Mute ♡

Part 8 ♡

Chris Collins pov

I walk outside and see Nate sitting by the pool, he's smoking a cigarette and looking at the blue water. he see's me walk towards him and he jumps up, "morning Chris! I know what you woke up to.. Well that's normal around here."

I nod and sit down on the lawn chair, he sits on the other one.

"So Chris.. I was thinking that tonight since everyone's gonna be out of the house for a couple of hours. That we could have a date here? Not a public place like a restaurant.. Just here, hanging out and relaxing."

I nod and smile, he smiles and pulls his shirt off laying on the lawn chair.. oh my god.. Those tattoos just draw me to ask him about them, but I don't talk.. And you wonder why don't I just type it on my phone.. I don't want to ask. I'll sound like a weirdo.. I'm surprised he doesn't think I'm a weirdo anyway, "so Chris, you like it here?"

I grab my phone an type "yes I do. The lights at night are gorgeous to me, they probably aren't to other people."

He smirks and says "well two people can do this" he grabs his phone and gives a small smile, he's typing on it and shows me it "well, I gotta say, you'll have to show me tonight the lights, and what you think are so captivating about them"

I crack a laugh and then soon cover up my mouth.. He looks at me and his eyes go wide, then he smiles "Chris, your laugh is amazing, I want to hear it more"

I smile and type "I gotta go take a shower and get ready for the day"

He smiles and I walk away to the bathroom... Oh my god. He heard me laugh.. He said it's a amazing laugh.. But is he just saying that? Oh my god... Hopefully he doesn't hate me..👇🏼👇🏼
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And I had the major feels while writing this! 😭😭
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