Forever Yours - Jamie Campbell Bower lovestory

Pool - Chapter 8

"You have a pool table? No way! That's so cool! I'm going to love it here!"

"So I'm not going to see you at all? You'll just be up here playing pool? To be honest with you, I have never used it,"

"Do you even know how to play?"

"Not really," I chuckle, "My dad tried to teach me once when we went to London and it was the only thing we could do because it was in the hotel and it was raining the whole time. But I was 9 so I don't really remember it, only that Austin hit Mike with the stick,"

He breaks out in laughter and grabs a stick, motioning for me to walk over to the table, "I'll teach you,"

"This is cheesy," I chuckle watching him stand there, spinning the stick in his fingers staring straight into my eyes, "Well? What are you waiting for?"

"Right! Nothing, come here,"

He passes me the stick and tells me how to set up. "You're doing it all wrong! Gosh dear," He smiles, leaning over the top of me, pressing his chest into my back and circling his arms around mine, "Can we play pool more often?" He murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear sending shivers down my spine.

"You know, we could play in the pool?"

"You can't play in a table..."

"No, but you can play in a pool," I chuckle, taking his arms from around me and taking him over to the window to reveal the large rectangular pool taking up most of the backyard, "It's going to be freezing but oh well,"

"It's always cold in England it's okay. Come on!" He chuckles, darting down the stairs, "Which way is your room?"

"Left from the bottom of the stairs,"

I can hear his footsteps echo against the tiles, "You took my bag in there right?"

"Yeah. I didn't show you my room?"

"Nope," He smiles, waiting for me to show him the way, "I'll see it in a second,"

I open the double doors to the master bedroom, "Welcome to your room for the next 3 weeks,"

"You want me to stay with you in your room?"

"I do indeed," I smile, pointing to his bag on my bed, "Get changed or whatever you're doing, I'm going to the bathroom and getting changed,"

I grab my nicest pair of bathers and walk to the bathroom. Hiding them from his eyes.

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"You like?" I smile, hanging on to the doorframe,

"I like a lot," He chuckles, winding his arms around my fairly exposed body, kissing my neck,

"Ar-are we going in the pool or not?" I stutter, shivers racing through my body,

"Yep,"

He laughs and picks me up, walking to the pool and it is not until we are a few steps away, I realize what he's about to do. "Jamie don't you dare throw me in!"

"Why would I do such a thing?" He says as a devilish grin appears on his face, "Oh wait, sorry!" He smiles as he throws me in. The quick second that goes by when I'm suspended in the air, a squeal escapes my mouth and the cool water splashes around me as I crash through the clear blue surface.

When I come up to the surface I shoot daggers at him with my eyes as he smiles from ear to ear. "That was fun wasn't it?" He chuckles.

"So much fun," I smile, swimming to the edge, "you're turn now,"

He jumps over the top of me and dives in, not thinking twice.

He comes up to the top and smooths his hair to the side and back, "I like it," He smiles, wading over to me, pulling me so my legs are around his waist, my arms around his neck and my head resting in the crook of his neck,

"This is so much better than the hotel," He murmurs in my ear, "Thank you,"

"What are you thanking me for?" I bring my face to his, so close that our noses are touching, only just resting on each other.

"Letting me stay here," he smiles, pecking me on the lips.

"You were invited to stay here and besides, what's the point of paying for a hotel when you'll spend most of the time out of your hotel room anyhow," I chuckle, looking into his bright blue eyes and sighing in sync with him.

"You're so beautiful," He murmurs, tucking a strand of hair clamped together by water behind my ear.

"You're biased,"

"How so?" He chuckles, tightening his grip around me.

"Well, you're a guy," I chuckle, tilting my chin up slightly, "and I'm latched around your waist, pressing myself as close to you as I can..." I smile, leaning around so my lips are less than an inch away from his ear, "Biased might not be the word... But you're certainly not in the right frame of mind to be saying such, preposterous things," I smile, trying not to laugh and succeeding.

"I have said many preposterous things in my life. That was not one of them,"