I Hate my Crush

Chapter twenty six: Ya Nasty.

{EDITED}

Alexis's POV:

His lips were soft against mine. They slowly move in sync. My heart is pounding, the butterflies in my stomach are going crazy, my brain has turned into jello. Everything was coming up Alexis.

He slowly pulls away. The heat leaving as he did. He places his forehead on mine. My eyes still closed and my mouth desiring to be on his again. It felt like...it was indescribable.

"Wow." He says finally breaking the silence.

"Yeah. I think that...um that I...um should...um. What was I saying again?" I say breathless.

"Yeah." He smiles biting his lip before walking past me.

A wif of his smell makes it's way into my nostrils. Making me smile. My hands touch my tingling lips. I grab my vibrating phone and put it to my ear.

"Alexis how long does it take you to get dressed!" Gonzalo yells.

"Sorry. I'm coming." I hang up the phone and run to the car.

"What took you so long?" Gonzalo asks starting the car.

"Life." I sigh putting on my seatbelt.

They guys arrive to the house at about 8:30 and everything is already set up. Movies, blankets, and snacks.

I sit on the floor and Daniel sits on the couch. Jay and Xavier cuddle away from everyone but still have view of the television. Anna couldn't make it her mom had to meet mine which is stupid because she's gonna leave for college next year.

During the movie Jay and Xavier would make out, or talk, or be extra cuddly.

"I love you." Xavier whispers.

"I love you too." Jay whispers back.

"Shut the fuck up." I whisper/yell throwing my popcorn at them.

"You're one to talk." They glare at me.

"You right." I nod and look at Daniel and he winks at me.

I bite my lip and try to contain my smile. He walks towards the hallway.

"I'm going potty." I say and put the popcorn on the counter away from the hungry dog.

"Hey." He whispers when I walk up to him.

"Hey. So I have a question. What are we because I don't want-" he cuts me off by laying a kiss in my lips.

"What do you want us to be?" He takes cups my cheeks in his hands.

"I don't know. Together? Apart? I just want an answer." I grab his hand and walk him to my room.

"I want us to be something. I want to call you at 3am and talk about random things until we fall asleep."

"You don't think I want that. I would love that."

"But what's the problem?"

"I'm just scared." I look down at my fuzzy black socks. His arms wrap around me.

"Then I'll protect you." He mumbles against my hair. He picks me up and carries me to my bed.

"One more question." He says.

"Yes." I yawn.

"Who's this guy that was supposed to ask you to prom?"

"It was you stupid."

"Good, because I'd have to break some teeth if it wasn't."

"I'm sleepy." I mumble into the fabric of his shirt.