Lando Norris
I was spraying my body with perfume, as I was about to see Amber. We watched Tangled yesterday night, until at least midnight and she almost fell asleep on me.
I wish she would.
I really don't like food, but since I tried her pasta yesterday, all I wanted to do was eat.
(YOU EAT BAE)I had some grey sweatpants and a Quadrant hoodie on, being in my most comfortable clothes I could find.
I was deeply hoping we would watch another film tonight, laughing and awing about cute moments together.
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When she opened the door of her apartment, it already smelled delicious. I didn't even know what it was, but it was definitely good.
She greeted me with a hug before I made my way to the kitchen.
"What are you cooking." I was about to open the lid of a large pot, but she slapped my hand, making me swat it away quickly.
"You'll see when it'll be on the table." she hissed, laughing. Ugh, her laugh was so adorable.
(not mine tho💀 i sound like a dying horse🧌)"So what, we just wait now?" I look at the floor, acting sad.
"Yeah, that's about right. Oh! I have Monopoly, we could play that." she suggested, but I faked a gag.Monopoly is the most boring, shitty game. It could honestly disappear off planet and I would be fucking glad.
She flipped me off, telling me i'm boring, but the only boring thing here was Monopoly. Fuck that shit.
"What if we play truth or strip?" I suggest, biting my lip while staring into her eyes to her lips and back to her eyes.
"I- I need alcohol for that." she chuckled and held hear head, shaking it slightly.
"Where's the fun then? You won't remember anything." I shrugged and quickly ran away from her, opening the lid.Soup. It was soup. My favourite thing ever.
"I love soup." I laugh mostly at myself for being so addicted to fucking soup.
"I know you do." she smiles and takes two plates, two spoons and gives them into my hands, telling me to set the table.Look, I don't have a problem with that. It was a pleasure to hold the same plates as she did three seconds ago.
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We were eating- no sorry, Amber was eating steaming hot soup acting like it didn't have a hundred degrees. I didn't even go near it yet. Hate getting my tongue burned so much.
"Berry, can I ask you something?" I sit back, holding my posture up.
She just nodded.
"Wha- what happened that night?" she stopped the spoon mid air and put it down.I could see the question through her off, but it wasn't like she didn't want to talk about it.
Or, I don't know... i'm bad at reading people.
"Wow- that came out of nowhere..." she chuckled nervously, fiddling with her necklace.
"You know it's okay if you don't answer, right? I respect that." I gently smiled and tuck her hair behind her ear."I'll tell you later." she nods and continues with eating, while I do the same.
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Sitting on the couch, watching Moana she laid her head on my shoulder closed her eyes gently. She was so pretty.
I could watch her all day long and don't get me talking about her features. Her long dark eyelashes and her blonde hair. I don't know if it was bleach or she actually had natural blonde hair, but I believe it's bleached, because of the brown roots.
She is perfect.
And not just her hair and skin and face and boobs and ass and dimples and I could on forever.
It was because she was even more beautiful from the inside. The way she speaks about things she loves, and the sparkles in her eyes that I haven't seen for so long are back.The only thing is that it's probably not me who made the sparkles come back...
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I wanted to take her to bed, so she'll be well rested in the morning, but the second I moved my shoulder to pick her up, her eyes shot open and she woke up.
Great.
"Where are you going?" she asks worry flashing on her face.
"I was about to take you to your bed, pretty girl." I smiled at her and held my hands up, so she can stand up quicker.She got the hint and held my hands, while I pulled her up to stand up. She was about to walk away, but I swiftly grabbed her bridal style and ran to her bedroom while she was giggling.
I gently threw her on the bed and hoovered over her, to kiss her cheek. She didn't back away or started yelling, I believe that's a good sign.
"Lando, can I kiss you?" she whispered, almost shyly.
"You don't have to ask me twice, pretty girl." I smirked and her lips pressed on mine immediately."I've been waiting for so long to do that."
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