Ella's POV
"Welcome to my treehouse!" Johann says grabbing a bag of jelly beans.
I plop on a red small bean bag chair. Johann lays on a rug and continues to eat the candy.
"You know, I like candy too!" I joke grabbing the bag from him.
I grab a handful and try to pass it back. My hand slips and they all fall to the floor.
"Damn it." I grunt under my breath.
I try to clean it up and I feel another hand. It was Johann's. I pull my hand away and shrug it off. Johann softly grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. He stands up and so do I.
"Did I ever tell you that you're beautiful?" He asks stroking my cheek.
I gulp and answer. "No, not really."
"Well you are, plus you're ethereal."
"I'm what?"
"Ethereal, that means when someone's too perfect for the world, just like you."
I give him a small smile and he wraps his arms around me. I feel fuzzy, if that's what you call it. It's like a warm feeling including happiness, comfortability, and nostalgia.
After a couple minutes of hugging, we pull away and start to clean up my mess.
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"It's 2 AM, the party must be over." Johann says checking the time on his phone.
I see a missed call.
Missed call from Mariana.
He locks his phone and we both put on our shoes. We make our way back to the party and no ones in the pool nor near the patio. I walk inside the house and rush to the living room. My drunk friends lay on the floor and couch. Well, except Marta, she was chatting with Jaime in the corner.
"Ella! Nice way to ruin the moment," Marta whines.
"C'mon we have to go home. Grab your stuff and say bye to Jaime," I explain grabbing one of her heels laying on the ground.
"Ugh fine."
She puts on her heels and Johann catches up to me.
"Hey don't run away from me," Johann jokes.
"I didn't, I was checking up on everyone," I chuckle.
"Ok good! How 'bout a good night hug before you leave?"
His arms wrap around me and I wrap him around as well. Johann's head buries into my neck and I feel his soft light brown hair. A grin ends up on my face.
There's a loud cough heard.
"Um, we have to go, I can't drive I had some shots. (DO NOT UNDER DRINK) " She points to the door.
"I'll see you soon, Johann. Don't worry,"
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Picture Perfect ✧ j.v
Fanfice·the·re·al əˈTHirēəl/ extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world. our relationship was never picture perfect. and that's what i loved about it. [au] liz | cncobrats updates | monday