Dear Peter, I will always love you

Seven

The first week flys by and it's weird to think we still have another week in this beautiful place. It's incredible. Truly and utterly incredible. I'm laying on a sun lounger reading my book trying to catch a little bit of sun. I'm pretty sure Peters showering. Everyone's inside, I thought it was the perfect time to be out here.

I've read about 3 chapters and decide to head in to make some food. I decide on cinnamon toast because it's peters favourite. I grab the ingredients and start frying up the toast. I start cutting up some fruit for everyone as it's still pretty early and I've been up for ages. I set out all the food on the counter and everyone slowly comes down in drips and drabs grappling some food before heading away to the sofa. I make a plate for Peter and I, taking it upstairs with a coffee for him.

I hear the shower in the ensuite and his voice, I take a seat on the bed. I love it when Peter sings his voice is so smooth and perfect. I hear it turn off and I grab a strawberry plopping it in my mouth. He walk out in only his towel and I feel my stomach so flips. I can't keep my eyes off him. "Like what you see Covey?" He says acting all smug. "Mhm..." I mumble to him nodding my head. He smirks at me and walk closer to me. He lean over the top of me placing a kiss on my lips. "I made you food..." I say pecking his again, he seems thoroughly happy about this and his attention goes towards the cinnamon toast.

"My favourite, Covey you spoil me..."  I smile at his comment as he tucks in to the toast and coffee. "This is soo good, Covey I thought we could go paddle boarding just you, Pammy, Darrell and me" he smiles at me, I know he's excited about it. I'm terrible at anything involving sport but I can't take that smile off his face and that's the only reason I say "sure" I smile back at him. I would never in a million year agree to do this with anyone else but this is Peter and he makes me do crazy things all the time. "Go change into your bathinsuit and I'll go make us snacks.." he smiles at me before getting up. He pecks my cheek before walking out the room.

I hate picking bathing suits I feel like I have to have the cutest ones on because I'm Peter Kavinskys girlfriend. I rummage round looking for the one that he'll like the most. I know Pammy will be wearing a cute one, she always does. I pick a full suit one that's got a slight deep V and laces up at the top. It's a bit showy but I know Peter will like it a lot. I shove on one of his plain Black Tees and I put on my sandals and walk down to get him.

"Covey I'm gonna have no shirts left.." he smiles at me and wraps his arms around my waist. "Sorry.." it comes out sheepishly. "I'm gonna have to buy some especially for you.." he says as he brings me closer. "I'd like that..." I bite my lower lip, which I haven't done before today. I stand on my the tops of my toes and lean up and kiss him. We don't stop, he leans me against the counter. It's weird it's like we are the only two here when we aren't. He bites my lip, which he's never done before. I like it. He slips his tongue in my mouth and our sweet and innocent kiss get a little heated. I don't care though because he's perfect. His hair, his eyes and the way he kisses. It's like he could be a professional kisser, it's crazy. "Excuse me!" We hear a cough before the voice is recognisable. It's Gen. I feel small again. I feel myself sink into Peter. She makes me feel like nothing. Like I'm not good enough.

"You know Lara Jean I didn't think you had it in you but I was wrong.." she smirks and laughs to herself and I'm confused. Peter didn't tell anyone about us doing it. Did he? I look at the ground and gulp hard. "What's wrong Covey?" Peter lifts my chin up so he can analyse my face "what did she mean by that.." I know exactly what she means by that. "I don't know .." I shrug, I lie. It's too embarrassing to tell him. I remember the first party I went to with Peter over a year ago and her friend asked how far we'd gone. She shut it down straight away and said "I know Lara Jean and I know Peter Kavinsky" at that moment I knew she knew that I wasn't going to have sex with him for a while and it was embarrassing. Why should I feel bad about waiting. "Don't lie to me Lara Jean" Peter knows straight away, I sigh and take a deep breathe. "It's just something stupid she said at a party once about us having sex. It's nothing really.." I fake a smile because I don't want him to worry.

"It's not nothing Covey, it's none of her or anyone else's business about what we do or don't do" I place my hand in his chest and I feel him get angry "Lara Jean I've had enough of her shit" he walk away from me and storms over to her "Peter it's not a big deal honestly.." I say hurrying after him. I don't want him saying anything, I don't want him embarrassing me or him. "Who do you think you are Gen, if I'm honest it's none of your business what Lara jean and me do or anyone else's for that matter. So why don't you just quit it!" His voice isn't loud but it's firm, I stand close by him. "Well Peter I don't think you've done any business except 'making out'" she pouts saying making out in a sarcastic accent. "And how the hell would you know that.." anger is going through his voice. "Well I know Lara Jean and I know you.. I mean if you have why don't you share it, it's not a big deal it never was with us.." she stands her ground, he just stares at me and I walk closer to them putting my hand in his. "Im not.." I cut him off "we've have sex any other questions that need answering" I smile smug at her. Her face shows anger and she gets up and leaves. She didn't expect me to stand up to her.

"Covey you didn't have to tell her.." he whispers in my ear as he holds me close to him. "It's fine, I don't care who knows I just care that it was you..." I smile up at him. "Are you sure?" He always asks me more than once for reassurance "Yeah, I mean if we're gonna be doing it more often then.. people will just expect" I say, his eyes widen at my statement. "More often huh?" He leans down closer to my face "Well yeah, I enjoyed it.." my eyes widen as I feel more venerable, I bite my lower lip. "You did, I'm glad..." he leans down and bites my lip and kisses me again how we were before.

"I don't think Pammy and Darrell are gonna be ready for a while so maybe we should Just.. head up stairs.." I say in between the kiss, he grabs my hand and rushes me upstairs. I laugh at his quick movement. As the door shuts my giggles quickly fade before my lips land ok his again. He lifts me up and puts me onto the bed, I have a rush of adrenaline and i can tell he does too. As he kisses me on my neck I feel myself get giggly again. He puts his finger on my lip "shhhh.." I smile at him and connect my lips to his again. He lifts up my top and slips off my bathing suit. "I like this one.." he says in between kisses.. "I'm glad.." I bring him close to my and pull off his top as he pulls his shorts off. He gets us under the covers and kisses me all down my chest. It's a weird sensation. Not like the first time. It feels rougher and more passionate. He kisses me again and then it happens. Again.

"Wow" I breathe out next to him like he did the first time. "Yeah wow.." I lay in his arms. I didn't expect us to do it so soon after. I guess it's been a week but still. I enjoy it. There's a knock on the door and I stare at Peter making sure the sheets are wrapped around me. "Peter, Lara jean, you in here?" It's Pammy, they must be ready. I look up at him and laugh. "Yeah we will be out in a minute.." Peter rushes grabbing his clothes and I just sit there giggling. That was perfect timing. He just stops and looks at me and starts laughing too. I slowly get off the bed and slip on my red bathing suit again. Peter pulls me close to him from behind and we look at each other through the mirror. "You look amazing.." he says pecking my cheek. I turn my head and peck his lips. Never wanting to leave this moment or lose this feeling. I slip the tshirt over my head and we walk out the room. Pammy and Darrell stare at us and rolls there eyes as if they know. I smirk to myself and keep a firm grip on Peter hand. I never want to lose this, never.