(55): Cold Water

I expect my head to hurt really bad when I wake up but it doesn't. I think Kyle gave me some water and a pill before bed to help with.

Thank goodness.

I rub the sleep from my eyes and stretch my arms, yawning loudly. I frown when I notice Kyle is not next to me. I don't really remember much from the moment we were in my bedroom but I remember he slept with me. I guess him waking up before me is not that unusual though.

I can't help but blush when I think about last night. What the hell got into me? I basically gave him a freaking lap dance? What the actual hell? He was just honestly way too hot- that much I remember. Also the fact that I was pretty drunk.

I get up and freshen up in the bathroom.

I like the girl I see when I look in the mirror. Granted I look half-dead because of my sleep hair and face, but I just look... happy. No doubt because of Kyle and also our friends. I've just been very happy and content lately and I want to stay like that.

I hear the front door open. I'm gonna guess Kyle came back from the gym then.

"Chelsea-Anne?" I hear him.

I grin at the sound of his voice "Here"

I'm in the process of brushing my teeth when he knocks gently and enters the bathroom. He smiles when he sees me and how stupid I look with toothpaste foam in my mouth. I like that I don't mind and am this comfortable around him though.

"Morning" I muffle.

"Morning"

He looks freaking sexy in his gym clothes. He is wearing light, nylon Adidas pants and an even lighter blue tank top, showcasing his amazing and impressive biceps.

"Sorry about last night" I apologize sheepishly after spitting out some foam.

"You won't do it again?" He asks.

I nod obediently "Yes"

"I don't mind you getting drunk but not when the main reason I left you behind was to stay safe in the first place. That was very irresponsible of you" He scolds seriously "You need to be fully conscience if anything ever happens, Chelsea-Anne. For your sake and especially mine. You have to promise me"

He's so freaking hot scolding me like that.

I nod slowly; guilty "Yes, I promise. I'm really sorry and you're right; I acted irresponsibly and I feel horrible"

I really do feel bad. He didn't even ask much of me and I still let him down. What if something had happened and I was too out of it to fight back? I fully understand why he's not happy about it and it makes me like him even more the fact that my safety means so much to him.

"Okay"

"Say you forgive me" I press pouting.

He laughs "I forgive you, baby"

I sigh relieved "Thank you. How was your race yesterday? I wish I watched you"

"It was good. Nothing much happened. I came straight here when I was done" He assures, moving closer to me.

I finish up on brushing my teeth.

"What toothpaste is black?" He grimaces.

I laugh "It's charcoal toothpaste and it's good for your teeth, gums and breath"

"That's weird"

"You're weird" I retort.

He just raises a brow at me amused "How are you feeling?"

"Good, thank you" I grin widely.

"Nice teeth" He winks.

I giggle "Mh, I told you so"

"So last night, huh" He smirks teasingly.

Right there and then I wish the ground would open up and swallow me as I feel my cheeks burn with blush. It doesn't take a genius to know what he's talking about.

"I don't know what you're talking about" I rush out embarrassed, looking at him through the mirror.

"So defensive, baby" He tuts.

I shrug "Just standing my ground"

"Oh you mean the ground you weren't on but instead my lap?"

Oh my gosh.

"Kyle. Shut up"

"I thought it was sexy" He winks boyishly.

I blush "Hush"

He moves much closer until he's right behind me, his front pressing onto my back and I gulp when I look at us through the mirror. His face is lowered between my neck and I didn't even notice that I had slightly tilted it.

He squeezes my waist before moving to my ear and whispering "I liked it. You should do it more often"

Fuck my life.

"O-okay" I breathe dazedly.

He kisses my neck gently "Good"

"You should, uh, go shower" I murmur, clearing my throat.

He chuckles "Ouch babe"

"You're distracting me" I complain.

"But I love distracting you" He says continuing to lay kisses all over my neck, pulling me closer to him causing me to grip his arm.

"Chambers"

"We should go out" He tells me.

"Where?" I'm already excited as I glance at him through the mirror.

He shrugs, nuzzling his unshaved face into me and I giggle because it's ticklish "I don't know"

"Can we go for ice cream?"

He furrows his brows "It's winter"

"But I want ice cream"

"Fine" He sighs "Sundae's Palace?"

My eyes widen excitedly "Yes please"

The memories from the last time we were there aren't too good; the whole Noah thing and then coming home to Winnie finding out, but I can't wait to replace them. Now that I think about it though, that day actually wasn't so bad because we spoke more than we'd ever had. He told me a few things about him and I was actually having a good time.

"Okay let me go take a shower. And eat something before we leave because ice cream is not exactly food" He basically orders.

