As you should know, Avery needs to get ready for the race which is coming up in about four days. So, Jax wants us to keep the girls preoccupied. Leah is helping Michael shop for stuff to put in his room. He was staying with her now. Her parents approved of him staying there, but different rooms were strictly made into rule.
So, Courtney and I were sprawled out on here floor in my room.
"Now what," she whined when the movie was over. Of course we had to watch a romance movie. She now wanted another one.
"I don't know. You pick my queen," I said with my hands behind my head as I lay on my back. My eyes were closed, I was tired.
"I don't think I'm in the mood for another movie," Courtney said turning off the TV and sitting on my stomach. My stomach was the worst. It looked flat. Like, there are abs underneath I swear.
"Then what are you in the mood for?," I asked looking up to her. She smiled and bent down to kiss my cheek.
I sat up, which I had to pick her up to do so, and plopped her back down. I kissed her lips and held her hands. She kissed me back with a cute glimmer in her eye.
She was so beautiful.
"Courtney," I said pulling away from her. She hummed.
"Yes?"
"I think I'm in love with someone," I said looking away.
She was appalled. "What?," she whispered softly. I already felt her tears soak through my shirt as she cried into her hands. "I thought we were perfect together K-Kacey."
"Hun," I said lifting her chin. "We are perfect together. I'm in love with you." I looked into her eyes and kissed her again.
She then started crying again. Which led me into confusion. "I love you too," she cried into my shoulder. "So much."
I nodded, not knowing what to do when girls cried. Usually I'd tell them to man up, but I couldn't say that to Courtney. I don't want her being a guy. She was a perfect girl.
"Now can we kiss some more? Or are we just going to cry into my shoulder for the remainder of the night?"
She laughed and pushed me backwards so she could lay on top of me. "I want to do a lot more than kiss you Kacey," she whispered.
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Teen FictionI'm Avery Karter, and I'm sixteen. My parents have serious trust issues with me so when they had their tenth year anniversary in Paris, they had me stay next door with the Brooks family. Do you know who's apart of the Brooks family? Jax Brooks. The...
