thoughts?

chapter one

what could she say besides the fact that she was immensely in love with him? nothing about him ever disappointed her, as in everything he did never failed to amuse her or make her love him less — every little thing made her love him more by the days. though she could never tell what was on his mind, she knew he loved her too, that they were both incredibly engrossed in this foundation of love they've never experienced, until now of course.

the feeling of unintentionally liking someone is one of the most fascinating moment she could've ever experienced. it wasn't like every other guy, where she somehow at one point force herself to like them, not with this one. she saw something in him that made him so much different from all the others. might it be the gorgeous eyes everyone always compliments? or maybe the smart, witted personality with the humor that never failed to make anyone laugh? maybe it was the smile or his hair that made her fall to her knees for him. although it was a bit awkward at first, trying to talk to him, she never knew it would come this far, to them practically being inseparable in a way.

fabio was really the only person who could make her happy, he understood and loved her in a way no else ever had before. pj would to the ends of the earth, find the most rarest things on this earth just for him. even when you ask her, "how did you start liking him?", she'd laugh at it knowing it takes her back, thinking about the first time she saw him but she was too shy to say anything. for the first time she saw him, she thought he was cute, like a little surfer boy — weird thought but it was the first thing she thought — it was his smile and his hair that caught her attention at first. now she couldn't answer for him, but it could've been many things, who knows?

pj never felt judged around fabio, she felt whole and alive in a way, she felt like she was her real self around him. she knew she could make the jokes she could, she could speak her mind, talk the way she wanted, show him interests others would find weird, tell him her deepest darkest secrets, and he would still accept her. it's something it takes her a while to do — open up and fully trust someone — someone has unexpected as him swept her off her feet and she knew it was right doing everything with him. from kissing him, hugging him, etc. everything felt natural and right like it was meant to happen.

although we could sit here and continue rambling about — how every love song reminded her of him or how every romance movie inspired her to be more corny with her romantic antics with him, or how she thought of him all the time, thinking of every nice moment they've had together — we wouldn't be getting to the actual story, which could be nice if i weren't such a rambler about things i am very interested in.

pj woke up and the first thing she checked was her phone, looking for the one special notification, no one else mattered in the moment but him. she saw it and smiled with such glee, her cheeks would maybe start hurting. but along with the smile came morning grumpiness, but the love was still there wit some grogginess.

fabio: good morning
pj: GOOOOOOOOD morning i missed you
pj: are you still coming over today? you know i'm alone home right
fabio: yes of course, keys underneath the mat right?
pj: yeah, but you know u can knock it's not like someone besides me is gonna answer
fabio: okay don't get up i know you haven't made breakfast
fabio: i'm on my way over

seeing that, she immediately got up and dashed for the bathroom, she was not willing to look like a mess for him even though he had seen her bare ass naked or with the worst type of clothes on (her hobo pants were his least favorite). she brushed her teeth and washed her face, before putting up her hair and hoping that she would at least look decent when opening the door. her family wasn't here today, her sister was at some field trip while her parents were in new york, leaving her with her grandparents who went to the doctors for the day. she made sure the room was at least decently picked up as well, even after the amount of times he's been over, she's still embarrassed about how her house looked to him.

the knock at the door shocked her but in a way, it still made the excited feeling in the pit of her stomach grow stronger and stronger. she opened the door with a smile, and when she saw him, she couldn't help but drag him into the biggest hug she could. with pj, her love language consisted of all five of them, but her biggest being physical touch. she loved his hugs, his kisses, holding hands, everything that consisted of physical touch made her feel special inside.

"why are you inside my house again, this is still a weird feeling to me." she laughed.

"what do you mean it's weird, i've been here multiple times, it's practically like my house at this point now."

"yeah i know, but it's still weird seeing you walk in here weirdly like expecting something to pop out. chill out man, there's nothing."

"the only thing i hope pops out is your-"

"shut up and make me my breakfast, i'm hungry and i need my food. hop to it."

"wow, i see how it is. not even a kiss either?" with that, she pulled him down, holding his face so lightly and kissing him tenderly. although she would've loved to continue that moment, her stomach did not.