I Never Told You {Reilly Smith}

Kisses

Reilly kissed me one more time before pulling his head away from mine.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. His warm breath tickled my face.

"I'm sorry too," I whispered back, reaching up and putting my hand on his face. He smiled and kissed me again.

"You're so beautiful, you know that?" he asked with a grin. I felt my cheeks get hot.

"Stop," I laughed and looked at the ground.

"No, look at me," he said. He put his fingers on my chin and tilted my head up.

"I l-" he began before he was cut off by a fan.

"Reilly!" some girl yelled. I quickly untangled myself from his embrace and stood off to the side while Reilly signed autographs and took pictures.

"Good luck this weekend," one said with a wink as she walked off. I laughed once they were gone.

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*Reillys POV*

I cringed as I heard someone call my name. Katie quickly moved away from me and stood off to the side.

I had met this fan at least 15 times and she had touched my butt at least 9.

"Good luck this weekend," she said with a wink. I cringed as I heard Katie laugh. I looked over at her and as cliche as it sounded, she looked so pretty.

He dark brown hair was blowing around in the wind, her pale blue eyes shined as she laughed. I shook my head and laughed myself.

"So what were you gonna say?" she asked. I looked up at her and then looked down. It was perfect timing to tell her I loved her, until that fan ruined it.

"Nothing," I told her.

"Seriously," she said.

"Nothing," I laughed. She shook her head.

"I'll get it out of you eventually," she said with a smirk. "I know your weak spots."

"No you don't," I replied.

"You sure about that, Reils?" she giggled. She raised an eyebrow at me.

"I know where you're ticklish, and I know that it drives you absolutely nuts when I put my hands in your hair and act like I'm going to kiss you, but then I don't," she said with a smirk. Damn, she was right.

"Nah, those don't bother me anymore," I said, trying not to let her catch me lying.

"Reils I'm gonna tease the living hell out of you until you tell me so might as well get used to it," she said with a shrug.

I laughed.

"You ready to go home?"

She nodded and I held my hand out. She took it an laced our fingers together. She leaned into me as we walked back to the apartment.

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*Katie's POV*

When we got back, Bart and Dougie were eating breakfast.

"Isn't it a little late for you two to be getting home?" Dougie teased as he waggled his eyebrows at me and Reilly.

"No, we got up early and went to get hot chocolate," I told them as I held up my cup.

"Yeah 'hot chocolate'," Bart said, using air quotes.

"Shut up, Bartkowski," Reilly said as he chucked his empty cup at him.

"Is Sawyer still asleep?" I asked them. They shrugged.

"You guys!"

"What? We didn't know you were leaving," Dougie defended. I shook my head and went upstairs, where, thankfully, Sawyer was still sound asleep.

"Hey," Reilly said as he poked his head in.

"You can come in," I said quietly. "He's still sleeping."

Reilly came in and closed the door behind him. He walked up next to me and put an arm around my shoulder. I leaned into him and he kissed the top of my head.

"We're parents," he said quietly. I looked up at him. I stood on my tippy toes and kissed him. He pulled me closer to him.

"You're a great dad," I told him.

"You're just saying that."

"I'm not. I saw pictures of you at the Sox game, and you were holding his hand and you paid more attention to him than the game," I laughed quietly.

"I just, I don't want to miss anything else in his life," he told me. I nodded. Reilly absent-mindedly ran his hand up and down my arm. I glanced up at him. His dark eyes were fixed on Sawyer, and a smirk played on his lips.

"Whatcha thinking about?" I asked him. His eyes shifted to mine.

"You," he replied with a cheesy grin.

"Stop it, you flirt," I laughed. He gave me a squeeze and kissed the side of my head.

I knew things wouldn't always be that perfect, but I was just going to enjoy the good times and hold on for the ride.