Tentacles

18

I ran the pastel blue hair dye through Hailey's newly bleached hair. She was sitting on one of our kitchen chairs, with a Hannah Montana towel on the floor. We had moved our TV so that it was on our cluttered kitchen table, and started to play Fantastic Beasts through an illegal streaming site. 

I bent down and kissed her forehead. She smiled.

"Be careful," she said, crossing her arms. 

I grinned, massaging the dye into her scalp. "Why wouldn't I be?"

She frowned a bit as the movie became fuzzy once again. "I don't trust your left-handedness."

The doorbell rang just as I finished the last strand of her hair.

"Oh! Pizza's here. Can you get it, Hals? I've got blue hands and I don't want them to think I've murdered a smurf."

I washed my hands and moved the TV back to its place on our mantle.

We finished the movie and two whole pizzas, and Hailey leaned into me as the movie ended.

"Hey Jaimie?"

I looked down at her head on my shoulder. "What?"

"Can we get a kid?" She leaned into my shoulder even more.

"Well, you're just a bundle of needs, aren't you, Roadkill?"

She rolled her eyes.

"I think we should get MARRIED first, don't you?"

She shrugged. "So let's get married."

My eyebrows raised. "Now?"

She nodded.

"Hals, that stuff takes months of planning-"

"Ever heard of eloping? My dad was a pastor for a couple years, he qualifies, we can invite my family over, yours too, heck, we could do it in our backyard. We've got that garden and our porch has those nice fairy lights." Hailey looked up. "Please?"

I sighed. "Honey, it's 3 AM. Are your parents even awake?"

She frowned. "I don't know. It was a dumb idea-"

"In the morning, okay?"

Hailey's eyes lit up. "Thank you!!!"

The crack of wands and screams filled the room as some epic battle happened, but when Hailey left for the bathroom I stole the last slice of pizza. I had only taken one bite when Hailey found out, and she pounced on me for it. 

"Give it back, Smith," she said threateningly.

I grinned as she pinned me to the couch. "It wasn't yours to begin with."

She groaned. "Who cares? You're going down, Smith."

I kissed her, and the kiss deepened until we were full-on making out. 

I had dropped the pizza on the white rug and planted a hand on Hailey's back.

The pizza was long forgotten.

That night, on the creaky gray sofa while Harry Potter was playing, I lost my virginity.