I got home at around six in the morning.
Mainly, unwillingly.
I woke up at around three a.m, because I needed to go use the restroom. So I slipped out of Jordan's warm arms and went to the restroom. There door didn't have a lock, so I assumed no one would be at the restroom at this time.
So I opened the door.
And I saw his Grandpa fully naked, sitting on the toilet, with a large newspaper thankfully covering his 'area'.
I literally screamed.
He did too.
The second I stopped screaming, he started yelling at me in Italian?, and I backed out of the restroom as fast as I could. I went to Jordan's room and decided to hold my piss when I found out he was awake. He was sitting on his bed, rubbing his eyes and he looked so fucking adorable!
Anyways.
He said he heard a scream and I told him what happened. He laughed so loudly, I thought the neighbors would hear, and he didn't stop for around a minute. He laughed so hard his face went red.
A few minutes after that, we were wide awake, talking, joking, and flirting, when his Grandpa, or Nono, busts in his room. He says in English, with a thick Italian accent, for me to go home.
Of course we don't listen.
I could already tell I was on his bad side.
We goofed off, at around four we went to McDonalds because he was craving some Hot Cakes. I thought it was crazy to have breakfast that early, but when we arrived at McDonalds, twenty people were there, eating breakfast.
We went to the park after that, and I finally went home, him giving me a sweet kiss before I left.
I was lying on my bed, thinking about my day, when I realized something.
None of us had brushed our teeth.
I was disgusted. Eh, not really.
I mean, with Jordan, all I feel is happiness.
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A WEEK LATER
Monday rolled along, and this time, Jordan went to school. I didn't know if he wanted me to be his girlfriend or not, so I just played it cool. Cool as in fidgety and making him ask if anything was bothering me.
Yup. I was a great actress.
Jordan and I ended up holding hands and walking to Algebra. Mr. Butler looked at us as if we were the gum off his shoe, shook his head, and yelled, "No PDA in my classroom."
Jordan snickered. Squeezing my ass, he said, "Why? 'Cause you're jealous of us?"
I couldn't hold back my laughter. "Shut up, Jordan! You dumbass!"
Mr. Butler narrowed his eyes. "Mr. Mitchell, not one word from you, you hear me young man? Or else I will call your grandmother."
Jordan rolled his eyes. "Like Nonna would care." We walked away before Mr. Butler could say anymore.
We made it to our seats and I sighed, remembering the times Jordan used to 'pretend' I was his girlfriend. Look at us now.
"Whatcha thinkin' 'bout, babe?" He whispered in my ear, causing my whole body to shiver. I turned my head and was met with a pair of sea green eyes. Sighing, I said, "I was thinking about the times you flirted with me and my reactions."
He snorted. "Well, looks like you fell for my charms."
I hit his arm. "Like you're one to talk."
