High School Sweethearts (a Roman Reigns fanfic)

Chapter 20

Chapter Twenty.

Gabi's POV.

I woke up in bed. How in the hell did I.... Joe. I laughed at myself for even questioning it. Oh, I have to go to the bathroom. I ran in quickly, doing my business and coming back out shortly afterwards. Hmmm, let's go see if Joe is up already. I snuck into the living room, suppressing my laughs when I saw his huge body on that little couch. No shirt...well, thanks Joe for making my mind wander where it shouldn't in this situation. Should I let him sleep and go get ready or jump on top of him and wake him up? I choose option number two.

"Joseph, Wakey Wakey!" I said, crawling on top of him.

"Uhhhhnn." He mumbled, swatting me away.

"Joe, wake yo Samoan butt up before I pinch your nipples." I said, knowing he'd wake up then.

"Yeah okay. Go ahead." He muttered, smirking. I took both his nipples between my fingers, clamping down and twisting.

"Fuck. You're mean now. What the hell?" He yelled, trying not to laugh. He failed miserably as he started laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe. I joined in and we both cracked up.

"You're still cute when you sleep, by the way." I said, climbing off of him.

"I could say the same about you. You still move around like crazy." He chuckled, standing up. "Damn. That couch is little." He muttered.

"Wanna know something that's gonna piss you off?" I asked.

"Oh God, what?" He asked hesitantly.

"That couch is one of those fold out beds." I said, giggling.

"Son of a bitch." He shook his head, laughing himself. "I'm gonna go get a shower okay?"

"M'kay. I'm gonna get dressed then." I said, turning around.

"Gabi, come here please?" He asked. I walked toward him, and he engulfed me in a hug. "I have two years of hugs to catch up on."

He smiled when he let me go, walking in the bathroom. I smiled to myself as I got dressed quickly in a tank top, some holey jeans, and some flip flops. I sat down in front of the full length mirror and started on my makeup. Joe walked out when I was finishing up. He was wearing one of his jerseys, tan shorts and his white sneakers.

"I plugged your hot iron up for you." He smiled, walking up behind me.

"Thanks. That was really sweet." I smiled back, spinning towards him. "Help me up?" I asked, stretching out my hands. He grabbed my hands, pulling me up, and back into his arms. I smiled against his shoulder as I hugged him back. He backed up after a minute or so.

"I'm done in the bathroom, so it's all yours." He smiled down at me.

"Thanks. So when I'm ready we can go to IHOP?" I asked.

"Yep, but ya better hurry up!" He chuckled, easing toward the couch.

"Yes sir. You look nice, by the way." I said, hoping that wasn't too much.

"Thanks. You look beautiful as always." He smiled, walking out.

My heart fluttered quickly as I walked towards the bathroom. I turned on some music, straightened my hair, and sprayed some hair spray on. I walked into the living room, throwing everything back into my purse.

"I'm ready when you are, Joe." I said. He turned the TV off, stood up, walked toward me and hugged me once again.

"Let's go to IHOP!" He said as we walked out the door.