Until i met you.

VII

"You still haven't told me how you knew where I was this morning creep." Laughing he says, "Grab my phone, go to messages, and look for the 'Anti-Colin Club' group chat then scroll all the way to the top and just read through the messages." He didn't…"You made a groupchat with my best friends to hate on my ex boyfriend?!" I started laughing. "Listen! I want to see you happy okay but Colin?!!?!? Of all the people in this world it's that twat?!" This is so funny. I keep scrolling to this morning where I see that one of my best friend's got my location from snapchat, told JJ where I was and that I was walking home. Clever little bitch. 

"I cant believe she doxxed me just like that." I say jokingly. "I knew if shit went south the first people you would tell were them so I needed them to let me know when shit hit the fan so I could come clean it because I regretted, for 2 months, not telling you how I felt." "But we both knew how we felt-" "Yeah and how did that go? I didn't say it then but I'll fucking say it right now, Lala im in love with you." "Why couldn't we have had this conversation somewhere normal like at the park or in the zoo parking lot, we're on the freeway going 70 miles an hour. I cant- what the fuck am I supposed to do??" "We'll be there in 3 minutes, just hold on, okay?" I put my hand on the back of his neck and lightly scratch it in the meantime.

We pull up to the parking lot of his apartment complex and the car's silent aside from the music coming through the speakers. He takes the key out of the ignition and looks over at me. I climb over to the driver's side to sit on his lap and hold his face in my hands to have him face me. "You are very special to me. You're sweet, thoughtful, and an asshole," I say the last one chuckling "the good kind though it helps you put up with me and keep me in check. You make me feel comfortable and accept me for who I am. But I never want you to feel like it was solely on you because I could've told you I love you 2 months ago and I didnt. I was scared that if I told you how I felt it would push you away." He shakes his head and puts his forehead on mine but I grab his face again so he can look at me. "We can't go back and change time but we can try again?" I suggest. Next thing I know he's kissing me, trying to close as much space between us by bringing me closer when we're already chest to chest. Both of us still shirtless. 

He quickly breaks the kiss to plead, "Be my girlfriend." "Only if you'll be my boyfriend." I counter. "Any requirements?" He questions. "Bake me chocolate chip cookies." "I will be Martha fucking Stewart for you." "Mmm? Then we have a deal." I missed making out with someone and it being just a kiss.