Four

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"Covey.. Covey come on wake up there's a bbq ready.." I slowly open my eyes to the most handsome face ever. Peters. I smile pecking his lips as I get up. I'm still in his shirt and I don't wanna take it off. I slip on my sunglasses and slides and walk down with him yawning every couple seconds.

"How long have you been awake?" I ask him, I've been asleep for ages. "About an hour or so.. you were so cute I didn't wanna wake you" I smile at him. "I'm still so tired...but I'm also extremely hungry" I pout and he laughs at me. I put my sunglasses over my eyes as we head outside. Peter takes a seat on a beanbag chair on the porch and I sit on his lap cuddling into him. There is a perfect fine chair next to him but I don't wanna leave him.

"You look good in my shirt, it's hot covey" he runs his hands up and down my sides. I rolls my eyes which he can't see because of my glasses. "Oh is it.. I think it's hotter when you don't have it on.." I smirk at him, I lean closer to him. "It's a win win then..." he smirks back and kisses me, which I friendly return back. Gen comes out and sits in the beanbag chair right next to us and so does her friends. I roll my eyes and snuggle into peters chest making sure my backs to her. He leans his head on top of mine kissing it a couple times.

"Wanna drink?" Peter always offered to fetch my drinks for me but I always follow him like a puppy dog. I also don't wanna be alone with gen so I'm kinda winning. "Yeah.." I get up and grab his hand and we walk over to the cooler. "What do you want?" Peter says a she takes a beer out for himself "I'll just have the same" I smile, I kinda like the taste of beer I mean it's not my favourite but there isn't a lot to choose from. He takes off the caps and hands me it. We start to walk back over the beanbag chair when Gen is laying over both.

"Whoops did you want to sit back here sorry guys" she's being annoying and I'm not gonna let it bug me and especially not Peter. "That's so fine Gen enjoy it, we will just sit somewhere else" I say before Peter has a chance to answer. I grab his hand and sit down on lounge chair. The kinds where you can lay. Peter sits next to me and places his beer on the floor. I take a big gulp and place it next to his. Peter lays down placing me on top of him. "Why is she like that. How immature does she have to be?" I say looking up at him, I'm so angry she just annoys me so much. "I'm happy with how you dealt with it though" he smiles at me flattening the curly bit of hair of mine. "I can't let her treat us like that it's not fair.." I snuggle into his chest. "You right it isn't..." he holds me tighter. "She should be grateful she's even here with her friends because it was really nice of you to invite her after everything..." he nods and holds me close to him not letting go off me kissing my forehead.

It's a little later and I'm in the room with Peter getting ready for tonight. Greg want to have music playing and drinks 'flowing'. He's acting as if this is his lake house. Peter is laying on the bed watching me get ready. I've just come out the shower and my body is wrapped tightly with a towel. I brush out my hair and start to dry it making sure it looks straight. I put a little bit of makeup on and walk over to him. His eyes never leave me. It's a nice feeling to feel like I belong because I never really understood what the different was between belonging to someone and belonging with someone and with Peter I know exactly. He makes me feel good about myself, he just makes everything better.

I lay down next to him staying in my towel. He climbs on top of me and start kissing me all over. I start giggling as he slowly touches up my leg. It's tickles ok. He laughs and falls on top of me. I peck his lips a few times before telling him to get changed. I go through the clothes I brought and I don't have anything like what Gen would be wearing but I grab a tiny black bikini that's actually a thong. I know a thong it's not really 'Lara Jean' but I have something special up my sleeve tonight. I put on my black tshirt dress and my black and white platform trainers. I don't do heels and definitely will never do heels. I promise that.

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