This Is Me

Us

] Aaron's POV [

I wake up, to feel Parker's strong arms wrapped around me waist, loosely. I turn around in his arms, and he squeezes me against his chest. Bare chest. I squeak, and Parker's eyes open slowly.

"What the heck was that?" he asks, cocking up an eyebrow.
"N-nothing," I stammer.
"You squeaked," he says, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Well it's not my fault that you squished me against your bare chest," I say, and he rolls his eyes.

He smirks.
"You squeaked because of that?"
"Well, uhhhhhh.....yeah," I whisper.

He laughs, and I scowl. His grip on me loosens, and I scoot away from him, but he pushes me closer to him, his hand on my butt. I swallow when I realize that his hand is right, there. He chuckles again, moving it up to my hip. He snuggle into him, crawling into a little ball.

He curls up into a bigger ball, covering me. I breathe in his scent that smells of...watermelons, and.....sniff, aha! Gatorade. He smells like watermelon and Gatorade.

Parker coughs, laughing.
"Did you just smell me?" he says, and I blush, burying my face in his body. Which didn't help my blush at all.
"Babe, I don't think pressing even more into me is going to make your blushing stop," he says, basically speaking exactly what I just thought.

"Heyyyyy...you called me babe," I point out.

] Parker's POV [

Aaron's points out the fact that I called her babe, and my eyes widen. I almost choke on air, but refrain from actually doing it.
"Um, well...haha, d-did I? I-I don't think I did... Uh," I stumble. She laughs.

"Calm down, babe," she says, and I thank her using telepathy because she basically just told me I could call her that. We just kind of lay there, slightly curled up around each other.

I rub my hands up and down her back, and she sighs, and kisses my chest. She keeps on kissing, moving her way up and along my neck, but then stops, finishing it off with a kiss on the lips.

I deepen the kiss, and she sighs. We don't stop for anything. (Except for oxygen which is more important of course.) Ally even walks in on us, and tries to talk us into eating breakfast. But then she gives up because we are basically ignoring her.

After that, I guess we basically ignore everything around us and just focus on the people right in front of our faces. Literally. We finally stop, me breathing deeply and her panting against my shoulder.

"I'm hungry," she says, looking up at me.
"For what?" I tease, and she hits my chest gently.
"Hey.... But just to be clear, I meant food," she says, and I laugh, kissing the top of her head.

I rub little circles on her hip. She chuckles.
"What is up with you and the physical contact?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know," I kiss her forehead,"I guess," I kiss her her cheek,"I'm just grateful," I kiss her other cheek,"that I have you." I give her the grand finale of a kiss on her lips.

No, seriously. There is fireworks, (in my stomach). There is celebration, (in my mind). And there is complete and utter love, (in my heart).

Wait. Did I just say love? Holy crap-
"Parker, are you okay?" Aaron's asks, and I blink.
"Oh yeah, um....yeah."
"You looked  like you were thinking, and then you sorta freaked out a little," she says, cocking up an eyebrow.

"Um, I was just thinking, uh...I mean, I was thinking about what we we're eating for breakfast?" I offered.
"So you freaked out at the idea of what we were eating for breakfast?" she says, looking at me weirdly.
"Well, no...I mean, ergh," I say, frustrated. I don't think she loves me back. I just won't say anything.

] Aaron's POV [

I place my hand on Parker's cheek, and he looks at me, sad, and maybe a little hurt. But why would he be hurt?
"Parker, it's okay. You can tell me anything," I say, running my thumb along his lower lip. This is killing me, to see him like this. I think, I think...that I might love him. But he surely doesn't love me back.

He gives me one last look of pain, and takes a deep breath.

"Um, so I liked you as soon as I saw that you didn't want me. And just because I'm considered 'hot' at school. You didn't try to make me like you, you just decided to be yourself, and I couldn't help but definitely like you a lot. And then, we kept going, and as all of us moved along, I just couldn't stop staring at you. You are so beautiful. Inside and out.

"And you blush whenever I mention something about kissing, but you like to tease me too. And you don't really think that you're too pretty, but you are. And it's really sad that you can't see how beautiful you are. And when I kiss you, it's not like a, 'oh, I like kissing her a lot because now I have girlfriend, and she's cool' kind of thing. I mean, when we kissed, just moments ago, I couldn't help but start thinking about you right as soon as we stopped.

"And I was thinking about how there were fireworks in my stomach, celebration in my mind, and love in my heart," he stops talking, and I gasp.

"I know. I'm probably too young to feel love. To actually say that I love someone, and mean it. But I love you Aaron. And if you decide that you don't love me back, and you want to break up, that's...okay, as long as that's what you want. But I won't ever stop loving you because that's just the way my heart works."

I start breathing really hard. He, he loves me.

I thought he didn't love me. But he does..
"Oh my God," is all I can manage to get out, and even then, it's a whisper. He looks down.
"Yeah. I know you don't love me back, just please-" I slam my lips onto his, cutting him off, mid-sentence.

I pull away, smiling like an idiot.
"I thought I was the only one, but I guess I'm not." I kiss him again.

He responds well, kissing me back like he'll never get another chance.
"I thought you didn't love me back, but I was obviously wrong. Because I love you too," I whisper, crashing into him again.

We keep on going, whispering, "I love you," at random moments.

We finally stop, me smiling and blushing.
"That's the blush I'm talking about, the one that I fell for," he says, cupping my face in his hands, and sitting us up.

Because that's what it is now:

Us.

***

Well then, that was a helpful chapter.

So, I'm not even going to repeat what I literally just wrote because you just read it.  Ooh! So, Parker smells like Gatorade and watermelon. It took me forever to decide on what he smelled like.

I just realized that if my my friend asked me what I was writing about on Wattpad, I'd have a strange answer.
"Oh, you know, trying to figure out what one of my characters smells like."

Totally normal.

And now:

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