fallen - book one

bad braids and passenger - three

"You have ice cream on your nose." He said, giggling and pointing. I crossed my eyes to try and see it, but I couldn't see it.

"Where?" I asked.

"On the tip." He wipe it off with his own napkin.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"No problem Boo." He threw away our ice cream as we finsihed.

"So where should we go now?" I questioned.

"Ooh! The ball pit!" He squealed.

"Luke, it's for like- kids." I tried persuading him.

"So?" He shrugged like it was okay that a six foot man would just jump into a ball pit.

He laced his fingers through mine and ran over to the ball pit, jumping in immediately. I giggled as his head popped up from under all the balls.

"Come into these balls!" He said, then blushed. "Not like that." He rushed.

I shrugged and went in after him, feeling myself being pulled towards him.

"Can I braid your hair?" He asked.

"You know how?" I giggled.

"It can't be that hard." He chuckled. I shrugged as he turned my body around, sitting on his lap. His bum could touch the floor of the pit since it was only about a foot. Where we dived in was pretty deep- I mean what if a kid got swallowed in?

I felt his fingers pull on different strands in my hair, he was constantly huffing in frustration, getting annoyed at how hard this was. After a long while of waiting, he finally finished.

"Ta-da!" He said happily.

My braid reached down to my back, I needed to get my hair cut- it was way to long.

"Will you take a selfie with me?" He asked, pulling his phone out. I chuckled and nodded my head.

"Smile!" He said, before pressing the button. "Okay now do a silly face." I stuck my tongue out, as he pressed the button once again.

This time before I could do anything he kissed my cheek and snapped the picture, I started blushing as he took another one.

"Aww look your blushing." He giggled, showing me the photo. I rolled my eyes and pushed his hands away.

"So," I started.

"Let's go to the park!" He said happily, standing up, then helping me up.

"Why the park?" I asked, as we walked out of the ball pit; getting weird stares from adults.

"Because parks are for cool kids." He said, I only giggled.

"Once again, they're for ten year olds."

"So."

"Luke-"

"Madison, I'm going to the park with or without you." He turned to look at me, trying to keep a serious expression.

"Ugh."

"Ugh your face."

"That was the worst comeback."

"Your the worst comeback."

"Oh my god."

"Oh my god." He mimicked.

"Shut up." I chuckled. He's a six-foot five-year-old.

"Shut up." He mimicked again, and laughed after I didn't respond.

We walked over to the front gate of the park, man made lake. The little sucks and their mum's chasing after them.

"Does your piercing hurt?" I asked him genuinely worried.

"No, it's good." He smiled.

He plopped down on one of the swings, patting the one next to him motioning for me to sit.

"Madison, I'm really sorry." He started.

"It's fine." I looked down at my sandals.

"No it's not." He started, but I don't want to hear it.

"Luke, I need to get home." I spoke quietly, sitting up and smiling.

"I- bye." He spoke quietly.

-

The next few days consisted of me staying home alone in my room with Netflix, completely ignoring the girls texts.

"Madison, you are coming to brunch. I don't care what your excuse is. You haven't been out of the house in four days!" Mum shouted through the door.

I slipped out of my cozy bed and waddled over to my closet. For no exact reason, I just wanted to waddle.

I ended up wearing a pastel blue dress with some nude heels. I left my hair down, curling it slightly to leave beach waves; that for some reason didn't apperar, so I just straightened it. I put light makeup on, mascara and lip gloss; not wanting to do all the hard work.

I wend downstairs, phone I'm hand.

"Do you ever leave your phone?" Dad asked, irritated.

I hopped in the car, ignoring anyone and everyone that walked next to me; that is until I bumped into the green haired geek.

"Madie!" He said happily, embracing me.

"Mikey!" I cheered back, my arms around his neck.

"So how have ya been?" He asked, as we walked towards his black BMW.

"Good." I chuckled. "You?"

"Radical bro." He imitated some surfer guy- I guess? I giggled along with him.

We hopped into his car, michael hitting his head on the roof when he found out he was sitting on his key.

"Fuck." He moaned.

"Hey don't get all horny on me now." I giggled.

"I will roll the windows down and start moaning really loud." He teased, raising his eyebrow.

"No! People will think were having sex!" I giggled, trying not to though.

"That's the point." He winked.

"Please do-" I couldn't finish because he interrupted me with a really loud moan.

"Fuck!" He shouted. "Faster babe, faster please!" Oh god. "IM GOING TO CUM MADISON!" He screamed after shouting that.

"Fun." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Your a great passenger."

"Thanks."

"In more than one way." He winked.

I just giggled, and he joined in. We drove the whole way, belting out the lyrics to I Can't Fell My Face.