mirrorball~ mason thames

☆COLD☆

"TILLY" i hear miguel yell from the other side of the front door before he opens it, "MIGUEL?" i yell back at the same volume, a little confused as to why he's screaming.
"i haven't seen you in forever" miguel wraps his arms around me, pulling me into a hug.
"i missed you too," i mumble into his shoulder.

"i to you too mikey" tristan stands there awkwardly, pressing his lips into a tight line.
"TRISTAN" brady shouts, practically bursting my eardrums as he walks up beside us.

"MASON" miguel yells, pulling away from the hug, leaving me to rub my ears from their loud yelling.

"do you guys wanna be louder or what?" i yell the three boys before maddy and becca come running in the room.

—-

after hours of us swimming in the pool, having chicken fights and arguaing over who could hold their breath the longest, all of our hands were getting wrinkly.

"we my hands look like prunes" i mutter, looking down at my hands at i sit on the edge pool.
it's only mason miguel and i outside, since everyone else wanted to race to choose a movie.
"well, it's your fault for staying in the pool for three hours" miguel shrugs his shoulders, running his hands through his hair.

"my hands are wrinkly too, don't worry" mason nudges me with his elbow as he sits down next to me.

miguel starts to make his way to the door, causing mason and i to look over at him, slightly confused.
"why are you leaving?" i ask miguel whilst turning to face him.

"oh, i'm just going to see what movie they picked out. have fun out here though" he tells the two of us, ending his sentence with a dramatic wink.
"oh my god" mason shakes his head while laughing.
"oh my god" i repeat his words, turning my body so i'm facing the pool again.

there's a moment of silence between us.
it's not awkward though.
nothings really awkward between us.
that's unless tristan makes it weird.

"so.." mason trails off, moving slightly so he's facing me, "i have to go to halloween horror nights in a couple days, and i was wondering maybe if you wanted to, it's completely fine if you don't~" i cut him off, "why not" i shrug my shoulders, smiling at the thought of him asking me to go.

"you didnt even know what i was going to say" mason replies playfully, "but yes, i was going to ask you to go"

i feel blush creep up my neck, and i don't try and suppress it this time.
"you're blushing" mason tells me with a smile on his face.

"i know"

he's blushing now, but i don't bother to point it out.

i inch closer to him so the sides of our legs are touching slightly, then i rest my head on his shoulder.
oh god this is so awkward, i think to myself, squinting my eyes shut and praying that he doesn't think this is weird.

my praying must've worked, because i feel masons arm snake around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him.
my whole face is red by now.

"you're really cold" mason pints out quietly, i'm snapped out of my little daze, "hm?" i mumble, not moving my head from his shoulder.
"you're arms, they're cold" he says a little louder, "oh"

"i'll get you a dry towel, there's no blankets out here" he mumbles while standing up.
"your so corny, you know that, right, thames?"
i turn the top half of my body to look to as he feels all of the towels to find a dry one.