DREAM KINGS (Shawn Mendes x Harry Styles)

C h a p t e r [56]

"Where do you think our out of town prize will be?" He asks.

"Hmm. I don't know but I wish there'll be a sea or an ocean."

"Wait. Why would want another sea scenario?"

"Why? Is it bad?"

"No, but you told me there's already a sea here in your town?"

"I'm just kidding." I said with a laugh, "It's not literally a seaside where Luke and I went. It was just a painting I saw somewhere when we went biking."

"I knew it!"

"Knew what?"

"That there's no seaside here."

"Oh." I pick up my slice and took a bite again.

He sighs, "We have school tomorrow. Honestly, studying is exhausting sometimes."

"Couldn't agree more with you." I said with my mouth stuffed.

"Really? Talking with your mouth full?"

I raised his slice of pizza and put it to his mouth, he couldn't put down the offer and just took seize of it.

"How 'bout now?" I said.

He chews, puts one finger up, like saying 'Wait a minute.' But as soon as he swallows, I reach the pizza up again to his mouth and he took another bite. Him, being unable to speak because of all the pizza bites in his mouth, I laughed. I put down his slice and took a bite on mine.

"Hey.. so.." he clears his throat, "You really think I'm.. cute?"

I breathe heavily and said, "BOOOOYYYYY!"

He laughs, "Hey, I'm serious! The heck?!"

"Here's a serious answer. Okay, alright, fine, you're cute but the greatest problem with you is your god forsaken personality and attitude, makes you a dislikable person."

He puckers his lips and out a great sigh, "I guess.."

I finished my slice, I lift up his and fed him until he's done with his slice. We continue to walk, both exhausted. His sniffing continues.

"My head still hurts so bad.." he mumbles.

"Don't worry, we're getting close."

"Fevers sucks."

"Yep. Makes you hate everything."

"Not really.. for the first time I got to like having one, again."

"What do you mean?"

"Huh?"

"What do you mean with what you just said?"

"Nothing. I didn't say anything."

"Shawn, you did. You said you got to like having a fever for the first time, again. What does that mean?"

"Did I said that?" He laughs, "My bad. I was about to agree with you about fever makes you hate everything."

I didn't forced him to say what he means anymore. Besides, it's hard for someone to say something they don't want to. We continue to walk, so does our eating, until one box's down.
Luckily there's large trash bin on the side of the road, there, I crumple the box and threw in the trash.

"Hand me the other one." I said.

Shawn gave me the other box while he holds the other. He opens it and it's the pepperoni flavor.

"HEYYYYY! I WANT THAT!" I said like a little kid.

Shawn chuckles, he lifts a slice and puts it close to my mouth, "Here." He says.