He drops me back off at my house and hugs me goodbye. I look at him in the eyes and kiss him. He picks me up and just holds me. I wrap my arms even tighter around him.
He's so warm. He makes me feels safe.
He puts me down and kisses me again. I smile.
"Well, goodnight." I laughed.
"Goodnight." He smiled.
I go inside to the kitchen and grab a small bag of chips and a water bottle. I go upstairs and eat. I walk into my bathroom and turn on my music and jump in the shower.
"We're fucking in a car..."
Love it if we Made it. We have a song now. What the actual fuck?
I get out of the shower, put a towel on around my body and hair, and check my phone.
*missed FaceTime call: Peter Phillips (2)*
Oh shit.
I call him back as I step to the side to put on my clothes. He answers as soon as I'm done. I prop up my phone as I start doing my nightly routine of brushing my hair out, face mask, and brushing my teeth.
"Hey loser what's up?" I started.
"Wow that's what you're going to call me after what just happened."
"Twice."
"Exactly." He smiles. Holy fucking hell that man is so hot.
"So why'd you call me?"
"I just wanted to say goodnight."
"Aww that's so sweet. Sorry I look like shit right now. I just got out of the shower."
"You look fine. The messy bun's really working for you." He laughed.
We talk for a good 10 minutes then ends the conversation with "okay sexy, I'll be at your door at 4:30."
I hung up the phone and smiled.
Wow. It took 4 years but here we are.