He's so bossy sometimes but I like it.

I nod like a good little angel "Okay"

"You're too cute" He muses watching me before kissing me on my cheek and walking away. He's too cute.

"Don't finish the hot water, mister" I shout.

"I shower with cold water" He shouts back.

He showers with cold water? I wonder why he would do that? Little weirdo.

**

"Josie gave birth" I basically exclaim.

"What really?"

I nod, looking away from the message my dad sent me and at Kyle "Yeah, dad just sent me a message now"

"Woah. Uh congratulations"

I snort "I'm not the one that just had a baby"

"I know but congratulations for being a big sister again" He deadpans drily.

"Thank you" I giggle.

Dad also told me that they decided to name her 'Christina' which is way too similar to 'Christian' in spelling but I guess it's so cute. I'm so excited for them; they're probably over the moon and so am I. I cannot wait to meet her.

"I missed this place" I grin excitedly when we've entered after walking up the driveway.

The woman's eyes light up.

"My favorite couple! Where have you guys been?" She asks with a smile.

She still remembers us?

"Hey. We've been busy with school but we've been dying to come here again" I excuse politely, my eyes basically watering at the sight of all that familiar ice cream.

She grins "I'm glad to hear that"

Isn't it so funny how last time she thought we were together but we weren't, and now we actually are. Did everyone see this coming even before we did? I kind of like that.

"Are you gonna go ice cream crazy?" Kyle asks me after exchanging a few words with the nice woman.

I nod "Yes. May I please have an all-sort"

I remember it from last time and it was good.

"Of course, sweetheart" She replies.

"I'll have vanilla please" Kyle says.

He's so boring. Who the hell like boring vanilla ice cream?

She starts to scoop up "You know, I haven't been getting customers often with it being winter and all but I'm glad you kids are here"

"We're also glad" I smile.

She hands us our ice creams and we take them and find a seat.

Kyle looks to me and shakes his head amused "You're so nice"

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing. I just think you're a nice, well-mannered girl. I like the way you talk to people and try to be polite"

I smile "You used to hate that about me"

"I know. I just thought you were way too nice to everyone and needed to toughen up. But I guess I actually like it now"

"Kat says you were nice to her mom"

He laughs in thought "She was actually a pretty cool woman if I remember well. She thought Kathrine was dating me and not Nathan"

"Yeah she told me. Just imagine" I snort.

"Me dating her? Never" He grimaces.

"You two are so weird. I just wish you would see how similar you are and squash the whole beef" I say amused, chewing on the little chocolate chips in the ice cream.

"We are not similar at all" He denies "I think you should just accept that us two will never get along"

I shrug "Mh, we'll see"

He narrows his eyes at me "Don't even think about it. We're never gonna end up like you and Nathan, you know"

"You don't know that, Chambers" I say all to excitedly and he just sighs.

"So why do you like him anyways?"

I look up at him after scooping a bit "Who?"

"Nathan"

"I don't know. He's cool and I feel like I can talk to him about anything. Not that he even offers great advice but just that he listens and doesn't judge I guess. He's a good person"

He smiles brightly "You're so nice, babe"

"Stop saying that" I whine blushing.

"What? I just think you're an amazing person inside and out" He shrugs, making me blush even more.

"Thank you. So are you" I wink teasingly.

He snorts "Yeah right"

"You are" I grin "I like you"

"But that doesn't mean I'm a good person" He replies.

"Too bad. I think you are"

He just smiles, looking to admire me "Last time we were here remember how you never thought we would be together? Good times"

"Oh yeah I remember" I giggle "Mr 'it would be an honor to be my girlfriend'"

He raises a teasing brow "Is it not?"

"Mh. I don't know" I tease back.

It's more than an honor but he doesn't have to know that yet. He's like my own slice of heaven sometimes.

He laughs "Okay, Chelsea-Anne"

"And then you told me your virgin story with your senior girl" I remind him.

"And you told me your lack of"

I nod "Yeah. Good times, Chambers"

"I thought you were so... naive"

"Yeah you didn't fail to tell or show me" I reply shaking my head with a small smile.

"Now I like that about you"

"But I think we can both agree that I'm not as naive though" I argue.

He hums, seeming to think about it "Yeah, not as naive"

"I'll take it"

"How was your childhood?" He asks suddenly.

I raise a confused brow "What?"

"I just realized I've never asked you that"

"Oh. It wasn't that bad I guess. Well it mostly consisted of alternating between my parents because at first they lived close to each other until my dad met Josie and they moved" I tell him.

"Why did they separate?"

