Our Secret (BajanCanadian Fanfic)

Chapter 11: Dreams

Okay, so I am NOT giving up on this story! I am however, giving up on the whole note/clue thing. It was a bad idea in the first place and I have no idea what I was thinking when I came up with it.

Anyways, onto the story! <3

(Lizzie's POV)

The party is now over. Everyone left about ten minutes ago. I didn't eat a lot at the party. Most of the time my mind was elsewhere. The whole time I was, do I like Mitch? Or do I like Preston? I decided to change into my pajamas and go get something to eat. I head down the stairs, trying not to wake anyone. I walk into the kitchen and I see one of the two people who has been occupying my mind.

"Hey, Mitch. What'cha doing?" I ask grabbing a bag of chips. What kind? Doritos Cool Ranch.

"Oh, just thinking." He replies while I pull down a bowl to pour my chips in.

"What about?" I ask, pouring my chips in. As a response, I am turned around, and he pressed his lips to mine.

(A/N If you don't like making out scenes, skip this part.)

In an instant my fingers are grasping at his hair, pulling his face down to me, his hand behind my neck, pulling me up, tilting my mouth to his. His lips are desperate on mine, seeking ,demanding, taking.

But, how can they take what I'm savagely giving?

His whole body trembles as he steps forwards, pressing against me, trapping me between the kitchen counter and the warmth of him. I grasp at the soft fabric of Mitch's shirt, and my fingers dig into his ribs just beneath. His hands are still behind my neck, my head - fingers weaving through my hair as he brings my mouth harder against his.

I rip my mouth away to gulp for air, but immediately return to his lips, needing more of him. Tiny groans vibrate in his throat and they make me want to hold him tighter, kiss him deeper. I don't know how long it lasts - forever and not nearly enough - before Mitch throws his head back and lets out a long sigh. His hands frame my face as he rests his forehead on mine as we both struggle for air. His breath is hot on my lips and when I breath, it smells like him.

(Okay, you're good now.)

"Was that enough of an answer?" He asks pulling our heads away. I nod, grab my chip bowl and walk back to my room, still trying to process what happened. When I get back, I immediately texted Izzy.

B: I just made out with Mitch.

I: What? When? How?

B: After you guys left, I went to get a snack. Mitch was sitting in the kitchen and said he was thinking, I asked what about, and his answer was kissing me.

I: Awww... So are you guys officially a couple?

B: Are you and Jerome officially a couple? ;)

I:Okay, well... good night...

B: Later dood...

I put my phone away and pull up Twitter on my computer. I decide to make a tweet.

@demigodtributegaming

"Definitely glad I got a late night snack tonight! : )"

I turn off my laptop and go to sleep, dreaming of Mitch.

~~~~Dream~~~~

I wake up in pitch black. I can't see anything, not even my hand right in front of my face. I sit up and look around. Suddenly I see light. I look and I was my sixteenth birthday party.

"For you, dear Lizzie." Mitch says on one knee handing the younger me a present.

"My gawd Mitch..." I say taking the present. Now, I know what it is, but I didn't back then. I open it and my face lights up as I pull out the sweatshirt. (It's the same sweatshirt as in chapter 5) I gave Mitch a quick peck on the cheek at move on.

What I didn't see back then, I see now. Mitch mouths something when I turn away.

I love you.

My vision goes pitch black again. I sit for what feels like hours until I see light again. This time we are at a hospital.

The time Jerome almost... died.

I see myself run into the room, Jerome still sleeping. I remember this moment precisely. I see Preston walk into the room and put a hand on my shoulder. I jump.

"It's alright. It's just me." Preston says as I turn toward him. He put his hands on my shoulders. "Jerome will wake up. Don't you worry."

I see myself start to cry. If I could cry in my dream, I would, just remembering how I felt back then. "I-I'm not worried... What if... What if he doesn't wake up?"

Preston pulls my into his arms , comforting me. We rock back and forth as I close my eyes. He looks down at me, then I open my eyes and look at him. Our heads move towards each other...

My vision goes black again. What if we had kissed? Would my life be any different now?

~~~~Dream Over~~~~

I wake up covered in sweat. I try falling asleep, but I just can't. All I can think about is... Preston? Or Mitch?

Hey doods!

There was some nice #Mizzie action. And some of their back-story. How long has Mitch like Lizzie?

Anyways,

See ya later doods.

~Briana~