Stuck with the Bad Boy | ✔️

20. Sunshine and Bubblegum

Nix's P.O.V.

A crash wakes me. "Wha?" I stumble over the words and open my eyes to find Em practically screaming and Luca standing there laughing his ass off.

Emily's standing in front of the tall mirror hanging over the bathroom door, pulling at a strand of blonde hair. But it's not all blonde.

The bubblegum stuck to her hair like glue.

I find myself whacking Luca in the back of the head. "Seriously? Did you do this?"

He rubs his head with a hurt look. "What? Kitten, I wouldn't dream of it." His mischievous smile appeared slightly.

Smug asshole.

I slipped or of the bed and walked towards Emily. "Calm yourself or we'll never get it out." I reached to help untangle strands from the sticky trap.

All the while Em just keeps mumbling about how she's never chewing gum again.

***

After an hours worth of work, the bubblegum is out of her hair. She immediately going to take a shower, I can understand why considering that was so sticky. Luca lies peacfully asleep on the bed, handsome as ever. Since Emily takes the longest of showers, I see no harm in laying with him for a while.

The best feels so soft beneath my fingers as I crawl up next to him. Compared to the gum I'd had my hands in, this is a luxurious feeling.

I guess the movement of the bed awoke him because he grumbles, stretches, and opens his dark gray eyes. A small smile appears on his face.

"Sorry I woke you." I mumble quietly.

"Come here, Princessa." He grabs my waist and pulls me to him.

I lay my head on his chest as he pulls my leg over his.

"Do you know what we're even gonna do today?" I ask.

"Not a clue. Wander around?"

"Oh! How about another trip to Victoria's Secret?!" I giggle as he groans.

"No... No more trips in there. I love lingerie but not on a rack."

Speaking of lingerie.... He's never come onto me in a sexual way. What is he waiting for? The bad boy doesn't wanna sleep with me? He just wants to cuddle? Doubtful. I mean, he makes dirty jokes and we talk about going farther, but he's never being serious.

Before I can stop myself, words start spilling from my mouth, "How come you've never asked me to wear lingerie?" He starts to laugh before he realizes it was a serious question.

"I don't know, I guess I just don't think you'd want to take it that far."

"You think I don't want to have sex with you?" I laugh. "Seriously? Do you not see what you do to me?"

"I just don't want to do anything before you're ready."

"I'm ready anytime." Oh what have I done. What happened to marriage?

"Okay, then." He begins, "I pray you don't regret those words."

***
IHOP does not like seven loud teenagers. We got kicked out, they didn't even make us pay. So actually it turned out pretty well for us.

"Well, since brekfast was cut short, what do we do now?" Mason voices my thoughts.

Just like in those cliche movies, a flier come drifting on the breeze, landing right in front of him. He bends to pick it up, reading it aloud, "Carnival at the Boardwalk." He smiles, "It's going on right now. We should check it out."

Emily squeals latching on to Nate's arm and I'm pretty sure that decided it. A carnival could be fun. I haven't been to one in a long time. The last one I went to was with Cody, that's how I got my tattered wolf plush. Funny how the two people I love more than anything both got me wolves.

That carnival day was one of my favorites I've ever had, I'd never seen Cody smile that way before that and I never had since. The Ferris wheel was his favorite. I remember it crystal clear. His hair was wind blown and hot as hell so that made it even better. It was the first time I'd ever ridden a Ferris wheel. It's also the only time I've ever ridden one. I glance at Luca, "You'll go, won't you?" My voice is a whisper.

I think he sees that there's meaning behind the Carnival to me. "Of course. Anything for you." He puts his arm around me in that Edward Cullen, way. I'm not in love with twilight but damn that scene was amazing.

Since Luca drove yesterday I'm okay with him driving my car now, so when he offers to drive, I oblige.

"Roll the windows down." He says to me.

"Kay."

He turns on the radio, which is playing Beating Heart by Ellie Goulding. Orange rays showered the car like you'd see in a Tumblr picture. To top that off, my small dreamcatcher hung on the rear view mirror.

"Could our lives get more cliche?" I ask.

"Nope. Not possible." He responds immediately.

My gaze goes to him. He's got on a dark gray T-shirt that suits him perfectly. His jeans are almost black, I don't know what it is with him and the gray scale but I hope he always stays attached to those colors. His aviators match mine, I'm pretty sure we were made for each other. I'm in a neon yellow graphic t crop top with the fringe and some white cut off shorts. We both have on Vans shoes as well. Seriously, perfect match together.

The wind whips through my car, blowing around the long waves of my brown, sun bleached hair. I love this feeling. I hope it never fades.

Far too soon the Ferris wheel appears through the skyscraper buildings. My excitement boils over, "oh my god this is amazing!", I'm practically hysterical over here.

We're here.

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I'm so sorry I've been gone so long. I needed a break. So I made a short chapter for you guys. Thank you for reading this! It means a ton that so many of you are enjoying my story.

~ Nyx S.