Something Like Fate: A BajanCanadian FanFiction

Chapter 22: It Feels Like A Perfect Night To Dress Up Like Hipsters

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OHMYGOD! You guise. YOu..You....WE REACHED OUR VOTE GOAL>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Ok, just saying, you guys, I just, I can't even. And you see what I did for that title? :D ahah derp face for ya and some play-on-words lololollll BOOOOOOOOOM ok I am rambling agh I'm just so excited we reached our goal guise I lahve you so much. Much much luv :) <3

Chapter 22: It Feels Like A Perfect Night To Dress Up Like Hipsters (And make fun of our ex-es. uh uh. uhuh) A/N sorry not part of the chapter name lol :D)

Lilly's POV

I wake up. I feel hungover, but I never drink. I look to my left. Mitch is sleeping. He looks so cute..A/N

Chop chop so cute chop chop :D) I decided to surprise him. I start to climb on top of him, my hair 

hanging over his face, probably tickling him. I held in a giggle. I lean down, closer to him. I feel my

belly flutter. His eyes popped open before I could get there, and he pulled me on top of him, kissing

me. I felt squirmy. He started tickling me. I laughed like a mad woman. I looked down. I was only

in my ....bra....and he was wearing...no shirt. I had my shorts on. I kissed him, pulling him up so

he was sitting. "Nice view.." he murmered, looking at my chest. I smack his abs. I almost 

said "Ow," but I know that would have given him the satisfaction of having gorgeously rock-hard

abs. And he did. "Enjoying the view?" he asks. I smile, blushing and climbing off of him. He pouts,

and I can tell he was truly sad. I sigh, pretending like I'm mad again and totally upset I have to spend

time with the love of my life. I crawl onto him, and press my hands onto his abs, lightly. Solid. I smile

and watch as he stares. I fit my lips to his. It's like a perfect puzzle, our lips moving in sync as if we

were programmed just for each other. I pull back. Lust fills his eyes. I can't ignore it. "Ok, time to get

ready for the day, babe." I coo. "Uhhh." He groans lazily. I slide off of the bed, and take a shower.

Luxury products fill the shelves. Philosophy cleansers, shampoos, conditioners, washes, and

tons of designer perfumes and pretty soaps and all the best products. I take a relaxing bath.

I dry off, and slip on white jean shorts and a coral chiffon tank top. Clear sequins accent the top.

I slip on coral Tom wedges, and dry my hair. I walk out to Mitch. He has showered in his bathroom.

A/N there's two bathrooms kay? kay lol) He is wearing khakis and a thin grey sweatshirt. 

"You look s-" he starts, but I just go up to him, and jump in his arms, wrapping my legs around

his waist. "Hello." I say seductively. He smiles, and I press my forehead to his. 

"I love you." I whisper. He waits for a few moments. "Say it again." I laugh. "I love you." I whisper.

"I love you too." he whispers back. I kiss his lips, soft. I jump down, and we hold hands and walk

down to brekkie. I get a papaya, bacon, and pancakes. Mitch comes back with a full plate. I laugh

at him, and start eating his food. "HEY!" he says, fake mad. I smile, and eat my own. Two