It All Started when I was FLUSHED down the TOILET

15 : Jealousy makes you nasty

                                     ~March~

~Simon's P.O.V~

She unbuttoned my shirt slowly, her tongue fighting with mine as we kissed.

"Simon."She moaned.

I weaved my fingers into her hair also moaning enjoying our hot makeout session.

"Fuck."I moaned out feeling the heat on our bodies rise making me feel harder.

She let go planting her hands on my chest.

I was surprised by her sudden action and I cupped her cheek to look at her properly.

"Simon."She sighed crossing her arms.

The firelight danced bathing her beautiful self in it.

We had gone to my parent's beach house for our sixth date and I'd lit a fire to set the mood.

And the mood was definitely set, what I'd do to get her out of those pants.

"Cherrie."I answered, "What's wrong?"I asked in French.

She sighed rolling off me and leaning up against the couch.

"Why does Chloe hate me?"

Ah this again.

Sure Chloe wasn't being nice to her but it had been eating my Cherrie up for a while.

Whenever we'd go out she'd bring it up.

Whenever we'd take a walk she'd bring it up.

It was actually getting pretty annoying. I loved my snowflake but she wasn't being nice.

I thought I'd finally found my soulmate and there she was but my best friend was standing in the way of us being completely happy.

"She doesn't hate you my love."I answered simply.

She pouted adorabley, "But she's always mean to me in some way. When I say hi she ignores me."

She was so adorable in her long sweater and hot at the same time.

I loved that about her.

I sighed picking her up and making her straddle me.

She crossed her arms furrowing her eyebrows, "Simon I'm serious. She doesn't like me."

Helpless I just..."She doesn't like anyone and we're best friends. Don't worry she'll warm up to you."I answered trying to reassure her.

If I'm being completely honest.

I wasn't completely sure if she was going to come around; Chloe was unpredictable.

But it was hard enough that Cherrie was being given a hard time by her family because they were pressuring her to carry on with the family business.

"Okay."She said smiling slowly.

"Who's my kitty?"I asked my voice lowering deliberately.

"I am."She admitted.

"Who?"

"Meow."She said adorabley.

She leaned in and we continued our makeout session.

*sigh*

I loved her.

~one week later~

~Chloe's P.O.V~

"Chloe."

"Chloe."