Gym Rats - Jackson Olson x OC

24

Jackson's POV

I'm walking down the hall in the hotel to get to my room to change out of my fancy clothes. Cecelia wants me to come back, but she also just wants to be in her pajamas. To make her feel less awkward, I do the same. I change into some sweatpants and a bananas shirt, quickly making my way back to her hotel room. She opens the door for me, wearing a pair of grey plaid pajama shorts and a white cropped tank top. I shut the door behind me when I enter, immediately grabbing Cecelia, who was walking away from me. She squeals as I drag her back, then wrapping my arms around her as she still faces away from me. She laughs like crazy as I kiss her cheek repeatedly. Something about her is infectious, and I just want to give her the world.

"Even in pajamas you look good," I point out, placing my hands firmly on her waist. She turns around to face me, running her finger gently over the scar under my eye. In this moment, I fall in love again.

"Do you want to watch West Side Story with me?" Cecelia asks. My eyes light up, I've completely forgotten about her obsession with this musical.

"Are you asking me to be your boyfriend?" I joke with her, as she grabs my chin and quickly kisses me.

"Watch the movie with me!" She says, taking my hands and pulling me over to the bed to watch on the TV. After she sits on the bed, I get on with her.

"How'd you get introduced to this musical?"

"In middle school, at the end of the year we got to watch a musical, so one year we watched this musical. I was hooked, and then they released the new one... and I cried a lot the first time I watched it."

"Do you still cry?" I ask.

"I guess you'll have to find out."

Cecelia turns on Disney+ and scrolls to the movie. She gets under the covers of her hotel bed, inviting me to do the same. Instead, I stay on top of the covers. We are both sitting up, leaning against the back of the bed. She instantly rests her head against my shoulder as she clicks play.

We indulge in the movie, staying exactly where we are. It's a classic Romeo & Juliet love story, but set in New York City. I can see why Cecelia loves it as much as she does. She hums along to all of the songs. If she was in choir all those years ago... I'm sure she can sing.

Cecelia tells me when her favorite parts are coming up, so I make sure to pay closer attention to those parts. Still, Cecelia hums to the songs, and I even feel her dancing a bit, which makes me smile.

At the end of the movie, I watch very intently, as I've been sucked into this entire movie. I love it. I'm a sucker for a love story. At some point, I had made my way under the covers with Cecelia. When it's over, Cecelia immediately lifts her head up, her eyes watery but not close enough to be in tears, "What'd you think?!"

"I loved it," I say, "But it was definitely worth the wait to watch it with you."

"Next time, we will watch The Greatest Showman, even though I've watched it a thousand times."

I don't even think about what I'm saying until I say it, "You're literally the perfect woman for me."

"Am I?"

"Yes," I say as I pull her onto my lap, her legs now straddling over me. She leans down for a kiss, which I gladly accept. When we pull away, I admire the girl before me. I can't believe it. "You're a better athlete than I am... you're gorgeous... you love musicals... what more can I ask for?"

Her response is a soft blush on her face and I slide my hands onto her waist and work my way back. I stop as my heart begins to race. I can't get enough of her. I want more. She gets off of my lap, which pushes my fantasies to the back of my mind, before tucking herself back under the covers. "I hope you'll stay here with me tonight," she says, "Last night, I couldn't go to sleep."

I give her a soft smile. She wasn't afraid to let that be known. I think I've earned her full trust,"I'll stay with you."

"Do you want to watch more of The Office?"

"Of course I do."

The rest of the night is spent watching more TV, as Cecelia puts her head right back where it started, right against my shoulder. Every so often, I glance at her, but she's very interested in the show before her. Before we know it, two hours pass, and the silence has grown just a little louder. Looking back at Cecelia, I see she is sound asleep. I take this time to grab my phone off of the side table.

Jackson: We went on a first date tonight.

Dalton: Finally. Kiss?

Jackson: Yes

Dalton: *eyeball emoji*

Jackson: I'm going to block your number

I turn off my phone and look back over at Cecelia beside me. I don't know how long she's been out for, but I quietly turn off the TV, before sinking down into the bed from my upright position, gently taking Cecelia with me. I make sure she is still asleep, before I adjust myself, and I fall asleep, leaving us in a classic big spoon, little spoon position, with my arms protectively wrapped around her.