Cheer Up Baby | Elijah Hewson

Chapter 14. From Sweetest Thing to Sweet Nothing Pt.2

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The last few days leading up to Christmas Eve and Christmas Day had been incredible.

Last night, Eli told me we were going to have a date night. Our first proper date night.

He took me to a restaurant called 'Delilah' in West Hollywood.

I won't say how much the dinner cost, but a side of mashed potatoes was 12 dollars.

After dinner we walked around West Hollywood for a while. As soon as one shared cigarette was finished we'd light another one. We did this around four times....definitely not good for the lungs but when you're out you're out.

By the time we got back to the villa it was 11:30pm and everyone had head up to bed, so it was just the two of us who were wide awake.

So we decided the best thing for us to do would be to take advantage of the hot tub. We went upstairs, changed out of our fancier clothes into swimwear.

Eli got himself a beer and he poured me a glass of non-alcoholic red wine.

We sat in the hot tub in silence for a while. Eli's arm around the back of me, resting against the rim of the hot tub. The two of us just looking out at the incredible view.

"Thank you for tonight, you really went all out. You really didn't have to do that for me. You should've let me go halves with you." I said to Eli, taking a sip of my drink.

"Don't start Becks. I want to take you out for dinner and pay for it and all that shite. Why can't you just except that and let me do it for you without arguing about it?" He chuckled slightly, turning his head to look directly at me.

"I'm not arguing about it, all I'm saying is that it doesn't feel right. I feel like I'm using you for money or something."

"Well, are you using me for money?"

"No! No, of course not. I would never do that."

"Exactly, there you go. I'm just doing what any good boyfriend would do. So just because I'm lucky enough to have more money than most people, doesn't mean I'm not doing what any other good man would do." 

I just stared and smiled at him, my heart doing constant backflips whenever I looked at him. I even find it hard to make eye contact with him most of the time because I just get flustered, but he thinks it's hilarious.

"Are you going to keep staring at me or are you going to kiss me? Which one is it?" He spoke cheekily, snapping me out of whatever other world I was in.

I leaned over and placed a gentle kiss to his lips, but before I could pull away from the kiss he pulled me back in. The sweet gentle kiss I gave him quickly turning into a heated make out session.

That's another thing to check off my bucket list of things I never thought would happen. 'making out in a hot tub with your rockstar boyfriend in an LA villa owned by his worldwide famous rockstar dad'.

When I woke up the next morning it was around 10 in the morning, the gorgeous ray of sunshine peaking through the mesh curtains.

I rolled over to my right side to face Eli. The bed head he had was laughable, his hair a mess but it still looked as beautiful as always in my eyes. His lips were parted slightly, light snores escaping his mouth. Thankfully his snores weren't loud enough that you wouldn't be able to sleep through them. They were just light noises, kind of like white noise if that makes any sense.

What topped off the look for me was the streaks of sun projecting on his face and his arm that was over the duvet cover.

It made him look so angelic and peaceful. Eli was my obsession, he was like a drug to me.