Chapter 7

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Ciara's P.O.V.:

"No! Dean! Get away from me!" I shouted and ran away laughing.

"In your dreams! You cracked two eggs on my head and you're not giving me revenge?" he questioned.

What happened? Well, Dean and I planned on studying. Which we did. But then we were tired of it and decided to bake muffins for Josh tonight. We're having pizza and a movie night at his place. I joked with Dean and cracked two eggs on his head and now he's chasing me around the room with a bag of flour and a bowl full whipped cream.

"Nope! I'm not going to give myself karma," I said, if that made sense. I ran to the couch and stood behind it. Dean ran after me and stood on the other side of it.

"You know, we have to leave for Josh' place soon, anyways, so you might as well suck it up and come here," he laughed.

"Dean, what's that?" I shouted and pointed at nothing behind him. Success! He turned around, which gave me the opportunity to run away.

"Wh-- hey!" he shouted and ran after me again. Suddenly I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist. I started to scream.

"No! I refuse to surrender!" I shouted while kicking my feet in the air. Dean laughed. Ugh I love his laugh.

"Too late," he said and suddenly everything turned white. I looked down at my clothes and gasped. Everything was covered in flour. I looked at the bag in Dean's hands. It was empty. He seriously emptied a full flour bag over my head. I looked at Dean and saw he had tears in his eyes and was standing double, because he was laughing so much. I glared playfully at him and grabbed the bowl of whipped cream out of his hand and emptied it on his head and shirt. There. That'll teach him.

He stood up straight and looked at me with a serious look on his face. He didn't even move muscle until he opened his arms.

"Come, give me a hug," he said with a smirk.

My eyes widened. "No, no!" I said and turned to walked away, but he grabbed me by my arm and pulled me in his chest and hugged me tight, causing the whipped cream drench my clothes.

"Yeah, okay," I said as I pulled away from his embrace, with so much regret, "I don't want to arrive at Josh' place looking like someone who hasn't had a shower in ages, so I'm going to go," I said and grabbed my denim jacket. "Can you write down Josh' address for me, so I can go to him when I'm done?" I asked as I put on my jacket.

"Why don't you write down yours and I'll pick you up in a few hours and we can go together?" he suggested. Not a bad idea.

"Well, Dean, believe it or not, but I live across from you," I blushed. I looked at him and saw him grin. He's so cute.

"Even better. I'll pick you up in two hours," he said and chuckled as he wiped the whipped cream off his shirt.

"Sounds good," I said and what he did next surprised me. He softly cupped my cheek in his large hand and pressed a kiss on my cheek. I blushed and I think I looked like a tomato.

"See you later, beautiful," he said and I went to the door.

"See you soon, Dean," I said and walked out the door. I had a massive grin on my face the entire walk home, which was like ten steps. As soon as I stepped foot in my house I went upstairs to the bathroom. I threw my clothes in the washing machine and stepped in the shower. When I finished I walked to the bedroom and went to my closet. I took my favourite little black dress out and my black heels. I put them on and looked at myself in the mirror. Not too bad. I looked pretty good actually. I grabbed my beauty case and applied my makeup. As soon as I finished applying my lipstick I heard the doorbell ring. What? Have two hours passed already? I looked at the time. Shit, two hours. I grabbed my leather jacket from the chair and put it over my shoulders. I quickly put on my heels and went downstairs. I opened the door and saw a very handsome Dean.

"This looks better on your than eggs and whipped cream," I giggle and step outside.

"Thanks," he chuckled, "that looks better on you than whipped cream and flour," he laughed. I love his laugh.

I closed and locked the door and started walking. Dean was walking next to me and I felt him grab my hand in his. I was already scared what my feelings were going to do to me. Am I falling for Dean? But that's way too fast, since we've only met today. Maybe it was love at first sight? I thought about it the whole way over to Josh. Not too much, because Dean was holding my hand. Ha. Haha.





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