I laughed and he gripped my hand, pulling me into the motel room. He closed the door and went to set the pizza boxes on top of the old television.
"This isn't very romantic." I teased him.
He gave me a playful glare and set the bag of snacks down on the bed.
"Put it this way," He opened the pizza box.
"I rescued you from your parents, I took you on a romantic walk on the beach, and then I brought you back to my place for a even more romantic evening."
"This isn't your place." I smiled.
"It technically is. I crash here everyday." he shrugs, taking a slice of pizza and a napkin.
"Why exactly?"
"The owner is just a really nice old woman who I buy groceries and cat food for." he says, handing me the pizza.
I took it from him and he kissed me on the cheek. I couldn't help but blush after all this time we've been together.
"You're very charming." I said before taking a bite of pizza.
"I try."
We spent the rest of the night eating pizza laying in his bed and cuddling. Until he got up and told me that he needed to show me something.
I sat up in bed as He headed to his drawer and took out an object wrapped up in one of his t-shirts.
He had a smile on his face as If he was very proud of what he was about to show me.
He climbed back into bed and propped me up on his lap. He licked his lips and unwrapped the thing and my jaw dropped.
It was a gun. He looked at me as if I was suppose to congratulate him.
"Will you do it with me?" he asked.
"Do what? I'm not doing anything with you if you're carrying that around." I frowned.
"We're not going to kill anyone. You'll just help me rob a small store for a sufficient amount of money so we can runaway and make a new life together." he explained.
"When exactly did you plan this out? How long did you have this?" I kept asking him.
This was all just so bizarre. One minute we were cuddling and eating pizza then the other he shows me a gun and tells me that he wants to run away with me.
"I was planning this out in my head about two months ago and I've had the gun for three." he said, looking at it as if it were his ultimate treasure.
"I can't do this with you. What if we get caught or killed?"
"We won't get caught. If you really want this then you need to trust me, babe."
I sighed.
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" I asked him.
"Because I took advantage. You weren't completely in love with me two months ago and I knew you would've left me if I told you this."
He frowned and set the gun aside. I wrapped my arms loosely around his neck and our foreheads met. His big green eyes peering up at me.
"I love you forever." I whispered.
He wrapped his arms around my waist tightly and I hugged him close to me. His face snuggled in my neck and my fingers playing with the curls in the back of his neck.
"You're my world."
It was 11:10 in the night and He spent the remainder of the night with his head in between my legs and his name falling out of my lips.
I arched my back and moaned for him. I couldn't help but smile when I would look down and see his big adorable eyes looking up at me.
I whimpered and let out a long drawn out moan when he finally drove me to the edge. I fisted the bed sheets and curled my toes.
He finally unattached himself from me and stuck his tongue out to lick up all my juices surrounding his lips.
He grabbed my lace panties and slid them back on me before crawling over to me and resting his head on my chest again.
His arm wrapped around my waist and he hadn't even taken off his jeans. His shirt was somewhere around the room and so was his belt.
On the other hand, here was I in one of the small tank tops I left here once and my forever 21 laced number. Nothing but that.
"Get comfortable." I told him, before he could fall asleep.
So he finally takes off his jeans and throws them aside. I turn on my side and he spoons me like he always does when we sleep together. He pressed a kiss to my neck and whispered 'I love you' into my ear.
I smiled and happily fell asleep.
