When. (Our Second Life)

Chapter 9

*Rose's POV*

It was midnight, and everyone decided to stay the night. They all wanted to watch a horror movie, and even though I am TERRIFIED of horror movies, I went along with it.

"We should watch Paranormal." Kian says.

Everyone was excited and wanted to watch it too. I was scared, but tried not to show it... not really succeeding.

"Awe, come one, you can't be that scared," Sam teased.

"Psssshhh whaaaaat... no." I say, denying it.

"I know someone will wanna cuddle with you!" he whispered, looking pointedly at Trevor.

"No... I don't think so..."

I never really replied to his text. The one that said he wanted to know what he did wrong.

Sam just shrugged, and went to sit on the couch.

Everyone was getting settled, and the only open seat was next to Trevor on a couch for two.

Hope he doesn't mind.

I go and sit in the seat, kinda close since it wasn't a huge couch.

"Hey.." I say awkwardly.

"Hey." he's not rude about it, but something in the tone of his voice made it sound like I was the last person he wanted to talk to.

It crushed me inside, and as the movie started, I scoot as far away as I can, leaving a good five inches between us. I wish I could just talk to him... I still really like him.

I find myself clinging to the couch armrest as the terror begins. I really hate these movies.

It was odd... I felt like I was being watched. Probably just a side effect of watching this movie. About halfway through the movie, I scream at a scary part, and unintentionally jump onto Trevor, grasping his arm out of instinct. At first he was rigid, but eventually just wrapped his arm around me. I curled up next to him, burrowing my face in his chest, refusing to watch the screen. I mentally memorize this feeling of Trevor's arm wrapped protectively around me; I wanted it to stay with me forever.

I drift off to sleep, feeling happy and secure.

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*Trevor's POV* (rewind to before the movie started)

I sit on the couch by myself, a lot on my mind. I had texted her days ago... and she never answered. Yet here she was, acting as if nothing happened.

My thoughts were interrupted by someone sitting on the couch next to me. Right on que, there she was.

"Hey," Rose half-spoke, half-whispered.

"Hey." It came out meaner than I wanted, but maybe that was a good thing. I don't want to seem weak.

The lights turn off, and I sneak a quick glance at her. She was beautiful... as always. But she was sitting as far away from me as the couch would allow. She looked... worried? I don't know... she didn't look happy. It took all the resistance I had to keep myself from embracing her then, and kissing her soft, baby pink lips. I wanted to hold her, let her know that I love her. Yes, I love her. I don't care that it was only a few days... it was enough to make me fall- hard.

The movie started, and I kept looking at her, yearning to touch her soft, beautiful face. She was an angel. I wasn't even paying attention to the movie.

Then, unexpectedly, I hear her shriek with terror and feel her collide with me... am I freaking dreaming? I hesitated, making sure it was reality, and decided it didn't matter. Reality or not, I wanted to hold her. So I did.

I mentally memorized the feeling of her laying in my arms; I wanted it to stay with me forever.

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*Rose's POV*

I wake up in the morning to the sun shining on my face, and I feel warm. Not uncomfortable, but just right. I snuggle into the chest of someone who smelled faintly floral, yet still boyish. (In a good way.) Then I remember last night, and realize who was holding me: Trevor.

I sigh with contentment, I didn't want this moment to end. The happiness radiated inside of me. So I close my eyes and doze off...

Only to be awoken by the clicking of a camera on a phone. My eyes shoot open and see the whole group looking at us, whispering 'awe' and 'look how cute they are' and 'they're so perfect'.

Sam is holding up his phone, aimed at us.

"SAM. What the hell?!" I say.

I feel Trevor move under me, and I quickly sit up. He looks around, still sleepy, then takes in the scene.

"Really, guys?" he said in an adorable morning voice.

"#TOES!!!" Connor yelled as he posted it to his social media.

"Omg, YASSS!!!" Ricky highfived Connor.

"That is such a cute ship name," Andrea said.

They said they had to leave to go shopping or something... so they left me and Trevor home alone. After they leave, Trevor is the first to speak.

"Rose?" he said, his morning voice still there. God he's cute.

"...Yeah?" I say. I'm unsure what to expect.

"What did I do wrong?" he asked, looking at his hands folded in his lap.

"Nothing. You did nothing wrong. It was-"

"'It's not you, it's me' right?" He interrupted with a sad smile.

"Trevor..." I don't want to cry, but I can feel them starting to tingle my eyes. Don't cry. Don't cry.

Of course, my eyes betray me and the tears start flowing. I just sit there, looking at my lap, silently crying. Suddenly, I feel his hand on my cheek, coaxing it to look at him. I look into his eyes that were now only 5 inches away.

"Rose, don't! Don't cr-"

But I cut him off, crashing my lips to his.

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A/N: Hey guys! Hope this was a good chapter :)

ROSE KISSED TREVOR OMG

Kay, bye loves!

~Hannah