Mutual

Chapter twenty four

Kathryn's POV

I step into my maroon skirt and accompany it with a black tank top. I slip on my black ankle strap heels and fasten them before sitting down on my bed to my makeup. I start off with my James Charles morphe palette and up with a bold eye look that matches my skirt. I apply light makeup to my face but make sure to pack on my highlight. I want to glow tonight. I slip my glasses back on and check the time. 5:30. Sonny's picking me up at 6. That gives me half an hour to curl my hair. I do so and start taking a few selfies to post on Instagram later when the doorbell rings. Grabbing my bag, I open the door to Y/N.

Me: "Err, hi? Don't you have a key?"
Y/N: "Yeah I left it at the boys' house because I'm an idiot. I only came back to grab some clothes, I thought it would be a good idea to leave some over there for when I stay over. That way I don't have to keep nicking yours. Where are you going dressed all nice?"
Me: "Out."
Y/N: "Ooh, without me? Joking, have a nice time, babe. Don't hook up with too many boys!" I laugh and she walks past me into the house. Rye's car pulls up into the drive and Sonny steps out the driver side.
Me: "Hey, Y/N?"
Y/N: "Yeah?"
Me: "Take my key, so you can lock up behind you."
Y/N: "Okay but how will you get back in?"
Me: "I'll probably just go back to the boys. I'm putting the key on the table, I've gotta go my rides here."
Y/N: "Okay, see you later!"

I close the door behind me and run over to Sonny, embracing him.

Me: "I missed you!"
Sonny: "You've literally been without me for like three hours, calm down."
Me: "Still."
Sonny: "I missed you too though. If I could wrap you in my arms and carry you everywhere with me I would. Let's get in the car before you freeze to death." I climb into the passenger seat.
Me: "Y/N seems to think I'm going clubbing tonight and that I'm gonna hook up."
Sonny: "Well, the latter option might be true." He grins, eyes shining.
Me: "Sonny!" I slap his arm, laughing. He leans down and kisses me before driving off.

The drive is mostly silent, I spend the majority staring out the window and Sonny concentrates on driving. The atmosphere isn't awkward at all, it's quite relaxing and calm. So much so, that I don't even realise when we pull up outside the restaurant. Sonny opens my door for me and helps me out. I gaze at the restaurant, shocked at how beautiful and big it is.

Me: "Sonny... I can't afford to go here."
Sonny: "That's okay because I'm paying."
Me: "No you're not."
Sonny: "I am, please, let met me." 
Me: "Fine, but I'm paying next time." I huff.
Sonny: "Sure, babe." 

Slight sarcasm rolls off his tongue and I give him a playful shove. I really like it when he calls me babe, though. I feel blush spreading through my cheeks, instantly. We go into the restaurant and sit at a table. It's really fancy in here, and the place is deserted. A little strange, but I'm sure it'll fill up soon. A waiter comes up to us and we order food and ten minutes later he returns with them. I smile and thank the waiter. We enjoy our meals and talk about random stuff when Sonny askes me what I want to do with my future. I quickly swallow the last of my food.

Me: "Erm, well. I'm not too sure, to be honest. I want to be spontaneous at the moment and live a little, but hopefully I'll get married and have kids one day."
Sonny: "You've got to have a boyfriend first though, right?"
Me: "Yeah, obviously?" We're silent for a few moments so I decide to overcome it by asking the question that's distracting me the most for some reason.
Me: "Why is like, no one else here?"
Sonny: "I booked it."
Me: "You what?"
Sonny: "You heard. I wanted to be alone with you, no one scraping forks against plates, no one talking. Just you, and me."
Me: "But that must have cost a bloody fortune."
Sonny: "Not really. The owner owes me one. He's also giving us this meal free"
Me: "Right..."
Sonny: "Shall we get out of here? We can go on a walk if you'd like." The thought of going out into the cold night makes me shiver. "Here, take my jacket." He shrugs it off his shoulders revealing his bare, muscular arms.
Me: "But you'll be freezing."
Sonny: "I'll be fine as long as you're beside me."

I blush and smile to myself as I slip on the jacket. It's warm and soft against me and most definitely smells like him. I never want to take it off. He ushers me towards the exit and takes his hand in mine. It feels natural, even though we aren't dating. What are we? We're surely more than friends because we've kissed and held hands, but he hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend yet. Wait - what if he doesn't want me to be his girlfriend? What's if he's comfortable where are now but doesn't want to move to the next step? What if he's like this with all his girl friends? No, he seems too sweet to do that. What if he is leading me on though? I'm starting to panic slightly and Sonny pulls me from my thoughts.

Sonny: "Babe, you okay?"

Okay, he called me babe, surely I mean something to him, right? Right? But he called Y/N babe the other day, he uses it everyday. OH MY GOD WHAT IF HE LIKES Y/N? But he knows Y/N is getting close with Brook. Or does he? He could be oblivious. No no, I don't think he likes Y/N. A friend, nothing more. But does he like me? I like him... a lot. I don't know if I could be around him anymore if he didn't like me back. Oh g-

Sonny: "Kathryn, calm down! I don't like Y/N, at least not in the way I like you."
Me: "Whaaa? How did you just answer my thoughts?"
Sonny: "You said them out loud, silly!" I stare at him, mortified.
Me: "You what? You heard all that? Oh, fuck no." I turn to run off but he grabs my wrist and spins me back around. He pulls me up close, so close our noses touch.
Sonny: "Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
Me: "Your... g-girlfriend?"
Sonny: "Yes. My g-girlfriend." He says, mocking me. "You've basically just confessed your feelings, and to clarify, I like you... a lot. So, will you be my girlfriend?"
Me: "Well.." I gain confidence and decide to tease him a little before letting him know the answer. "I would be your girlfriend... but I'm highly offended."
Sonny: "What? Why?" He starts to sweat a little and it takes all of me to stop myself from laughing.
Me: "You see, I'd much prefer if you referred to me as a celery stick."
Sonny: "A... celery stick?" He scratches his head, confused. God, I'd love to run my hands through those curls right now.
Me: "Yes. A celery stick. I thought you knew?" I smirk at him, hinting that I'm only messing.
Sonny: "Okay, will you be my celery-stick-friend?"
Me: "I'd love to be your celery-stick-friend." 

I pull him in close and kiss him passionately under the stars.