Don't Get Me Wrong (Middle of Revamping)

Chapter 33: Top of the World

After walking back from outside...

Neil's POV-

Even after getting back to the hotel, everything that happened earlier just feels like a dream. If my past self had told me that Tweet would ask me out on her 17th birthday, I would've immediately brushed it off. But now that it actually happened? And I actually kissed her?

It's gonna take a lot to get this smile off my face.

Not gonna lie, I kinda expected some people to wait for us. But when we get inside, there's no one (I mean NO ONE) in the lobby right now.

Huh, I guess they're getting ready before us.

Traitors.

"How impatient did everyone get?" Tweet assumes as she looks around the lobby and on the floors like I'm doing. "Yeah, that's weird. I thought they'd wait for us," I say as she just shrugs.

"Eh, I mean we have to go in like 30 minutes. And there's a lot of things to do. Your superhero twin is getting Mimi ready for tonight, and all of us girls are getting ready together," she looks directly at me as she says that, her almond eyes legit stabbing me.

I know that everyone says that I have the best eyes in the group, but Tweet's are clearly underrated. She has the darkest and sharpest eyes I've ever frickin' seen.

If she stares at you, you just die.

"Why are you acting like I just killed you?" she raises her eyebrows at me, not making the situation. "Okay, just stop looking at me for a second," I gulp as she raises an eyebrow.

"Um, why?"

"Because you look like you're about to kill me," I bluntly express and she starts laughing at me. "Calm down, bluebell. I'm not gonna kill you anytime soon," she pinches my arm as we walk to the nearby elevator. "You know that I'm called bluebell?" I ask her in surprise, especially since that's a nickname only my team knows.

"Of course I do. Vihaan's on your team, dummy," she punches the same arm as before, making me wince.

"Tweet, what did I do to deserve this? You're breaking my heart here," I pout and I bend down a little to hug her.

"I just like to mess with you," she giggles and I roll my eyes at her while rubbing my arm to get rid of the pain.

"Well, I like to mess with you too," I smirk before I pull her into me and I start kissing her all over her face.

Sorry, it's just really fun to kiss her. She always gets so riled up, it's the cutest thing! And I'm letting out 5 years of feelings with each one.

"Stopppp," she whines as she pushes me off of her and wipes some drool off her face. But I can still tell that her face is tinted a deep red and she starts smiling giddily.

My girlfriend is so frickin' cute, oh my gosh.

"I have a proposal for you," she smiles sneakily as she turns towards me and looks at me directly again after getting a grip. "Aw, I didn't know that you're so in love with me that you want to marry me now."

"There's no ring yet."

"So you do want to marry me?"

"Do you want me to say yes?"

"Well, um, yeah."

"That's too far, bub. My proposal, though, is much more interesting," she hints and raises her eyebrows and I immediately start getting intrigued.

"What do you have in mind?"

"So I have a PreCal test and I need to practice my Fantasia and Handel solo for the concert..." she twiddles her fingers together as she looks at me with longing eyes.