What Have You Done? - Montgomery De la Cruz x Reader

{chapter eighteen}

I'm in love with you.

I'm in love with you.

I'm in love with you.

When I woke up the next morning I was practically glowing, his words still ringing in my mind. Montgomery De la Cruz loved me.

Montgomery De La Cruz.

I still wasn't convinced that I was dreaming.

My alarm clock glowed red with the time 7:04, so a took a big breath of air. My parents would already be out of the house by now which meant one thing and one thing only.

I had got away with it.

I had got away with sneaking a boy into my room.

It took everything I had not to squeal in excitement, so instead I buried myself deeper under the duvets, laying my head on Monty's bare chest. I tapped Monty gently on the nose to see if he was awake, but I got no response, his eyes still closed, my head still rising and falling on his chest as  he breathed deeply. I presumed he was still asleep so I snuggled further into his arms. I leaned over slightly to kiss his cheek,but before my lips could hit his cheek his eyes shot open, his hands grabbed both of my cheeks and a huge grin spread arose his face.

"GOOD MORNING!" He screamed unreasonably loudly, pulling me towards him so that I was sat on his lap. I thought I was being stupid but his eyes looked a little droopy and his voice a little too happy for Monty, even on a good day. I still buried my face in his neck.

"Shut it asshole," I laughed "My parents will know you're here"

He chuckled "Nice try Y/N, I heard them leave. What the hell do they do for a living, they were gone at 6:00?"

I laughed at his attentiveness "ER consultant and forensic pathologist"

He raised his eyebrows.

"Impressive.. And a little convenient"

"I get that. A lot" I said, rolling my eyes.

"But... Not as impressive as you" He whispered into the crook of my neck.

I swatted him away.

"Do you want a burger with that cheese Monty? Seriously stop, it's too early for your pathetic attempts at flirting. Now unhand me you sweaty beast"

"I'm offended"

"You should be"

He pecked my forehead.

"Hmm Y/N" he stifled a few laughs "Your hair looks... Interesting".

The cocky little shit couldn't even stop himself from smirking.

I jumped from on top of him and crawled to the edge of the mattress so that I could see myself in my vanity mirror. Interesting was an understatement. I looked as though I had a literal birds roosting on my head with tufts of frizz sticking out everywhere. It's not exactly what I would've called flattering.

Monty wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back towards him, scattering kisses across my forearm. I wiggled to escape him and launched my myself backwards beside him so we were both laid on our backs, our feet resting my my head board.

"Race you for the shower" he said, smiling wickedly.

"What do you mean race you for the shower? It's my shower, I automatically get priority over it not y-"

"I said I'll race you for the shower".

Before I could comprehend what was happening he was up and running for the ensuite, me left behind on the bed. I sprung up instantly, over taking him and standing in the door frame with smile plastered across my lips.