Our History

Chapter 17

Gordie's POV

I had fallen asleep there laying in Chris' arms.

Maybe it was the movement of the car that had cradled me to sleep or the warmth and protection that came from Chris's arms.

But I guess it didn't really quite matter at the moment, the only thing that mattered to me was waking up.

It was when Chris started to shake my shoulders and softly saying, "Gordie wake up, we're back at your house."

Usually, Chris would have just carried me inside, not wasting the time to wake me up.

But because my parents were home and Eyeball dropped us off, it was probably a good decision of waking me up.

Especially because my parents would have thought it was weird that Chris was carrying me inside.

My parents already assume that we are to close in a weird way. They just assume he's my only friend because Denny was always the popular one. They didn't like Chris, well my dad didn't like Chris, but they never really said anything to me about stopping to hang out with him.

Which I was grateful for because I had to sneak around the town just to be with him. I didn't wanna have to sneak around my own house just to see him.

"Ugh, I don't wanna get up Chris.", I began to complain about getting up.

Chris quickly looked around then wrapped his arms under my armpits and pulled me out of Eyeball's truck.

Once he had me out of the truck, he sat me on my feet. I didn't feel like standing so I leaned on him.

Chris just rolled his eyes, wrapped an arm around my waist and shut the door.

He then shook me a little bit," C'mon Gordie, I know you're tired, but you need to walk inside."

I understood what he was meaning, so I just stood up on my own, pretending to pout.

"You guys are a cute dysfunctional.", Eyeball said out the window.

I just glared at him, but Chris responded, "Yeah, but we have fun."

Then Chris wrapped his arm around my waste.

I silently thanked God that my parents home for once because if they hadn't Chris would have slapped my ass. If he did that then I knew I would have turned a whole new shade of red and at the moment I was trying to make him feel guilty for waking me up, even if it was the smartest decision to wake me up.

"Okay, whatever you say.", Eyeball looked at the road then back at us, "Well I'm gonna go, don't have too much fun you two." And with that Eyeball drove away.

"I don't wanna go inside and risk talking to those shitty people I have the privilege of calling parents.", I started to tell Chris, dreading to do anything at the moment, especially seeing my parents.

"People I have the privilege of calling parents.", Chris began to mock me.

I looked up at him and glared at him, "Oh blow me, Chambers.", I replied to him in a sarcastic tone.

Chris then smirked at me, "I will later.", winked, then began to walk inside.

After that statement, I could feel all the blood rush to my face.

No matter how much Chris and I did things, it always made me blush to talk about it.

This killed me, mainly because Chris hardly ever blushed when I would say something blunt like that. Which that was very rare, but it still made me mad because I wanted to have that effect on him.

"You coming to Gordie?", Chris yelled out from the front porch of my house.

I snapped my head around to face him, then I began to lightly jog up to him.

"Took ya long enough", Chris said jokingly as I made my way to the porch.

I didn't reply to anything he said, I just flipped him off and began to walk inside.

Chris, of course, trying to get the last move in, "accidentally" tripped over his own feet and slid his hand quickly over my ass, "Oh, I'm sorry Gordie.", he then smirked at me and went inside.

At that moment from him moving past me to inside my house, I wanted to jump on him to make him fall down. But I decided against it, I don't want my parents to see me on top of Chris, especially because I knew if I did that I would have kissed him.

Now that I am inside I am extremely happy that I decided against it because right when we walked into the door my father walked right up to us.

"So you finally decide to come home."

I was about to argue with him, yell at him because we never even really notice when I am or am not home! Why the hell was this time different?

But nobody could get anything out because he continued to talk, "Well none the less your mother and I need you to run to the store to buy paint. You will be coloring the new babies room, which will be in the old guest room."

I wasn't shocked that they didn't want to just move Denny's stuff out and put the new baby in there. They would never do that, Denny was the golden child. Dead or alive, he was the best thing that had happened to him. But I couldn't say much, Denny and Chris were the best parts of my life. And even if I don't wanna believe it, sometimes I am happy that they never really got rid of Denny's room. It was nice to just go and sit in there, just drowning myself in all the beautiful memories. Even if it just hurt me more.

"Okay, dad, what color would you two like me to get?", I wasn't in the mood for a fight. So I would go get paint and whatever else they needed so they would just leave me alone.

My dad had no expression on his face, "Well we are gonna wait until tomorrow to tell you the color. We will be seeing the doctor and hopefully, they can tell us the sex, but that's only if the baby is far enough along. I think it is, I knew your mom was getting big. Just figured she was eating too much, not a freaking baby."

With that, my father left Chris and me in our own shock at the fact that he just bluntly said that my mother was fat.

"Chirs, you better tell me if I'm getting fat.", that's all I could think about as we made our way to my room. What if Chris ever thought I did look bad but didn't tell me because he didn't wanna hurt my feelings?

Chris smiled to himself for a second, "Yeah, I mean what would we do if you got pregnant?"

I rolled my eyes as I shut my door, and locked it"I'm being serious Chris, if I am ever getting fat or repulsive to you then tell me so I can fix myself."

Chris pulled me down so I was sitting right next to me on my bed, "Stop, don't you ever think like that okay? I don't care how much you weigh! I could care less if you were 40 pounds or 400 pounds! I love you for you, and no matter what you will always look beautiful in my eyes and I will always love you okay? Nothing can and will ever change that."

I began to feel tears form in my eyes, I loved him so much.

We both leaned over and he hugged me tightly," Shhh, please don't cry. It's only the truth Gordie, I would never lie to you."

"I know Chris, that's why I'm crying.", Chris gave me a confused look at my comment, "What we have it special, and it's everything to me. Where it's love, lust, I want it. You are my other half, I love you, Chris."

I then rested my forehead onto his, feeling his slow breaths hit my mouth. I was getting lost in his sea blue eyes, and never wanting to be found.

"And I love you to Gordie.", then he closed the gap between us.

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