It's Mason's birthday. We stayed up until it was three. Then we all crashed. About time since we'd been up since six. Once I saw the lights peeking through my bedroom window, I knew it was time to get up. I thought I would be the first one up but it was Mason.
"Hey," I say sleepily. He crawls over to me to hug me.
"Hi," he says.
"I forgot to say happy birthday at midnight," I say.
"Doesn't matter," he chuckles. "You look cute when you first wake up."
"No I don't. I look like an escaped monkey," I mutter.
"But you're my escaped monkey," he says and kisses my forehead. We end up climbing on my bed and watching a movie of his choice. It ended up being Iron Man 3. As I said, the soul of an eight year old. When the movie begins, I look up at him. He looked especially cute at this angle.
"What? Is there something on my face?" He asks.
"I think you're really cute," I say. "And I really love you."
He paused the movie and looked at me with a growing desire. There was a look like live in his eyes and it lit me up inside.
"I'm lucky to have you," he says, putting his arm around me. "You're the only one I need. And you're cute when you're jealous. It's kinda hot but you are insanely hot." I blush and rest my head on his bare chest, abs directly in my view. His heartbeat quickening. It made me melt knowing that his heartbeat quicken with me.
"And you're beautiful. And you make me happy. The happiest I've ever been. You're my butterfly," he continues.
"Remember when I told you that I was going to kill myself?" I ask.
"Yeah, I'm happy that you confided in me," he says. Then he looks at me with my gaze still fixed in the discarded laptop. "Don't you ever do something like that again. I don't know what I'd do without you. I love you."
My eyes start to water as he says that. One of my tears drop on his abs and he pulls me upright.
"Don't cry," he begs.
"I'm crying because your words make me melt," I say wiping my eyes. "I love you too."I somehow find my way onto his lap and look at him. Deep in the eyes.
"You're Joanne's boy," I whisper in his ear.
I kiss him and he kisses me back, lips moving slowly. In complete sync with mine. His arms around my waist and my hands pressed against his chest, moving to his neck. He opens his mouth against but I keep my mouth closed. I liked to tease him. Then he pinches me and I moan. I feel him smirk against the kiss. I wrap my fingers in his hair.
"Asshole," I say into the kiss.
"That's your favourite word for me isn't it?"
I just smile and keep kissing him hard. He travels to my jaw, down my neck and I smile as he then works his way back to my mouth. We pull away from each other, slightly rumpled. I put my head on his chest. Again, abs directly in view. And he rests his head against mine as he presses play. Waiting for Mai and Alisha to wake up. I felt damn lucky.
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I walk out of the bathroom in my towel, trying to avoid Mason. Pervert was trying to see me in my bra. I heard his footsteps running up the stairs and made a dash for my room. I slam the door just as he's about to come in.
"Awww, I missed you again," he whines.
"How do I put up with you?"
"Because you love me," he answers.
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She Told Me Lies | The Joanne McKinley Diaries 1
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