Chapter 20

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The next morning we woke up to see rain. I checked the weather and saw that it's supposed to rain all day.

I checked my phone, to see a mixed call from Shawn, along with a text.

Shawn: what you're dating him now? Lol didn't i call this

I roll my eyes at his text. He must've seen that David and I came to Hawaii together.

I didn't even bother answering, he's not worth my time.

Quickly, I throw on a pair of black athletic shorts, and while searching for a shirt, I come across the lingerie in my bag, just as there's a knock on my door.
"One minute," I shout out, face beet red, and grab an old shirt from my high school.

He comes in just as I pull it on.
"Good morning," He greets, taking a seat on my bed.

"It's raining," I pout sitting next to him.
He takes my hand, which shocks me but I don't pull it away.

"I vote we stay in and watch movies," He says and I nod excitedly.

I can see the lingerie peeking out of the suitcase, so I quickly divert his attention.
I pull him up and drag him into the living room.
"What's the rush?" He asks when we finally get to the living room.

"We have a lot of movies to watch babe,' I say without even thinking. We both pause, and now I feel awkward.

"Babe, huh?" He teases and I stick my tongue out at him.

We jump on the couch and go through the movies on the tv. Luckily, this tv is stocked with movies since we didn't bring any.

"Ooh, can we watch the Greatest Showman?" I beg him.

"After we watch the Conjuring," He says and I roll my eyes.

We raid the kitchen and find popcorn and m&m's, the best combo ever.

We grab blankets, and pile them up on the floor with pillows, before making ourselves comfortable in the mess.

Both of us sit awkwardly once the movie starts, not knowing what to do with each other.

Do we hold hands? Cuddle? Ignore each other?

However, jump scares come quickly, so I choose the cuddle. Or more like grip onto him with everything I have.
"Scared?" He teases, but another jump scare happens, causing him to jump.

"Scared?" I tease, and he rolls his eyes but puts his arm around me to pull me closer to him.

The movie finishes not long after, and we start the Greatest Showman. I've seen this movie more times than I can count, so I jump up when the song starts, and start dancing along.
"This is the greatest show!" I scream with the TV, and David starts laughing, pulling out his camera to video me, but I don't care.

I dance around and grab David's hand to pull him up and dance with me.

We get tired after a little while and collapse on the floor in laughter.

We make eye contact again, and seeing as how everytime we make eye contact it ends with him kissing me, I already know what to expect.

His lips land on mine, but this time it's different. He doesn't pull away, and neither do I.

He lays me down, and climbs on top of me, using his arms to hold himself up.

The intensity of our kiss intensifies, and I feel his hand snake down to the bottom of my t-shirt and he starts playing with it.

I expect him to pull it off, but he keeps playing with it to tease me.
I pull away from him, and pull it off, mumbling a 'bitch' at him, before connecting our lips again and flipping us over.
In the process, he also takes his off, and he looks at me concerned.

"What?" I ask.
"Are you sure?" He asks. Which is sweet, but not really in the mood to talk.
I nod and again, connect our lips.

~~

Somehow, we made it to the bed, and now we're lying there cuddling. We're both naked, and I think we both can say we're shocked by what happened.

Not shocked in a bad way, but I didn't really expect it to happen so quickly.

"That was great," He said, staring at the ceiling.
"I've heard I'm pretty great," I joke, and he jumps on top of me, tickling me, before placing a peck on my lips.

"I hope they didn't set up cameras," He says looking around.
"If they did, I hope they enjoyed the show," I say and he chuckles.
I hop out of bed, and just grab his t-shirt to throw on.

"Hey that's mine," He says.

"And now it's mine," I poke my tongue out at him, and he rolls his eyes before throwing a pair of boxers on.

We head into the living room, to see it a giant mess. The end credits for the Greatest Showman is on, and my guess is that it's been that way for a while. The pillows are scattered all around, along with the blankets.

"Maybe we should clean up?" He suggests, and I agree.

We couldn't make this an easy task, of course.
It ended up being a pillow fight, hide n seek, and we saw who could catch the most m&m's in their mouths,
I won, of course.

So we basically made the house a bigger mess than it was before we started cleaning.

I didn't care if we ended up cleaning the rest of the day.
We're making advances toward a relationship, and I couldn't be happier.

I hope he can say the same.

~~

lol i'm on a high dose steroid until I get my surgery next week and it causes insomnia. so this will be fun. 

but hope y'all enjoyed!

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