drunk texting + anthony trujillo

#ItsAboutTime

song of the chapter: mesmerized - william bolton

"whatcha making?" anthony's low voice echoed in tessa's ear. placing his head on top of tessa's from behind, he wrapped his long arms around her, hugging her firmly.

"something you can't have." tessa whipped around to face anthony.

"i'd much rather have something else." anthony replied, leaning in for a kiss only to be interrupted.

"get a area." emilio chimed in, making gagging noises.

"do you mean get a room?" anthony chuckled at the twins lack of knowledge of american phrases.

"later." tessa smiled, returning to her cupcakes.

[...]

"please, someone decide where we're going to dinner." jake shouted over the loud side conversations going on.

"i want pasta." a voice responded, barely audible.

"italian it is."

the group shuffled their way out of the house, separating into two different cars.

chance, tessa, anthony, and kade piled into one car.

"you wanna sit in the front, bro?" kade offered, considering anthony always rides shotgun when chance drives.

"nah, thanks, i'm good back here." anthony nodded, kade getting the hint.

"oh, gotcha." kade laughed nervously, taking his spot in the passenger seat.

deep into a meaningful conversation about aliens invading the world, anthony noticed tessa staring blankly out of the window.

anthony reached his hand over, interlocking his fingers with hers, placing their hands in the empty center seat.

tessa continued staring out of the window, well aware if she looked at anthony she'd be a blushing mess.

the rest of the car ride consisted of anthony playing with tessa's small fingers while kade and chance sang along obnoxiously to various songs on the radio.

[...]

"any desserts?" the peppy waitress asked, everyone scanning the menu.

"i'll take the worms in dirt." tessa smiled kindly at the waitress.

"what the hell is that?" anthony asked, scrunching his face from across the table.

"i don't know but the picture had gummy worms and i love gummy worms." tessa explained as if it were something everyone should already know. anthony admired tessa's quirky smile and the way she snorts sometimes when she laughs too hard.

"hey, t, bathroom break." erika motioned for tessa to join.

"where'd chanthony go?" tessa questioned returning to her seat, noticing the two vacant seats across from her.

as tessa's mind started to wander, a ding coincidentally snapped her out of her thoughts.

tony: sorry to disappear like that, chance was in a rush to get to the club