Best-Friends With Benefits (Under Reconstruction)

Chapter 30- Jaw-Dropper

"Selena."

I groaned, snuggling deeper into the smelly leather seats and hugging my arms closer to my chest in an attempt to stay warm.

"Selena! Wake up!" I could vaguely hear Conner's voice, but was too exhausted to care.

By the time we had been released from jail, it was only around noon. But I had barely gotten five hours of sleep last night before we had been arrested.

Needless to say, I really needed my beauty rest.

"Selena! You're scaring the taxi driver!" He whisper yelled in my ear, reminding me that his car was still in the shop for repairs.

"Uhhh, sir?" An unfamiliar voice sounded from the front seat. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"I know, I know." Conner sighed, before I was pulled into a warm set of arms.

Even though my mind was still groggy with sleep, I could imagine Conner's begrudging expression as he gave up on any chance of me waking up.

I sighed contently as pleasantly warm tingles shot through my body, bringing my arms up around his neck and snuggling my head into the crook of his neck.

Mmmmm...

"Thank you sir." The voice sounded a little gruff. "You teenagers should really consider sleeping at night, instead of-"

"Yeah, have a nice day." Conner interrupted him, his chest vibrating as he spoke.

I heard him slam to car door shut. He started to walk, me still cradled in his arms half-conscious.

"S, it's only one in the afternoon." He grumbled. "Now is not the time to hibernate."

Even though I was only half-awake, I still heard him.

"Ow!" He jumped as I pinched the skin on his neck where my hands were resting. "I guess I had that one coming."

I smiled lightly as he carried me to my house, I finally fell asleep. Listening to the steady sound of his breathing.

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It was around six pm when I finally woke up.

Sitting up, I looked around to see that I was lying in my bed, Conner still dozing right beside me.

I looked down at his adorable expression, his face relaxed and his hair all over the place. His arms had been wrapped securely around my waist, until I wriggled out of them and stood up.

Conner must have changed me into my pajamas, which I was more than thankful for. There was probably still sand in my dress.

My hair felt disgusting though, and I had no doubt that I had enough sand near my scalp to build a small sandcastle.

I made my way to the bathroom, wasting no time in removing my comfy pj's and hopping in the shower.

The warm water pounded on my back, instantly cleaning away all the extra sand and grime from my skin.

I thought back to my first date with Conner. How it was so cliche and perfect it nearly broke my heart.

And even though in the end we had to sleep on the beach, and then got arrested, I still considered the event a success.

After all, it was impossible to go somewhere with the boy and not get into a little trouble.

After I had finished washing myself, I was a little reluctant to get out of the warm water and dry off. But at the sound of a loud crash coming from downstairs, I knew it was probably for the best.