I Might be in Love With you (Theo James Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Make-out scenes warning!!!

Theo POV

        Someone took a picture of us. Kissing. I didn't mind, I love Chanel and I don't care if the whole world  knows I've kissed her. It'd only make everyone jealous. She quickly pulls away, placing her hands on my chest, not looking at that paparazzi guy.

        "You okay?" I whisper, looking into her eyes.

        "I'm fine Theo. But everyone will think we're dating and we're not and this is just so complicated and I-" I place my finger on her mouth. I look into her eyes and then onto the ground.

        "Chanel. I am madly in love with you. I don't know how either. But the very first time I held you, I felt something for you. You're like a spark of energy, which never ends." I say as the paparazzi keeps flashing pictures. "And the fact that you trusted me enough to come over and stay at my house, makes me feel even closer to you." I say as I place one hand on her waist.

        "Well, nothing will ever change. You're still that stranger, sexy stranger, I met and who I almost slept with." She tells me, carefully pushing my hand away from her waist. She's making me wild for her. I look down at her pushing my hand away, smiling.

        Just then, I take her to the limousine in front of her house. I take a seat next to her and motion the driver to drive us to my house.

        "Theo... You didn't even start filming Divergent and you're already carried around in limos?" She asks, giving a soft laughter. I laugh along and say,

        "My lady needs to feel like a princess. Because she is one." I say, holding her hand.

        "Oh who may that lady be?" She asks, gripping onto my hand harder.

        Instead of replying I pull her closer, carefully examining her eyes. I slowly reach in for a kiss, softly getting a hold of her waist with my hands. She doesn't stop me this time. I get under her shirt, and pull her even closer until she's basically sitting on my lap. She slowly lets go,

        "Don't ever leave me. Please." She says. I smile at her, placing a strand of hair behind her ear.

        "Please come to Chicago with me to film Divergent." I say, mocking her 'please'.

        "Okay."

Chanel POV

        "Okay." I say. There I fucking was. Agreeing to go off with a stranger all the way to CHICAGO for him to film his movie. I didn't even ask my mom about this and here I was making the biggest desicion of my life yet.

        "Okay? You aren't scared of me?" He asks, holding tight onto my hand. I look at him. Then at our hands locked together.

        "I'm scared of myself, Theo. I'm scared because I let myself fall in love with you so easily." I take a pause. "But I don't regret a single thing. I'm falling for you, and maybe I already fell for you. I might be in love with you."

        Just then, the limo parks. Theo opens the door for me and as we walk out there's paparazzi all over the place again. It's already 11 pm, do they hire paparazzis 24/7? As we walk through the crowd of people, Theo holds my waist close to him. How romantic. I smile on the ground as people take pictures. Theo, as the arrogant but caring person he is, smiles at them.

        "Smile, Chanel. They love you." He tells me, whispering in my ear.

        "No, they love you. Besides you're the new 'teen heart throb'. If they had the chance they would rip me in peices." I say. I felt a trace of jealousy in my voice. As he opened the front door, he says

        "Of course they love me. But I love you." He smiles, kissing me on the cheek. Soon enough we find ourselves inside his house. This whole limo ride and paparazzi thing feels like a journey. I quietly get undressed, leaving me in my pyjama tank top and skinny jeans. I look at Theo, smiling, as he gets undressed too. However, he takes off his pants and shirt too, leaving him in his boxers only. He looks at me with that gorgeous look of his, taking off his watch. I gaze at him longer than I should.

        "I see you want this?" He says, laughing. I smile at the floor, and then look into his eyes.

        "No..." I denied, biting my lips as I gestured for him to come closer.

        "Thing is, it's all yours." He says, placing his forehead onto mine. I wrap my hands around his neck and give him a small soft kiss. Then, I let go to take off my pants and tank top, leaving ME in my bra and panties. I catch him staring at me and mock him,

        "I see you want this?" I laugh, trying to immitate his deep sexy British voice.

        "Unlike you," he says, "I don't deny the facts." He laughs, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his heartbeat going faster every second, but so did mine. I placed my hands on his shoulders, leaning in for a kiss. He puts his hands around my waist tightly, going lower, and lower, and lower. And before I know it he lifts me up and runs with me in his arms to his bedroom. I laugh really loud, watching him smile at me. He soon carefully places me on his bed, tucking me in.

        "Are we going to sleep already?" I ask, pouting. He smiles at me as he lays down next to me. I carefully put my head on his chest as he brushes through my hair.

        "Chanel, I want you to know I am always here for you." He whispers in my ear and kisses my forehead.

        "You didn't answer my question." I said, puttin my full body on his.

        "What? What question?" He asks jokingly. I sit straight up, smile at him, and then bend over to kiss him, I softly bit his lip and then kissed him with more passion.