YouTube's Princess (Westheeditor)

Wes

I pulled her on top of me and she gladly climbed over me. I pressed my lips against hers and began to pull her against me when a thought popped into my mind, stopping everything. She pulled away and propped herself on the bed next to me, "What?" She asked hesitantly and I turned my head to look at her. Her deep blue eyes were sparkling as always and her hair was golden from the lights in my room.

"This isn't too fast, right?" I asked her, remembering the small details she revealed to me about her past, "I don't want to pressure you or make you uncomfortable in anyway."

"Wes," she said hesitantly and I felt her breathing become uneasy, "I'm fine." She told me, "I can handle kissing. It's the real stuff that I'm not so sure about yet."

"I don't want to pressure you into doing anything," I told her again, "I want you to be completely comfortable with me."

"I am," she said with a smile, "Thank you for worrying about me." 

I smiled and pulled her back on top of me, "Now, where were we?" I asked in a deeper voice as I pulled her on top of me and kissed her.

She rolled on to her back and I hovered over her, "You're really beautiful." I told her with a smile.

"I bet you say that to all the girls," she replied with a smirk as she avoided my eyes. She began to blush and I lightly rubbed my thumb over her face.

"You caught me," I laughed and lightly kissed her before rolling onto my back next to her.

"Let's play twenty questions to get to know each other," she suggested as we both stared at the ceiling.

The questions started simple, like favorite color, animal, and song. Then, eventually became more detailed like revealing secrets and past girlfriends. When she asked about my ex girlfriends I lightly laughed and asked her jokingly, "Why do you need to know?" She turned onto her side and smiled at me, "Are you worried?"

"I'm just curious." She told me happily, "It was just a simple question."

"Alright, well I've had three more recent ones," I told her as I reached towards her and took her hand in mine, "Their names were Jenna, Alex, and then Callie."

"When was your last breakup, again?" She asked me and I lightly laughed, "I feel like I know this, but I don't remember." She said with an adorable laugh.

"Over a year ago," I answered, knowing that she hadn't had any boyfriends, I said, "This isn't fair! I don't have any juicy questions to ask you."

"Juicy?" She asked with a small laugh and cuddled with my pillow as our fingers fidgeted together, "Where are they all now?"

"I have no idea where Alex is, Jenna moved to Germany, and Callie is a translator and counselor with schools and orphanages here in Cali."

"You two are still in touch?" I felt the awkwardness of the conversation that was quickly approaching.

"Every now and then." I told her honestly, "We are still friends." I could sense that she was uncomfortable, "We barely speak to each other." I said, hoping to ease her mind.

She still looked uneasy, "What about the other?" She asked hesitantly.

"I haven't spoken to either since."

"Are they pretty?" I was stepping into dangerous territory and needed to switch the topic.

"Not as pretty as you," I said smoothly and smirked at her, hoping to make her laugh.

"No," she said playfully and lightly hit my arm, only slightly cracking a smile, "I want to see what they look like."

I went on my phone and found their Instagram accounts. I showed her a picture of Jenna first.