Kiss it better

5. Take a pic B, it'll last longer

I knew I wasn't supposed to overthink things but I just couldn't help it. In my defense, anything worth thinking is worth overthinking.

What Mason said to me earlier really hit home but as I'm in his car waiting for him to pack my bags for a weekend out at our lake house, I couldn't help but think about Friday night.

I knew exactly what would've happened if Mason hadn't shown up. I would've lost my virginity to a druggy in an alley behind what looked like a fish market. I know what you're thinking. I'm eighteen hot and popular but I'm still virgin. Well I haven't had any romantic relationship before Seb and I wasn't in love with Seb. I wanted my first to be with someone I love. Someone that'll make love to me and not just take my virginity to satiate their carnal desires.

The passenger door opened.
"I was packing your panties and I really didn't know which color you'd  prefer so I brought three of each, that good?"

"Three of each?" he can't be serious "You do know I have three panties of all my favorite colors right" he nodded slowly "And my favorite color is every color right" he nodded "So you packed all my panties for a weekend trip"

He grinned sheepishly "Who knows, if I have my way we might just need all and a lot more with the number I'd tear"

I knew he was joking but it still made me blush profusely "Shut up"

All of a sudden, a sharp pain that felt like I was being hacked flooded through my lower abdomen region. My toes curled and I crouched over with my palm flat on my stomach. I started counting my breaths to try and ease the pain but all to no avail. The color drained from myself and Mason noticed it and held my hand worriedly.

"What's wrong" The moment those words left his mouth the pain stopped.

"I - I don't know my tummy just hurt like a bitch but I'm fine now"
Weird it lasted for only for a few seconds.

"Are you sure you're okay" He looked really worried and I almost felt bad for giving him wrinkles. Almost. I told you I'd do anything to tone down his cockiness. Even if it meant giving him wrinkles. Actually it's not true, I feel really bad so I try to make him worry less.

"I'm sure"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah" This is getting annoying and that's saying something because I never get annoyed easily.

"Cause I could get some...."

"I said I'm fine!" I slapped my hand over my mouth. Tell me I didn't just say that. Tell my I didn't just snap at a person. And not just any person, my best friend who was only trying to look out for me."I'm so sorry, I didn't - I didn't mean..."

"It's okay" He walked over to the driver's side and got in. He put on his seat belts and leaned over to put on mine.

"I'm really sorry though" my voice was really small but I hoped he heard me "I love you" . He didn't reply for a few seconds so I concluded he didn't. As I was about to repeat my self, I heard in the softest whisper, so soft could have missed it.

"I know"
He didn't say I love you too and that didn't skip my notice.

The drive to the lake house was quiet and somber. I know Mason wasn't mad at me but it just felt like he was. He's not usually the conversation starter between the both of us but I felt too awkward to make small talk. The tension in the air was almost choking me meanwhile Mason was swimming in an ocean of oblivion as he merrily hummed a random tune.

"Someone's oddly quiet" Mason quickly looked over me before returning his gaze to the road. But in that fleeting second, I couldn't miss his teasing gaze. Yup, definitely oblivious. "C'mon babe, tell me what's on your mind"