Paris' POV
Hunter and Blake finally left (after Hunter ate all of my hot cheetos, and Blake flirting with me) so I get on my phone and go in snapchat.
I see hunters updates.
Then I see it.
I knew he didn't feel the same.
I knew he didn't find me attractive.
That picture tells it all.
(Picture on top or side)
Guess I know now.
I exit out of the app before i finish his story.
I decided to text Blake.
To : Bllakee
Hey wanna come back over? Lol .
From : Bllakee
Sure, see you soon cutie.
I blush as I read the text.
I jump off of my bed and run to my closet.
I find a good outfit ( blue highwaisted shorts with a gray sweater, and a marron beenie.)
After im done changing, I hear a knock at the door, and my brothers door open.
"I got it!!" I yell as I almost throw myself down the stairs.
I straighten my self up and open the door.
"Hey Paris " Blake says.
"Hey Blake" I smile.
"You look gorgeous." He staits.
"Thanks Blake." I say as I look at my shoes.
"Wanna go to the park?" He questions.
I nod and tell my brother.
We head out the door and start out to the park.
We get to the park and barely anyone is there.
We race to the swings and Blake wins.
"So why did you want to hang out again, I literally just left like one hour ago." He chuckles.
"Well, it might sound stupid but I thought Hunter, might actually like me. But I saw his snapchat story, that said he saw a cute girl, and asking what to do." I say in a huge breath.
"I'm sorry, Paris. I really am. But he doesn't deserve you. He doesn't, if he doesn't realize how great you are, like I do." He says, moving a strand of hair out of my face.
"Blake? I... I think I like you." I say, after a second.
"I think I like you to Paris."
Everything happens so fast. I started leaning and, and so did he.
Soon our lips were touching.
It was good. But not like I imagined it.
"I know its soon and all.. but will you be my girlfriend?" He asked.
I nod my head yes.
He smiles and kisses me again.
Maybe I really don't need Hunter after all.
Me and Blake go for a walk, hand in hand, talking about God knows what.
But along the walk we walked pass Hunters house.
He was outside.
He jogged up to us and started talking.
"Hi guys! What are ya up to?" He asked.
"Nothing Hunter." I say and keep walking.
"Paris, you can't shut him out" Blake whispers in my ear.
"I know. It's just hard." I whisper back.
"Go talk to him, I'll give you space, I'll keep walking, ketch up when you're done." He said as he squeezes my hand.
I nod, he kisses my head, and I walk to Hunter.
"What was that?" He askes, pointing to Blake.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Well, you were holding hands, then he kissed your head." He said.
"And...?" I question.
"Why did he do that?" He said annoyed.
"Cause we're dating" I say in a duh tone.
"You're WHAT?!" He screams.
Hunters POV
I can't believe it.
Shes dating him?
What about me?
I could treat her better.
I thought she felt the same.
I guess not.
"Yeah, we're dating." She says again.
"But you guys JUST met."
"And? It's not like I'm saying we're in love, all I'm saying, is were dating. Getting to know each other. And frankly, hes good to me." She speaks.
I nod and walk away quitely.
Paris' POV
Sometimes I fucking hate the feelings Hunter gives me.
I like him, but I hate him at the same time and I dont know what to do.
I catch up to Blake and intertwine our fingers.
"How'd it go?" He asked.
"He asked what was going on between us... I told him about us dating... he flipped out." I sighed.
"Why?" He wondered.
"I honestly have no idea."
Me and Blake got back to my house soon enough.
I walked in, and saw my mom on the couch.
"Hey mom. Blake's here." I said.
"Ahh, Blake, how's it going?" She asked getting up.
"Good. How about you Mrs. Feilds?" He asked. I saw him get a little nervous. I chuckle a little and squeeze his hand.
"Good, good, what are you kids up to?" She giggled. I think she saw him tense up when she asked how he was.
"Nothing, we just went to the park and we talked to Hunter a little." I shrugged.
"So Hunters not coming?" She asked.
"Nope."
"Okay." She gave me a suspicious look.
"Well me and Blake are going to go swimming sooo bye."
"I dont have swim shorts." He laughed as I pulled him up the stares.
"You can borrow my brothers. " I shrugged.
I send him into the bathroom with a pair of trunks and go into my room and change into my swimsuit.
I find the best one.
Blue highwaisted bottoms with a halter top that's black.
I find a long white tee-shirt and put it over the suit and walk out to get towels.
Blake walks out and we race down the stairs, to the backyard, and by the pool.
Blake jumps in and splashes me.
"Oh no you didn't!!" I shriek.
I drop the towels, and take of the tee shirt.
I run and jump into the pool and splash him back.
He laughs and pulls me to him.
He wraps my legs around his waste and walks us over to the steps.
He sits down and smiles at me.
I blush, so I shove my face into the crook of his neck.
He kisses my head.
"Your beautiful Paris." He whispers.
"I look like a potato." I sigh.
"Then your the most beautiful potato ever. And p.s. I love potatos." He chuckles.
I giggle and hug him.
He hugs back and kisses my head again.
I could get used to this.
