Over Your Head

The L Word

A/N: THERE IS LITERALLY SO MUCH IN THIS CHAPTER AND YOU ARE PROBABLY NOT PREPARED SO PREPARE YOURSELVES. PS: sorry for the length of this chapter btw

Warning: Definitely not G-rated but hopefully not too explicit either

Chapter 16

We spent hours playing board games, watching Spongebob, and eating cake. Mitch cried again when I gave him the bracelet.

I felt great making him so happy. He never got to experience something like this, and I was happy to give it to him. Eventually Kirstie and Alex had to go home, leaving Mitch and I snuggling on the couch.

"We should clean up," I muttered tiredly.

Mitch groaned, "Can't we do it in the morning? It's my belated birthday, I don't wanna do work," he replied, burying his face into my chest.

I chuckled, "Fair enough," I confirmed.

He smiled before holding his wrist at eye level again to look at the gold bracelet, "How much did this cost?" He inquired.

"Price is just a number," I replied, internally cringing at the price.

"I can't believe you spent this much time and money on me," he murmured as if it were the most shocking thing to ever happen in the world.

I chuckled, "I did it because I love—I mean—I did it because—I'm—I care about you," I stumbled over my own words and was 50 shades of red when I finally got there.

My stomach churned as Mitch pulled away from me and looked at me in astonishment, "Did you just...?" he trailed off.

"No!" I blurted out, breathing heavily, melting under his firm glare, "Yes. Ok? I said the L word," I confessed.

I mentally promised myself I would never slip up with that. See, over those 2 weeks of being distant, I had a lot of time to think.

I would do anything for him. His happiness was my top priority. I cared about him, more than most things. It was the reason why every insult hurt so much, and why seeing him with Trevor really threw me off guard.

I loved him.

"Listen...I didn't mean to freak you out. I don't expect you to say it back, and I won't say it again if you don't want me to. But I do, and I can't change that," I stated honestly, looking him in the eye.

He'd never experienced someone caring about him, let alone loving him. Even if he felt the same way, he wouldn't know if it was love or not, that's why I didn't expect him to say it back.

"Say it," Mitch blurted out.

I furrowed my eyebrows, completely taken aback. "What?"

"I want to hear you say it," he ordered softly.

I stared at him for a few moments, taking in every last detail of his face.

"I love you," I promised quietly.

He stared at me for a few moments before leaning forward and pressing his lips to mine. He crawled forward in the process until he was straddling me.

I was taken aback by this act of bravery, especially when it came to this.

I mean, I wasn't complaining about this position, but it was just out of his comfort zone as far as I was aware. 

His fingertips ghosted over the sides of my neck as he kissed me hungrily. My hands moved to his petite waist as I welcomed his kisses without hesitation. My pounding heart plus making out was making it hard to breathe, so I pulled away for a moment, especially since I needed to make sure Mitch was actually ok with this.