"I don't remember much but I just know they used to fight all the time. I think my dad wanted more kids but my mom didn't"

It makes sense because my dad now has two others and I'm still my moms only. I think I remember my grandma telling me that reason but I was too young to understand but now I definitely do.

"How many kids do you want?" He asks, looking serious and interested.

I hum "I haven't thought about it"

"I want three" He says with a smile.

I laugh, fighting a blush because apparently everything he says makes me want to blush "Like your parents?"

"I guess but I don't want twins"

"So you want your wife to be pregnant three times, Chambers?" I tut entertained.

He nods "I do"

"Good luck to her" I laugh.

"Good luck to you" He winks.

Oh my gosh. I can feel freaking butterflies in my stomach. He makes me weak.

I shake my head "Stop"

"Chelsea-Anne, it would be an honor to be the mother of my children" He teases with a stupid, breathtaking smile.

"Stop" I repeat.

"Or my wife"

"I'm just gonna shut up" I mumble blushing like a middle schooler and shoving a spoonful in my mouth.

"I like watching you squirm"

I pout "I can clearly see that"

"Do you think you would like being pregnant?" He asks and I almost spit out my ice cream.

"Kyle. What are these questions?"

He laughs at himself "I wanna know"

"Babe"

"Fine. I'll stop"

"I wish people knew how stupid and childlike you are sometimes" I say, smiling at him "Like people that don't know you think you're so scary"

"Cause I am"

I snort "Yeah right. You're like a big baby"

"Only for you" He winks.

Oh my gosh, this boy.

"Stop trying to charm your way into my pants, sir" I tease smugly.

He smirks wide "Ah. You caught me"

"I knew it, Chambers" I tut giggling.

"I like talking to you"

I smile, biting my lip happily "I like talking to you too"

"You're my favourite"

Oh my gosh.

"You're my favourite"

He smiles, looking satisfied "Good"

"See? Giant, sweet, cute baby" I tell him grinning widely.

"Don't tell anyone about this"

"Nick and Nathan would never let you live it down" I add "You guys have the weirdest bromance but it's so cute"

"Yeah I guess I love them"

I coo "Aww"

"Don't tell them that either" He warns.

"Mh I'll think about it" I tease.

He narrows his eyes at me playfully "I'll make you regret it if you do"

"What could the big bad Kyle do?"

"You don't want to know, baby" He smirks darkly and my heart skips a beat. Freak, he's sexy as shit.

"Still a cute baby" I giggle.

"Only for you"

We carry on for a few more minutes until we decide we need to get back home. We had finished our ice cream a long time ago but we were too busy enjoying our conversations. I don't think he would believe just how much I like him.

"Baby, do you have to turn up the volume?" He complains glancing at me from the drivers seat.

"This is my song" I dance.

I'm a savage

Classy, bougie, ratchet

Sassy, moody, nasty

Acting stupid, what's happening? Bitch

What's happening? Bitch

I'm a savage, yeah

"You are not a savage" He mumbles under his breath but I hear him.

"Yes I am"

And then I continue singing enthusiastically while he watches the road and shakes his head at how obnoxious I probably sound. I'm having too much fun to care.

They say I taste like sugar, but ain't shit sweet, ah

Mwah

"Oh my god, Chelsea-Anne, do you know what the lyrics you're saying mean?"

I laugh at how bewildered he looks "Yes"

"Babe" He struggles for words.

"It's a song, Kyle" I can't stop laughing because he looks so disappointed at me.

"You need to listen to meaningful music"

"Hush" I snort.

Another one of my songs plays and I just continue dancing while he keeps shaking his head at me. This is way too funny.

Suddenly his eyes start to widen alarmed.

"What's wrong?"

I look ahead and we're close to a speed hump but he is not slowing down.

"Kyle you're going fast" I breath, almost as alarmed as him when the car bounces after we've ridden over it harshly.

His other leg is moving back and forth like he's pressing on something and nothing is happening. It's like everything is happening in slow motion- in the worst way possible- I can feel it in my gut. Now we're approaching a red light and I know it will still be red when we get there.

"Kyle! Slow down!"

What the hell is happening?

He looks... scared. Why is he scared? Why is he not slowing down? Is he trying to kill us? What the hell!

"Kyle"

It's still red.

"This is not happening" I hear him mumble under his breath, still trying to press down.

I'm panicking. I'm shaking "Kyle"

"Baby, I-"

And then we almost successfully pass the red light but not before I hear a shrilled and loud sound of a car trying to brake quickly. I then feel a hard and sharp impact on my side that sends me flying out of my seat, letting me know the other car wasn't successful. I scream loudly after realizing that it has just crashed into us- on my side and my head is now peaking out the broken wind-screen window.

Everything goes black.

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