chapter 8

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joeys pov

i wrapped my arm around livs shoulder and pulled her into my side.

we boarded the ferry and i brought her to a spot that no one was sitting around.

this is so weird. usually girls are obsessed with me. now all i can think about is liv. her lips on mine.

we sat down. i pushed her hair back, grabbing her neck and pulling face so that out lips attached again.

someone cleared their throat from across the seats. i looked up and it was some lady and her toddler, she shot us a dirty look and i rolled my eyes and leaned my head back, groaned. liv laughed.

"this isnt funny" i crossed my arms.

she continued to giggle. she looked literally so cute.

date me.

"what?" liv asked.

"what?" i said confused.

"you said something and im pretty sure i heard it, or im just inagining it." she said.

fuck i said it outloud.

"i didnt mean to say that outloud." i confessed.

"oh okay" she looked, sad? she took out her phone and went on instagram.

"HAHAHA look at this jo." she showed me a meme video of a guy falling down a hill.

"its not that funny why are you crying" i giggled.

"this is the funniest shit ive ever watched." she laughed.

the woman cleared her throat.

"okay im not trying to be weird but if you dont respect what were saying why are you sitting here?!" i looked at her.

"joey!" liv whisper yelled.

the woman rolled her eyes and moved away and i started laughing hysterically, liv laughing after me.

the boat made a loud horn sound and we got off of the boat and started walking to our hotel which was i only a couple blocks away.

we got to the front desk and i walked up to the counter, "hey room for birlem."

"he handed us the keys, one bed right?" he said.

"no i asked for a two bed." i said furrowing my eyebrows.

"we dont have any left since you ordered a room so spontaneously." the man said.

"well i paid for it." i insisted.

"im sorry mr. birlem theres nothing i can do, there is a couch bed." he said looking at liv like he liked her or something.

"joey is not that big a deal, its fine c'mon." liv looked up at me. she probably wanted to leave fast cuz that guy was staring at her. she covered her stomach with her arm, feeling uncomfortable.

"better listen to your bitch" he mumbled.

"im sorry what?!" i looked at him.

"nothing."

i dropped the bags and pulled his face closer to mine by his turtle neck uniform.

i took the keys, "fucking dickhead." then i threw him onto his back.

i picked up the bags and liv and i took the elevator up to our room.

"you really didnt need to do that." liv looked at me.

"he was pissing me off." i opened the door.

she walked into the bathroom and it mustve taken her 700 years to take off all of her makeup, wash her face, and put her pajamas on. she came out of the bathroom wearing a loose crop top and black sweatpants. and i was already changed into basketball shorts and no shirt.

she laid down on the bed and got under the covers next to me. i started to get up to go lay down on the sofa bed, "you fucking idiot." liv said as she pushed me down onto the bed and kissed my lips. she got on top of me and straddled my waist. we made out for like 10 minutes until she got off of me.

"aww why??" i pushed my bottom lip out.

"im tired" she giggled.

"ughhh okay" i said wrapping my arms around her waist and putting my head next to hers with my chin almost hitting her shoulder but not quite.

eventually we both fell asleep.

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