I wake up and look over Anthony's arm to see the time. The clock reads 12:57. Well it's too late to actually do something, so I wiggle out of Anthony's grip to go change.
He mumbles and flips the other way.
"Sorry, love." I whisper so he doesn't hear me.
The sweatshirt he was wearing earlier is lying on the edge of the bed. I grab it and tip toe to the bathroom.
I close the door and change from my sweatpants and his black sweatshirt into his red and white one.
I brush my teeth and there's a faint knock at the door. Anthony walks in and hugs my waist.
"There you are." He whispers in his tired voice. "I love your sweatshirt, where'd ya get it...?" He asks, winking in the mirror.
"Uh... The edge of the bed from you..." I say and rinse off my toothbrush.
"You're beautiful."
"Is this because you think you're hot and I'm wearing your sweatshirt...?" I ask and he giggles.
"Maaaayyybeeee! Or maybe its because..."
"What...?"
"Because... I LOVE YOU!" he says louder and picks me up and carries me back to my room.
"Now ma'am I'm gonna have to ask you, may I rub your back."
"What if I say no to you, sir?"
"Ma'am I'll have to tickle you."
"Then, sure."
"I was gonna tickle you anyway!"
He straddles my waist and pulls up the sweatshirt.
"Anthony..." He puts his hands closer.
"ANTHONY!" he gets even closer.
"Please don't!" He places his hands on my stomach.
"STOP! DON'T GO ANY FURTHER!" he doesn't listen and starts tickling my stomach.
I burst out laughing and he leans down.
"I just wanted to hear your laugh." He giggles into my ear.
He grabs my cheeks and kisses me gently.
"Get off, jerk." I playfully push him off and laugh.
"I wuv you too."
I flip over and straddle his waist. "You ticklish?"
"Pfft no!" He tries to lie.
"Oh really... So if I..." I pull up his T-shirt to reveal his stomach.
"Don't you dare." His face reads terror.
"But you said..." I put my hands closer.
"Don't, Cameron....?" He begs.
"But... You're not ticklish... Remember?" I say and move closer to his torso.
"Cam, please!" He begs with a puppy dog face.
"Sorry, sweetheart." I place my hands on his abs, and start to tickle him.
He bites down on his lip and squinches his eyes, trying to mask the laughter.
"LIAR!" I yell and fall down onto his chest.
He places his hands in my hair and messes with it.
"Alright, you caught me." He says. "Goodnight." He pulls the cover over us and reaches over to turn off the light on the table.
"Goodnight, love."
~A.N.~
I REALLY enjoyed this chapter when I WROTE it.... And now I think its weird. Opinions?
Stay beautiful
•xoxo•
~love, Jacqi~
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Novela JuvenilCameron is just a 19 year old girl who has the world ahead of her, just doesn't realize. When she tries to end it all, a boy named Anthony saves her. He may have saved her that once, but can he stick around to save her from it all. To finally make h...
