„It's so hot! " I whined, dramatically placing my palm onto my forehead.
"Shut up, will 'ya? We're almost there." Fletcher scolded playfully. I immediately stopped in my tracks to send him a glare. He cringed away as I hit his arm, making me feel satisfied by hurting him.
"Don't you ever, and I really mean ever, tell me to shut up. Understood?" I warned him and he nodded. "Great." I huffed and pushed some stray strands of sticky hair from my face.
It was abnormally hot today in Germany. Usually Germany wasn't known for its good weather, so almost everyone was completely surprised at how hot it had gotten. After a few more minutes of walking, I decided that it was too hot to wear shoes, so I kicked them off and in the process kicked Fletcher in the shin. He winced slightly, tears welling up in his eyes. Any other day I would have apologized but now I couldn't care less.
"Man up, will you?" I spat and continued walking, leaving my shoes and Fletcher behind me.
I heard my name being called several times but as just said before: I couldn't care less.
I had no idea where Fletcher had planned on taking me to but again; I couldn't care less.
I knew that I was behaving like a brat but it was just too hot for me to care about anything, not even about Fletcher's feelings.
After sometime of wandering around in silence, the guilty feeling that I had anticipated started slithering itself into my brain, making me regret the way I had behaved towards Fletcher. I turned around swiftly, wanting to make my way back to meet up with Fletcher.
"Ow" I shouted as I landed rear-end first, onto the floor.
"Sorry, Chyna I didn't mean to startle you." Fletcher apologized, his eyes blazing with remorse. I felt really touched that he had still followed me although I treated him the way I did. I shook my head ferociously.
"No, no, you shouldn't be apologizing, I should!" I said whilst standing up. "I really behaved like a bitch back there." I stated. He hesitated shortly before he nodded in agreement. "Am I forgiven?" I asked, pouting with my lips. He shrugged and sent me a dashing smile.
"Ok, you're forgiven but under one condition!" He held up his finger to emphasize his statement. I raised my eyebrows, urging for him to continue. "You have to give me a kiss and you're not allowed to whine or complain for the rest of the way."
"Hey, you only said one condition and I'm good enough in math to know that those were two conditions!" I playfully smacked his arm and smiled. He sent me a knowing glance with his eyebrows almost touching his hairline.
"I can promise you a kiss but I'm not sure if I can go through a whole day without whining or complaining of some sort…" I said. Fletcher came closer and suddenly scooped me up in his arms.
"Oh my, then we will have to work on that, won't we?" His breath washed my face and I shuddered with pleasure. His scent was so overwhelming that I could only whimper in response. Today he smelt like a brand new Persian rug. (A/N I have no idea how those smell like but I just wanted something exotic and I couldn't come up with anything :D )
His face came as close as it could without touching my lips, which were burning with excitement, by the way. "Kiss me, Chyna." He simply said and all I could was to obey.
I pressed my lips against his and suddenly I felt a wave of ease flow through my body. We stood there for a very long time.
Occasionally coming up for air.
Kissing, Fletcher was the highlight of my day. The way he would run his hand through my hair… Only that little action left me dumbfounded and numb with happiness on the inside and out. I had never felt this way before, but when should I have? I was only what? Fifteen? As it gradually became darker Fletcher entangled his hands from my hair and slowly let me down. I reluctantly let go of his neck which made him chuckle.
"It's getting dark, I think we should actually reach our destination, don't you think?" He asked me and I only grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest. He laughed again and grabbed my hand. We started walking again in silence and after sometime came to a halt at a bus stop.
"How long is this trip going to take?" I asked, eying the darkening sky.
"Only a short trip with the bus." He said with a sly smile on his face.
"How long will the bus trip take?"
"About an hour and thirty minutes…" He trailed off.
"But..But… When will we get back? We will never make it before curfew."
"We mustn't make it before curfew, I already spoke to Skidmore. We aren't expected until tomorrow at 10." He stated and laughed. I raised my brows.
"Really? That's really nice of Skidmore." I mumbled and Fletcher placed his arms around me. We didn't have to wait long until the bus came. Fletcher paid for our tickets and we sat down at the very back. He placed his long arms around me and I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"You smell pretty good even though you did sweat a lot today." He assesses and I rolled my eyes. "You too." I shrugged and snuggled even closer to him.
"Sing for me." I pleaded and for a moment I thought that Fletcher was going to ignore me until I heard someone hum quietly. I suddenly felt pretty sleepy and yawned loudly.
"Sleep my pretty Chyna." He whispered into my ear and kissed the top of my head. And that was exactly what I did; I fell asleep to Fletcher's quiet but peaceful humming.
After about an hour spent with watching Chyna sleep, I decided that I should also catch up on some sleep. I couldn't sleep peacefully these past nights, I was much too excited. The finals were coming up. We would finally know who was going to move onto the next round of this very, complicated competition. Germany vs. America-the big showdown. Posters, of such, decorated every wall. I was terrified of the thought of seeing Josie again.
Sure, she had tried to reach me, to know what was wrong but I just ignored her calls. I was also sure that she knew what was 'wrong' after seeing the magazine covers with Chyna and me, making out in public of course.
After a few minutes of desperately trying to get some rest, I gave up and pulled out my phone. Yeah, you caught me, I googled myself frequently. I entered the first entry that popped up and noticed that it was a site only created for some silly couple shipping's.
The first shipping was the Jetcher fan base. (Josie and Fletcher)
The second one made me roll my eyes. It was the Folive fan base. (Olive and Fletcher)
(A/N FYI: I am not against the Folive shippers!) Olive was a great friend but definitely not girlfriend material.
I had to roll my eyes twice after seeing that fan base because two other silly shipping's popped up.
Fangus and Metcher. (Fletcher and Angus, Max and Fletcher)
Although Max's hair smelt really pretty, most of the time…
…Nah, still ridiculous.
I grunted and shifted slightly, which caused Chyna to stir and finally wake up.
"Are we there yet?" She asked groggily, slowly sitting up. I gently pushed her back onto my chest.
"Almost." I mumbled, slowly stroking her hair.
"Well…okay." She said, smiling slightly. "Why are you smiling?" I asked, sending her a smile of my own. She shrugged. "You just smell so good." She replied.
"Although you've already said that…Thank you and as said before you don't smell half as bad either."
I said and inhaled her scent. She smelt like lemons… I pulled her onto my lap and we both looked out of the window. Suddenly an idea popped into my head and I leant over to the window. I blew onto the window, causing a light fog to cover the glass. I held up my finger and drew a heart.
I love you.
I studied her face for awhile waiting for her to show a response of any kind. Her eyes grew wide and she beamed at me. Her white teeth glowed despite the poor lighting. I was so stunned at her beauty that I simply had to touch her face. Her smile grew even wider as I held her beautiful face in my hands. But her it faltered quickly, much to my disappointment.
"What's wrong, Chyna?" I asked, in a serious tone.
She shook her head, pulling away from my touch. I took a deep breath.
"You don't have to return my feelings yet. Well, you know what I mean." I said. And she nodded her head.
"Yeah, I do. You're a great boyfriend, Fletcher." She sighed and leaned back onto my chest. And there we sat. A beautiful, talented girl and a ridiculously love-sick, silly boy. (A/N ridiculously love-sick? Sorry, if it doesn't make any sense)
Wohoo I updated a lot earlier! Woohooo! Ok, I don't have much to say today, and to tell you the truth my life seems pretty perfect right now. You're all so wonderful, I love you! See u l8er allig8ors!
You know that you love me, xoxo