Chapter 8- Starbuckz love!

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          Mitch's P.O.V.

     I ran up the stairs quickly and looked at myself in my mirror covering my door. I looked over myself and shook my head disapprovingly. I took off my Posh Life shirt and began rummaging through my closet for something to wear. I finally picked out a tight white long sleeved shirt with my blue jacket. I pulled on some black skinney jeans and some blue converse. I quickly run my fingers though my hair styling it back. I brush my teeth and grab my watch knowing Jerome will not give me the time.

     After all of that is done I walk back down stairs grabbing my wallet on the counter and meeting Jerome in the living room. He was dressed in a loose black shirt with a purple design on the front. He had his black jacket zipped halfway up and he was wearing skinney blue jeans. He had on his favorite Vans and was placing his wallet in his back pocket.

     "Ready?" He asked and looked at me.

     "Biggums I have been ready." I purr and start heading out the door. I toss him the keys to my car and he nods.

     I jump into the passengers seat and wait as Jerome takes his time moving into the driver's side. He opens the door and slides in. He looks at me as he places the key into the starter. (IDK WHAT IT IS CALLED!)

     "And! we're off!" he yells backing out and heading down the road.

~Le time skip~

     We got out of the car and I instantly ran to the swings. It was bitter cold outside so many children weren't here. I jumped onto the nearest one and started laughing like a little kid. Jerome was staring at me with a childish smile. He seemed to be planning something. I did not like that smile. He walked over to the bench and sat down as I swung lowly on the swing. Kicking my feet back and forth every now and then.

     "Whatcha thinkin'?" I asked him my breath coming out in small clouds.

     "Nothin' Mitch." He says and smiles standing up. He shoves his hands into his pockets and walking towards me. I looked up at him since I was sitting and he looked down at me.

     "Well you seemed to be thinking." I said poking his belly. He gave me an offended look and placed a hand over the spot I poked him.

     "How dare you poke me!" He laughs and gives a fake scowl at me. I lean back and hold onto the chains careful not to pinch myself.

     "Well... I did and it is over you filthy bacca." I stuck my tounge out at him. He brought him head to my level and kissed me fully on the lips. I blushed madly and kissed back. He soon pulled back and I looked around seeing if anyone had seen. No one... good.

     "Jerome!" I barked happily.

     "Bajan!" He mocked.

     "Funny... can we go to starbucks?" I whimpered.

     "Only if you walk there with me." He said. I nodded and we began the journey out of the park. We began walking in silence down the sidewalk to Starbucks. The silence was peaceful and we walked close. We were stopped when a boy our age stopped in front of us.

     "No way! Jerome, Mitch?" We nodded and he smiled. He held out his phone with a white case. It had Merome customly written with a picture of our avatars hugging and looking at us.

     "Can you sign this and I take a picture of you guys?" He asked with a wide smile passed on his lips. I took out my spare marker and grabbed his phone. I wrote my famous signature and passed it to Jerome. He signed it and gave it to the boy. He smiled and turned on his phone to the camera. He aimed the lens at us and I wrapped my arm around Jerome's waist. He tossed his arm around my shoulders and pulled me in. The boy counted down.

     3

      Jerome smiled and squeezed me into a side hug.

     2

     Jerome looked at me and I looked up at him.

     1

     Jerome suddenly kissed me and I almost jumped back in surprise. He held the back of my head and the boy gasped.

     He snapped a picture and Jerome continued to kiss me. I kissed back but suddenly remembered the boy. I pushed on Jerome's chest and he backed away.

    "HASHTAG MEROME!" The boy yelled looking at his screen.

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