Memories (Wesley Stromberg)

Chapter 19 'Sleepover'

Cameron's POV

"You're staying tonight, right?" I asked Wesley on our way back to my house.

"Yeah, if you want me to," he answered.

"Of course I want you to! Even though it may not seem like you're doing anything for me, I just want to thank you for being with me. It's hard being the only person in the house sometimes."

"I just didn't know if you were tired of me yet," he chuckled.

"I could never get tired of you. You're like a leech that's just a part of me now," I laughed. He rolled his eyes playfully and chuckled with me.

"You can always come stay with us. The guys love you," he chuckled. I always wish I hung out with Keaton and Drew more. They're just as fun to be around as Wesley. I like when they're all together and play me music.

"Can we tonight? I miss Keaton and Drew," I pleaded. He shook his head while laughing at my eagerness.

"Yes, we can," he said. We stopped at my house, so I could get a change of clothes. We then drove to the store to get some snacks for tonight.

"We have to get ice cream," I begged, pulling his arm toward the freezer section. He followed along as I looked for a flavor. He picked out a tub of cookies and cream. I decided to go with it. We went to his house then.

"Keaton! Drew! Did you miss me?" I yelled, running into the living room where they were playing video games. I jumped onto their laps and spread my body across them.

"Cameron! I missed you," Keaton enthusiastically said. Drew tried to push me off, making me fall flat on my butt. I stuck my tongue out at him, so he opened his arms for a hug. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his muscular waist.

"I missed my little bug," he said, putting me down and rubbing my hair.

"I missed by Drew Bear," I giggled.

"You're stuck with me for the night," I informed them, sticking my tongue out again. Keaton cheered, and Drew did an eye roll.

"We're watching a movie by the way, so if you don't want to watch, get out," I bossed them. They slowly and angrily shut their game off. Wesley popped the movie in and got the snacks. I shared the couch with him, snuggling up into his side. I would feel his lips on my head every so often, and it was the cutest thing ever. It was growing late, and I saw that Drew and Keaton were already dozing off. I looked at Wesley and saw that he was still wide awake, fiddling with a strand of my hair.

"We should go swimming," I said excitedly. I love night swimming. Wesley and I used to do it all the time.

"It'll be cold, though," he whined.

"You wuss! Fine, I'll just go skinny dipping by myself," I smirked, getting up and heading outside. I looked back, and he was quickly following me. I stripped down to my bra and underwear, as he did his boxers. He held my hand and jumped in, but I let go and stayed on the edge of the pool. I don't know why, but I was feeling daring tonight, so after he surfaced, I unhooked my bra and slid off my panties.

"I'm liking this view," he hollered before I dove in. I swam away from him, and he kept trying to catch me. I slipped right through his grasp every time. He finally cornered me. I laughed and splashed him a little. I giddily kissed his lips, but he turned it into a passionate make out session. Our tongues danced in each others mouths and explored every inch of the new surroundings. I knew our kiss was growing intense when his hand started to roam my uncovered body. I pulled away, acting as if I had to catch my breath.

"We should- um, head inside," I suggested. My confidence slowly faded away as I realized that Wesley had never seen me like this. He nodded and swam to the steps. I suddenly felt very self conscious. I didn't want him to see me naked now that he had touched my body the way he did. I don't even know why because I'm one hundred percent comfortable around him.

"Could you grab me a towel?"

"Yeah, just a sec," he said, throwing his shorts on. He jogged inside and came back out seconds later with a towel. I wrapped myself up in it as I walked out of the pool.

"You know, you have an amazing body, you don't have to be shy in front of me," he winked, but was very serious at the same time.

"Thanks, I guess," I giggled a little. I grabbed my clothes, and with the towel still tightly wrapped around my body, went up to Wesley's room. I was searching through his drawers for some clothes, even though I brought an extra pair of my own.

"Do you know how many guys would be dying to be me right now?"

"Why's that?" I giggled, but then realized that I was standing basically naked in his room.

"You're standing here, naked, in my room," he chuckled.

"Well, you know how many girls would like to be me? Standing here naked in Wesley Stromberg's room? But then again, he hasn't tried to make any moves on me, so maybe they wouldn't want to be me," I chuckled teasingly.

"I didn't know you wanted to play that way," he chuckled, plopping on his bed. I threw a shirt and some sweats on while covering myself with the towel and plopped beside him. I snuggled under his blanket and into his side.

"I'm so thankful for a guy like you in my life," I sighed into his chest.

"And I'm thankful for a girl like you, Cameron Jacobs."

"Goodnight, Wesley."

"Goodnight, babe," he whispered, kissing my head and turning the light off. I couldn't seem to go to sleep though. I just listened to the steady sound of Wesley's breaths. It calmed me until I found my own eyes falling shut and my breathing slowing down.