|•|Expect the Unexpected|•|

Veintitrés

"I'm starving." Shawn announced, rubbing his hands together. How cute haha. He grabbed his burger and took a huge bite out of it, which caused me to chuckle a bit. He looked up at me. "What." I just shook my head and smiled.

"You remind of me fetus Shawn. Very cute." He grinned with his cheeks stuffed. 

"Why thank you." He chirped, which caused everyone to laugh at his goofiness. I missed him when he was gone. I felt a pair of eyes on me. I scanned the table until my eyes met with Nathan's. We stared for about a good 5 seconds until I looked down at my food. I looked back up, and his eyes were still on me. A small smirk tug at his lips. My breathing became heavy just at his glance. This time, he broke the eye contact. I gulped, and looked down at my food again. I grabbed a fry and dipped it into my ketchup. Everyone was engaged in the conversation about how awesome kayaking will be tomorrow, except me. I just ate my food silently.

"Who wants to have a Netflix marathon with me!" London beamed. We were all just sitting outside around the campfire, enjoying each other's company. 

"Let's go." They all said. I followed behind them, when someone tugged my wrist back. I turned around to be faced with Nathan. Everyone else had gone inside. The only sounds were the crickets chirping. "Can we talk?" I looked into his green and hazel eyes, and nodded. We walked over to the edge of the lake. I dipped my feet into the water. Surprisingly it was warm. The feeling made me tingle. 

"So... what did you wanna talk about?" I asked breaking the silence. 

"Are you and Carson a thing?" He blurted out. 

"No, why?" 

"You guys seem close." He answered dryly. I didn't see why this mattered. 

"We are, but as friends." I said kind of in a rude tone. He was taken back a bit, not expecting my tone. 

"Whatever." He said getting up and walking towards the cabin. I got up and ran after him.

"Wait, I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry." 

"You don't need to apologize." He said continuing his way back inside. I sighed, following him inside too. I sat down on the floor where the movie was playing. "What is this?" I asked. 

"American Horror Story." Dillon answered in a whisper. 

"Hell no, I don't do scary movies. Peace." I said scooting away. 

"I'll hold you boo. Come here." Carson spoke, opening up his arms. I looked at him, and couldn't help but smile. He's so cheesy when he tries to be romantic. I crawled over to him. He spread the blanket over our bodies as he pulled me in closer. He placed his hand on my thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze, making my breath hitch. I pulled one leg closer to my body, making me feel cozier. I leaned into Carson's shoulder, placing my head on it.