Chapter 11

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Pete POV

I feel Vegas' hand on the back of the couch where I'm sitting but I'm scared to look at him.

"Aaah!" I yell when the jump-scare comes and climb on top of him as a reflex.

"Sorry." I say and try to get off but he holds me.
"You can stay like this." He says and I look at his face. He looks at me but I don't see any emotion in his eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to." I say.
"It's fine. Stay like this if you want, I don't mind." He says and I look at the tv again because I feel myself blushing.

I feel his hand on my back as my head is laying on his shoulder and my heart is pounding in my chest. I do this with Porsche all the time but this is Vegas.

Vegas is scary, Vegas is intimidating but Vegas also has a side I haven't seen before and I'm hoping to see soon. He can be gentle and I don't know if he's just pretending or if he's actually a nice person.
It's very intriguing and I know I should stay away from him but he's just so... I don't know how to explain it. He's just... gorgeous and cool.

The hand on my back starts stroking me and it calms me down but at the same time makes me even more nervous than I already was and I can't even pay attention to the movie anymore when I feel his other hand resting on the leg I put over his.

My heart is beating in my throat and I feel like it's going to burst out of me.

Vegas POV

I can feel he's nervous and to be honest, so am I.
I look down and see he's blushing. His cheeks are as red as a tomato and it's cute.

He pretends to be this bubbly and cute person but I know there's another side of him, and I'm going to find out what side that is.

His head is resting on my shoulder and it's weirdly calming. His hair is shiny and I almost want to kiss it but that's not what I do.

I don't kiss, I don't have relationships, I don't cuddle and I don't make love.

Why am I feeling so comfortable with Pete all of a sudden? What's so different about him?
He's cute, he's nice and he has a very bubbly personality but he's no different from the guys I fucked.

I look down at the face that's focused on the tv and smile unconsciously.
He makes me feel warm inside and I've never felt like this before, it makes me feel a little scared and I don't like it but I can't let go of him right now. I don't want to.

Kinn POV

"Are you okay?"
Porsche whispers looking straight at me.
"Yes. Why?"
"Because you're cutting my blood flow."
He looks down at his arm and I let go of it.
"I'm sorry."
"That's the first time you ever said sorry to me."
"Yeah well you're being nice tonight."
I say and he chuckles.

I hate feeling weak. Why did he have to pick a fucking horror movie like this? I haven't even seen him flinch but he doesn't seem to mind me almost jumping on him every time I get scared.

Porsche POV

"Finally." Pete says after the movie is over and I smile at him.
He gets off Vegas and stretches while breathing in and out deeply to relax himself.

"That was scary, we're never watching a horror movie again." He says and I chuckle.
"Kinn?" I look next to me and see Kinn has fallen asleep while clutching my arm.

"Let him sleep. You won't wake him anyway." Vegas says.
"Okay I'll walk you guys out."
I try to get up from the couch but Kinn won't let me. He's holding onto my arm for dear life and Vegas chuckles.
"We can walk ourselves out, see you at school."
"Sure, see you at school. Call me when you get home."
"Always." Pete says and walks out the door with Vegas following.

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