"Oh....Well....uh...." He stutters.
"Look who's stuttering now." I giggle. I go back under and pull at one of the drawinging with my mouth and jump onto the bed and drop it on his stomach sitting on his lap like a lap dog.
"HEY! Careful with that one it's one of my favorite ones!"
"Then why is it hiding under your bed?!"
"Because...fine....I'm Embarrassed.....I'm drawing the girl of my dreams and it always ends up looking like you...so yeah....I hide them...."
"Awwwww! I'm the girl of your dreams!" I joke but on the inside I feel this butterflies. Like electricity and love is just flowing through my body. And I don't want it to stop. His eyes avoid mine and his messy hair moves into his eyes as he turns his head a bit. I move it out of his eyes. "Aww come on you can tell me fluffer."
"Fine! Yes you are. You are one of the girl of my dreams." He says blushing red. I smile wide. I giggle.
"So you draw me?" I joke.
"I guess. Kind of all the time. Without even meaning too."
"Hehe so you love me don't you."
"I never said that!"
"You called me the girl of your dreams."
"And you called me your soulmate."
"Fine we are fair."
"I don't know I guess you really are the girl of my dreams."
"Even when I'm just a huma-" I blush red when I'm back as a human on top of him. "S-sorry."
He smirks. "What's the wrong Buggaboo. Cats got your tongue." I want to kiss him at this moment to see where this would lead to. But I don't. I hold myself back staring at his lips.
"Dylan shut up." I say moving from on top of him to next to him leaning my head on his chest. He quickly pulls a blanket over his lower body. I don't get why though. It's burning hot right now.
"Haha well anyways."
"Can I use your shower?" I ask.
"Yeah of course." He smiles.
I grab my bag and walk in his bathroom. I love how he has his own bathroom. I carefully undress and stuff my old clothes at the bottom of the bag. I turn on the shower. And step in. I start washing my hair when I hear his room door open from outside.
"Dylan why is your water running?" I hear his father ask.
"I'm waiting for it to get hot." He shrugs off.
"You shouldn't have to wait that long. Here let me take a look." His father says I hear him start walking to the door of the bathroom.
"No! Just trying to get together my clothes that's all I'm going in right now." I hear a door close twice.
I peak out the curtain and I see Dylan closing the door of the bathroom. The he sees my face. I quickly close the curtain luckily he didn't see my whole body. "Holy sh*t I'm sorry!"
"Son you ok!"
"Uhm yeah just a hot shower!" I hear him yell back.
"I'm so so sorry." He whispers to me.
"It's ok.....but your such a perv." I giggle.
"Shut up." He laughs.
"Get out Dylan."
"Ok ok." I hear him leave.
Soon enough I finish my shower. And I slip on my jean shorts and hoodie crop top. I wrap my hair in a towel. Luckily Dylan learned how to do my hair so I don't have to do it myself.I go to open the door and think. Goodness....this will be so awkward....