Can't Take My Eyes Off of You

Chapter Eighteen

They all grabbed their skates, put on their normal shoes, and left the rink. As the team parted ways, Fulton and Y/N laced fingers, walking out of the arena together.

"No wonder you were asking me about my plans, you are something else." Y/N stated.

"What can I say? I'm a sly guy," Fulton replied.

Y/N gave him a light peck on his cheek, squeezing his hand.

"You sure are, hun. You sure are," she stated playfully.

She admired the flowers she had in her other hand,

"These flowers are gorgeous, Fulton,"

"Green Club was selling them because they bought too many to plant, I had a feeling that you'd love them," he stated.

Y/N chuckled,

"Your feelings were right, I do love them,"

They continued to walk for about a half-hour, enjoying each other's company, and talking about anything and everything. They made it back to Simmon's Hall, walking to Fulton's dorm room.

He opened the door for her, she went in and sat on his love seat next to his bed.

"Want something to drink?" he asked.

Y/N nodded,

"Sure, still Coke or water?"

"Uh, not anymore. Coke, water, or Sprite?"

Y/N raised her eyebrows,

"Ooh, switching it up? I'll have a Sprite,"

Fulton smiled and shook his head, getting himself a Coke, and Y/N a Sprite. Fulton took a seat on his bed, next to Y/N's chair.

He raised up his can,

"Here's to, a new adventure. Cheers, babe."

Y/N smiled, clinking her can with Fulton before opening and taking a sip with him. Fulton nearly drank his whole can in one sip, letting out a loud belch right after.

Y/N chuckled, amazed,

"Weak..." she whispered.

He looked at Y/N with furrowed brows,

"Are you kidding? I'd like to see you do better,"

Y/N got her wallet out of her front pocket, pulling out a five-dollar bill,

"I'll bet you five bucks that I can burp louder than you," she taunted, playfully.

Fulton stood up, went to his sock drawer to get his wallet. He pulled out two five-dollar bills.

"Make it ten, then we'll settle this," he said.

They shook hands,

"Deal," she said.

Y/N began to chug her Sprite down, when she finished, she took in a deep breath. She let out the loudest burp she could,

"Damn, that was pretty good. I think I won, though," he stated.

Y/N rolled her eyes,

"No freakin' way! I totally blew yours out of the water," she rebutted.

Fulton began to laugh and shake his head,

"Sure, hon. Whatever you say,"

Held out her money for Fulton,

"Whatever, here," she said with a smile.

He shook his head,

"No, keep it, we'll settle this bet another time. I don't need money to have a good time with you," he said.

He leaned down to Y/N, giving her a soft kiss. They shared a smile as they pulled away from each other.

"Well, I hope not. I feel the same way about you, too," she replied.

She peered over to the clock on his wall, 9:30.

"It's still early, wanna go to the lounge downstairs?"

He nodded and went to hold the door open for them. They went out of his room, down the stairs, and entered the lounge. It was dark and empty. They turned on the lights,

"I'm surprised how dead it is, you'd think that on a Saturday night it would be packed down here," Y/N stated.

Fulton shrugged,

"Yeah, but now we can spend some more time together alone," he replied before kissing the top of her head. Y/N smiled before going over to the shelves by the T.V to pick out a tape.

"God, these movies suck. All the money that goes into this school, you'd think they could update the selection here. Um, how about Fast Times at Ridgemont High?" she asked.

"I love that movie, put it in. Do you want a snack or something?" he asked as he got up and went to the vending machine.

Y/N nodded,

"Sure, just a bag of Lays is fine. Can you get me a water, too?" she asked.

Fulton nodded and smiled as he got their snacks and drinks, he turned off the light as Y/N finished rewinding the tape. They both sat down on the couch, Y/N rested her head on his shoulder and pressed play on the tape.

About halfway through the movie, Y/N grew bored. She looked at Fulton, who was still watching. With him still focused on the screen, she began to kiss his neck. His attention immediately panned away from the screen to Y/N.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

She continued her way up to his neck, then to his jaw. She then turned his head to face her, connecting their lips. The movie continued to play in the background as they made out on the couch. Y/N laid down on her back, Fulton hovered over her. They continued to kiss, one of her hands rubbed up and down his back, the other playing with his hair. Fulton gently tugged on her shirt, slightly exposing her bra. Y/N pulled away from his lips to take off her shirt, she immediately pulled Fulton's shirt off as well.

Just as their lips collided again, the lights turned on.

"Hey!" a voice shouted.

Y/N and Fulton scrambled to put their shirts back on, both peering over to see the building's Dorm Advisor, Elaine.

"Both of you out, now," she demanded.

They all left the lounge and went out to the basement hallway, Elaine following closely behind them. 

a/n: Heyo! Sorry for being away for so long, but I promise I'm back! Thank you all for the support on this piece! <3