving my face into the pillows more. i felt the bed way down as a familiar hand went under the crew neck i was wearing, rubbing circles on my stomach.
"try get some rest, i'll be right here" i nodded, kit still drawing circles on my stomach as i leaned back into his chest, falling into a deep sleep which was needed.
me and kits friendship had always been strange. we'd argue one minute then the next be cuddled up watching tangled for the a millionth time. We never really thought about dating, if i was being honest i had a fat crush on kit. kizzy and sebastion the only people knowing. kizzy teased me about it all the time where as every time i saw kit flirting with some girl when the group would go out to a club or party, Sebastian would be there to be my shoulder to cry on. Sebastian was like the older brother i never had. he's also the only one to know about my mum.
my mum had me when she was around 14, my dad disappeared after she'd told him about it and i've never actually met him. She'd always push me into the social media world, acting etc. She placed me in a drama/ acting class when i was 6 and that's when i met kit. We were both in the classes and had the roles of school pupils in school of rock. i sang as kit played the keyboard.
i woke up to multiple kisses on my forehead, "hannn, wake up. i made some tomato soup" i rubbed my eyes, feeling much better now.
i smiled seeing the tray of tomato soup and buttered tiger bread on my night stand, i sat up leaning against my headboard as kit placed the tray in the middle of the bed.
i grabbed a bowl instantly taking a spoon full of soup, i smiled. "ahh tomato my fav" kit chuckled "well i know it's your favourite food when it's that time of the month so whilst you were asleep, i ran over to my flat and got it, mrs bowden gave me the bread. i passed her in the hallway"
"she's back from france already?" he nodded, "she said she got tired of the noisy neighbours making well, noises" i choked on the soup slightly as he stuttered out the last part, "noises? oh god, just imagine french people doing it"
he swallowed, clearing his throat "oh my your big baguette ugh!" i let out a loud laugh at his horrible accent, "kit- what the- what the fuck was that accent!"
he gasped, putting a hand to his chest dramatically after putting the tray of now empty bowls on the night stand "my accent was magnificent!"
"yeah- magnificently horrible!" i laughed, seeing his face. "oh u little!" he jamp over tackling me, putting my hands either side of my head as he leaned over me. "apologise"
i shook my head, "can't take back the truth!" he gasped "liar!" we both laughed as i sat up, suddenly the laughter dying down as we stared into each others eyes.
i glanced down to his lips, gulping. i saw him start to lean in, mimicking his actions, his hand placed on my jaw.
"c-can i kiss u?" i nodded slightly before kit closed the gap in between us.
our lips moved in sink as my hands moved round to his hair, slightly tugging on it.
he pulled away, "hannah- omg- i'm so so sorry" i laughed, "kit it's okay-" "no it's not ok! i just kissed you?"
i furrowed my eyebrows "did u not wanna kiss me or soemthing kit?"he gulped "no it's just- you probably don't like me like how i like you"
"and who told you that?" "but i thought you and sebastian-" "me and sebastion?? what!" he scrunched his face up "but u always got him when ur upset, always putting ur head on his shoulder-" "kit, that's when i see you flirting with girls!"
his face fell, "oh, well i- i know for sure i only like you" i smiled, cupping his face in my hands, rubbing his cheek with my thumb "luckily for u i like u aswell"
i spoke just above a whisper, kit smirked "perfect" as he connected our lips again, pushing me down to lay on my back.
am i rushing into things? yes ma'am. and you, yes you reading this are gonna deal with it. <3.
