Behind The Scenes

Chapter 5 - Rowan's POV

I guess I might have overreacted.

I still felt sad, though. I still felt...jealous. Jealous that he wasn't mine, jealous that he was going with Olivia.

Part of me wanted him to leave... But the other (larger) part wanted him to stay. I still liked him, no matter what. Whether he thought of me as a sister or a friend or a...girlfriend.

Peyton looked around and walked over to my desk. At first, I didn't think it was a big deal, but then I saw him reach for something at the corner of my eye: my diary.

Every single one of my secrets are written down there, in my handwriting. "Peyton nearly touched me today" "Peyton looked at me today" "Peyton smiled at me today". Shit!

"NO!" I shouted, running towards him and reaching for my diary. Peyton laughed and raised it high in the air.

"Give. It. Back!" I exclaimed, jumping on my tiptoes. But he was too tall for me. "Peyton, I swear! If you don't give it back right now, I'll- I'll-"

"It's just your diary, Rowan! Can I just-"

"NO!" I rolled my eyes. "You asked for it!"

I leapt onto Peyton without thinking and knocked him down, knocking my diary off his hand at the same time.

We were sprawled across the floor. Me on top of him. His arms around me.

"I'm so sorry- oh my god," I said, getting off him-

-But he pulled me back in. "It's okay..." He whispered.

"What's okay?"

He chuckled softly. "All this."

I smiled. I felt his heart pounding against his chest. Why? I was like his little sister or something. Why was he doing this?

"This is awkward. I should just... Get off you... I'm so sorry this happened-"

He pulled me in.

And we kissed.

It wasn't Riley and Lucas. It wasn't scripted. It was real.

Our first kiss was on "Girl Meets First Date". It was fast and was barely memorable and I didn't feel anything.

This was- something else.

Peyton's arms were wrapped around me. It was a slow, soft kiss.

If I'm too young, to fall in love... Why do you keep running through my brain?

I wanted to pause that moment and everything would stay like that forever. I wanted this happy, sappy and pleasant feeling to stay. I wanted Peyton. Really, really bad.

I don't know why I pulled back. "Peyton...I don't think this is right... I mean, I'm 16 and you're 19, you're going to college and I'm just...me."

"But I like you." His eyelashes looked golden in the sunlight coming from the window.

"But... I'm like your little sister!" I spluttered. "It...it's not right!"

He kissed my cheek. "Who ever said that?"

I propped down next to him, leaning on his shoulder. "The social media... The Lucaya shippers... You..."

"Hey, I was lying anyways. I just didn't want to have a bodyguard following me around everywhere. Right now. It's what matters."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Maybe really will be our always," I joked. He didn't seem to get it because it was TFIOS and I don't think he read it. His confused face was so adorable. I couldn't resist giving him a peck on the cheek before pulling him on his feet as well.

"I really like you, Rowan."

I smiled like an idiot.

"Wait... I don't," he hugged me and he wrapped his arms around me protectively. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you, too," I couldn't resist grinning and smiling. It felt magical. To be here with him. Finally being with him.

Still...there was a part of me that told me not to trust him. He did hurt me yesterday...and he was going to the party with Olivia Stuck.

"So...are we like, together?" I asked. "Because...I don't want this to be like an unofficial date," quoting Girl Meets Semi-Formal.

"Do you want to?" He asked, his eyes sparkling. 

"I dunno..." I felt nervous about it. I liked him, but I didn't want the paparazzi to be chasing us around and fans screaming.

"Well, I want to," he gave me an encouraging smile.

"I-"

I heard footsteps coming from the stairs. "Rowan, honey?" Mom shouted.

"Shit, it's my mom!" I panicked and looked around for Peyton but he was already gone. I looked out the window-

He was on the pipe!?

"Text me, Row Row," he winked and climbed down, sprinting across the backyard. I stared out the window after him dreamily. Ah.

My door creaked open and my mom peeked in. "Is everything alright? Are you talking to yourself?"

I turned around and shook my head. "Nah, I'm okay. I was uh, singing."

My mom laughed, "Okay. I trust you," she said. "But don't tell me you were talking to a guy on the phone- I see some flecks in your eyes... It's like you're in love." She closed the door, chuckling. "YOU'RE 16, SWEETIE!" She called while going downstairs.

Well that was a close one.

I went to bed and my phone buzzed.

Pey Pey ♥︎ : gn rowwww 💕

Rowboat : goodnight Pey 💜🌙

Maybe it was fate. Maybe we were supposed to be together.

I closed my eyes, smiling.

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Lol this is like inspired by high school musicalllll anyways CAN I WAKE UP TO 600 READS? AND 100 VOTES? AND 100 COMMENTs? lol sorry I'm hyper ILYASM thank you for reading this... I'll try and update tomorrow :) goodnight xx 🌵💖 -rach