After many attempts to get Gavin to take a shower himself, he finally begins to get ready for the party while I sit on his bed and look around his room.
I hear the water turn off and Gavin walks out with only a towel wrapped around his waist, showing off his glistening, sculpted chest.
I blush and look down.
"What should I wear?" He asks and I think about how strange this question is compared to what we usually talk about.
"What are the choices?" He shrugs, heading over to his closet and pulling out a white button up shirt and then a black one just like it.
I stand up and take them both, holding the white up to his chest and then the black, tilting my head to the side.
"Hmm, I'd say white," I smile and he grins at me, pecking my lips once, and then again, dropping the shirts and grabbing my hips, kissing all over my face. "Stop!"
I'm giggling as his scruffy face tickles my face, his lips make contact with my cheeks, neck, lips, and forehead. He's so cute.
"Gavin!" I laugh and he chuckles.
"Okay, okay, what about pants?"
"Dark jeans," I answer right away. "Now get away, your making me wet."
He smirks. Oops.
"Am I now?"
"You know what I mean," I blush.
"So I don't make you wet?" He teases.
"Gavin! Ju-just go get changed," I place my hands on my cheeks in attempt to cool them down.
He throws his head back in laughter before picking up his clothes and heading to the bathroom.
That boy...
When he comes out his hair is gelled nicely and his shirt is a little see through so you can see his tan skin underneath. He also has the sleeves rolled up to his elbows showing of his forearms and the top three buttons undone.
"How do I look?" He asks.
"Good," I smile and stand up.
"Just good?" He asks, playfully.
"You look really hot," I bite my lip and he smirks.
"That's better."
Grabbing his keys, we walk out to his car and begin driving to the party.
Maybe I sound a little clingy saying this, but I wish we would just stay at his house and watch tv all night. Talk and cuddle and, of course, kiss.
Gavin places his hand on my thigh and I smile in content.
The house is crowded by the time we get there, cars are parked down the curb as far as I can see. There's people on the porch talking and laughing, some sitting by themselves and looking out at the lit up neighborhood.
The music is loud, the bass can be heard even from the outside and I can tell that this is definitely one of the more popular parties of the year.
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Teen Fiction"What you said hurt, asshole. What did you think would happen?" I yell in his face. I'm so angry that I could most definitely shove his face into the brick wall. "How was I supposed to act after you kiss my brother?!" He shouts back. "Your an even...
