No Matter What (Jaspar AU)

18. Bruises

Joe Sugg
"Hey babe?" Caspar whispered as he fiddled with the string on the hood of my hoodie. He had his arm over my shoulder and I was leaning closely into his side. We had our usual spot right at the back of the cinema.

"Yeah?" I whispered back.

"My parents are away this weekend, do you wanna stay over?"

My heart skipped a beat in my chest. Over? What did he mean by over? And what about sleep? Did he mean sleep or sleep? Jesus Christ! I realised I was taking too long so I choked out a hesitant reply.

"Um, all weekend?" I whispered.
"Well yeah. Friday and Saturday night. They're going to South Africa to see my grandparents. I was going to go, but they're only going for two days. We're going again closer to Christmas so I didn't see any point in going yet." He explained.

"You're sure?" I checked.

"Of course stupid." He laughed. He then threw his hand over his mouth because the people all around us were looking over. I held in a giggle.

"I'll have to check with my dad, but it'll probably be fine." I replied, being careful to be as quiet as possible so I didn't annoy anyone else. He nodded and kissed the top of my head.

That was going to be fun, asking my dad. In fact, I was dreading it. He knew I was gay, so I couldn't just tell him I was going to a boys house. God knows what he would assume, and even though most of it would be right, he definitely wouldn't let me go. That meant telling him I was going to a girls house. But I didn't have any friends. This was going to take a lot of lying. I didn't mind lying to my dad that much. I never felt guilty about it or anything, I was just always worried he would find out the truth.

There was no way that I was going to let him keep me at home though. I was going to Caspar's whether my dad liked it or not. At least, that's what I was saying now, it would probably be a different story if he got angry.

I looked up at Caspar and suddenly felt really determined. I wanted this boy to know how much he meant to me, how much I loved him. I had to go to his house on Friday and I had to say "I love you".  It wasn't fair otherwise. He made me feel so fucking incredible and I had to at least try to give him something in return. I leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss to his jaw. He looked down at me and smiled. It sounds cliché, but his smile sent literal shivers down my spine. I don't know how the boy does it.

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Caspar intertwined his fingers with mine as we walked out of the cinema.
"Do you wanna come round for a bit?" Caspar asked.
"I would, but I can't. My dad's home in twenty minutes." I sighed.
"That's alright." Caspar smiled warmly.

I leaned up and kissed him quickly on the lips. I put my hands either side of his head.
"You're amazing." I whispered in his ear. I kissed him again. Then pulled away.

"Race you!" I called as I ran off towards his car. I giggled my head off us I ran. Caspar came sprinting up behind me. He grabbed me around the waist just before I reached the car. His strong arms picked up my small frame and span me around so I was facing away from my destination. Caspar then proceeded to turn and run towards the car. He left me dumbfounded as he bent over from laughing so hard. I stormed up to the car and shoved past him. I made sure I wasn't rough; I didn't actually want hurt him.

"I hate you." I snapped.
"You just said I was amazing." He replied cheekily.
"Well I was wrong." I huffed. My boyfriend chuckles quietly to himself. He walked up slowly to where I was stood, leaning against his car.

"Come on little one, please don't be angry with me, I was only messing around." He said pouting.

"I will cut you." I snapped.
He took a step closer, each of his legs going either side of mine.