H.O.P.E {Completed}

Chapter 13: Holy shit

Dylan's pov

I was in my room, sitting on my bed. Naomi had been in my room for the past day so I was kind of grateful I got it back. I missed her a bit though. She was hanging out with Mark but deep down I wished she was here with me. Everything about her was perfect, she was unlike every girl I'd ever been with. Seeing her smile made me happy. I laid down on my bed, sinking into the soft mattress and blanket. Her scent filled my nostrils. She smelled so good. She smelled of vanilla and flowers. Yum.

I tried to get her out of my head but I couldn't. She had completely taken over me, and it scared me. What if I lost her? What if I upset her? What if she doesn't think about me the way I think about her? These thoughts were driving me insane.

Naomi's pov

Mark and I were sitting around, bored out of our minds.

"I'm a bit tired," I told Mark.

He nodded. "Me too."

We both decided to head to bed. He was going to take a nap on the couch and I made my way to the room I was in this morning. Opening the door, I saw Dylan lying on the bed. His eyes snapped in my direction when I walked in.

"Sorry, I didn't realise this was your room."

He sat up. "It's okay, you can come in."

I closed the door behind me and made my way toward the bed next to him. I was scared of being alone with him, but I'd been craving it for a while. I laid down next to him staring at the ceiling.

He cleared his throat. "How are you feeling?"

I looked over at him admiring him. His face looked even tanner in this lighting and his white shirt stuck to his body like a second skin. He was perfect.

"I'm okay, how are you?" I asked.

"Better now that you're here."

His reply had me speechless.

He looked over at me. "I like you."

He said it so easily, yet those three words erupted butterflies in my stomach. I turned to my side and smiled. "I like you too."

He turned to his side and smiled back at me. He came closer to me, our faces inches away. He put his large hands on my small waist, brining my body even closer to his. I placed my hand on his jaw.

"You're beautiful," he whispered before closing the space between us. His lips on mine.

MOO

"That is the best I idea you've had," he said getting up. We both walked upstairs and I followed Mark toward Keith's room. He slowly opened the door revealing Keith sprawled on the bed sleeping. Instead of walking toward the bed, Mark walked toward the closet and opened the door. He got out two white sheets and handed one to me. I put the white sheet over my head and so did Mark.

"Ahhh! Ghosts!" Keith screamed throwing a lamp at me which I dodged. I took the sheet off me and looked at Mark to see he was laughing his head off. Not literally though, that would be bad. "Not funny guys."

"I got it all on camera," Mark said holding up his phone.

"Nice," I yelled high fiving him.

"Delete it!" Keith screamed pouncing on top of Mark. Mark threw the phone at me and I caught it opening the door and running downstairs. I saw Keith glaring at me from the top of the stairs. Before I knew it, he was running down the stairs aiming for the phone. I screamed and ran around the house.

"Naomi, over here!" Mark yelled. I looked over at him and threw the phone at him.

"Quick, send it to Dylan and me!" I yelled at him making him start tapping something on the phone. "Keith! Look there is food on the counter!"