sugar ; robert sheehan [ COMPLETED ]

seventeen.

r e a l i t y
robert's pov xx

I walked out of the bathroom and downstairs. "Robert?" I asked. I seen him looking at his phone, laughing at a conversation in the group-chat. "They're ate up." I giggled, sitting on the couch. Robert looked at me, "Yeah, we all are." He smiled at me.

I put my elbow on the arm rest of the couch, putting my head on my hand. I sighed and clicked onto Netflix. "Hey, Liv?" He asked. I looked at him, my eyebrows raised. "Yeah?"

He showed me the phone and I read what Emily said about the boy and Iwan responding with no. I raised my eyebrows and unlocked my phone to tell him how it was a quick response. "What are you doing over there come hereeee!" Robert said after saying one last "I-" in the chat.

I scooted down and he grabbed my arm pulling me onto him, my head on his chest and my waist in between his legs. I sighed, contently, and looked up at him. "Cuddles from your best friend are nice." I said. He nodded, smiling, and looking at the TV.

I liked him obviously—if you couldn't tell. I had told Avery I liked him too. I'm just scared and I don't want anything to be ruined for us after he just got here to spend time with me. "What're you thinking about?" He asked. I jumped and looked up at him again from the TV.

"I'm not thinking." I mumbled. He grinned, "Yes you are, I know you are. You do it on FaceTime all the time, and you did it the first day I was here. Your eyes glaze over and you stare off at something you're focusing on—seem to be focusing on—and your hands curl up and your feet start to tap against whatever they're on." He studied.

I bit my lip. It was cute he knew all of that about me. "Um-I was thinking about what we could do today." I said after a bit of thinking. "Oh!" He got excited, "I looked up a list of things to do and we could go to—what do you guys call it? Uhm, Sky Zone? We could go out to eat at like In-N-Out or something." He smiled.

I nodded my head. "How about In-N-Out. Sky Zone's not that fun." I made a frown-y face and laid back onto him. He played with the ends of my hair and nodded.