The Playboy Stole My First Kiss

CHAPTER 12: Finding Nemo

Hiii, I'm so sorry;-; I actually feel bad because of the flooding messages and comments:/ but I PROMISE I'll get back into writing<3 and I might be busy for the past week because I'm currently having exams;-;

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"I want candy! I want candy! I want candy!" Ughhh, can this kid just shut his mouth for one flippin second?

Connor left right after giving me rules about this child, but I was too distracted with his cuteness and pushed Connor out of my house without letting him continue.....I regret not listening to his warnings.

He looked good wearing that tight shirt, and his cologne smelled like perfection..... wait, what? Stop it.

But he's so beautiful!

No.

His abs.....

Stop.

I want to kiss his soft lips again....

What is wrong with you.....

Actually, whats wrong with me? These conversations with myself need to stop, now.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I hear a loud *Thump* and a crash on my left. I start to hear Dylan cry, ahhh the sound of music. "Ehue-ehue, AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

I ran to the dining room and see Dylan on the floor next to the dining table crying, he has his hands on his head and his face goes glossy and red from all the tears and snot pouring from his chubby face. ".......Dylan....?" Well, the problem is, I'm horrible when it comes to taking care of children. I can't even hold a baby properly, I am so not ready to be a parent anytime soon.

"I-I-I hit my head o-on th-the table!" He said in between sobs while rubbing his head. He probably slipped on the lego piece since his foot has a lego print and his lego tower turned into a lego ocean. Those things feel like shit when you step on them, I'm surprised Dylan is crying about his head instead of the lego piece.

"Awwwwh come here Dyl, I'm gonna heal you up okay? You wanna play doctor with me?" I say, trying my best to get this child to follow me for the first time today. He nods and I carry him to the bathroom, great, now there are tears and probably blood on my shirt. I plop him down on the sink counter and take a look at his head, and I see a- "Holy mother of pancakes!" I yell, making Dylan panic. "Wh-Wha..?" He says and his eyes start to water. "Nothing's wrong sweet cheeks, it's just a tiny boo-boo." I smile and he stops crying and starts fiddling with my shirt. I try my best to tell Dylan it's okay and it's just a small mark but in reality, that shit is HUGE! It looks like he grew a fucking light bulb on his forehead.

"Dyllie? I have to take a call for a while, just play with this." I hand him a loofa and run straight to my room and dial him. "Hello?" I hear a girl moaning in the background and I scrunch my face in disgust. "Uhm... Connor? There's something important I gotta tell you, can you come by real quick and give us a ride? I'll tell explain on the way there." I said, hoping he won't ask too many questions.

The moaning stops and I hear Connor chuckle, "Sweetcheeks, you know if you want me to take you out before getting you in bed, just say it." I roll my eyes and scoff at his stupid words. "Whatever, just get here. Now." I demand. "Okay! Jeez, Miss Hot-head." Oh no he didn't. "Hey! You assho-" before I could finish, he hangs up. I scoff, coward.

A few mins later, Connor comes and we get into the car on our way to the hospital. I explain what happened and Connor didn't take things quite well... "What?! Ashley, you honestly had one fucking job and it ended up with a kid going to a hospital." He shook his head and sighed. Well, you did have one job which is to take care of this kid but no, you decided to fuck around with some plastic trash. "What?" He said. Shit, Why did I say that out loud? Out of all the sentences I can say, it has to be that one.

After the doctors, we went to Connors house and let Dylan take a rest. Turns out Dylan's bump should go away in a few weeks or a month and he shouldn't do much activities for today because he might feel dizzy. Connor invited me to stay the night since it was too late for me to get home. Now we're watching Finding Nemo and I'm just imitating Dory and laughing at her whale talk. "MAAI NAME IZ DoOOARY!" I say and laugh then continue eating Connors popcorn while he's staring at me weirdly. "You really are something, sweetcheeks." I do an awkward smile and give him a peace sign, he chuckles and facepalms himself.

"WhaAat's wroONG CoNnOr? ToO sAd?" I say and laugh at myself for imitating Dory. He laughs at my weird talk. "No, you just look cute, especially with that piece of corn stuck in your teeth." He says, laughing and pointing at my face. I cover my mouth and stare wide-eyed at him. "I'm kidding sweetcheeks, you just look cute." He says and I blush. "Especially with your clothes off" He winks and smirks. Oh, I'll rub that smirk off, I jumped at him and try to slap him but he catches both my hands and flips us over, his body now over mine and between my legs. He stares at me and I stare back both panting. His eyes scan my eyes and lips, going back and forth. He licked his lips and moves closer to me, I look down at his lips as he gets closer.

I close my eyes, prepared for whatever comes next, but felt something warm and wet slide over my cheek. I gasp, that asshole. "You ass!" I scream and wipe my cheek on his shirt while he's lying backwards laughing. "Uhuh, laugh all you want, it's funny till I do this." I dump popcorn all over him. "HA!" His smile immediately falls when he realises what I did. "Oh, you are on sweetcheeks!" He yelled and before he could do anything, I ran out of his house to his backyard. I run around hoping he won't catch me, but before I notice, I fall into the pool. Great.

I swim up and gasp for air and hear Connor laugh his ass off at me. I give him a glare and get out of the pool. "Does Con, want a hug from Ashley?" I grin and run towards Connor. "No no no no! Get your wet ass out of here!"

After minutes of chasing Connor and finally pushing him into the pool, Connor offers me his clothes and I take his grey Adidas hoodie and dark green Zara sweatpants after taking a shower and lay on his bed while he'll sleep on the sofa in his room.

"Sweetcheeks?" He asks. "Stop calling me that." I mumble, half asleep. "It's uncomfortable here on the couch, can I slip under the blanket with you?" "Go to sleep and shut up." I hear him move and suddenly the side of the bed dips and his body fills the bed with warmth, I snuggle closer to him and feel myself fall asleep on his chest.

I guess it's normal to sleep with him, I sleep with my brother like this sometimes. And plus, it's not like I have feelings for Connor.

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Phew! I miss this. I'm currently 'studying' Chinese and Tourism, I honestly can't find myself to focus ;-; anyways, hope you're loving it so far, I'm trying my best to update as soon as I can but it's hard and I'm lazy:/

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