Where It All Began [COMPLETE] (IG SERIES)

49.

  It's unusual of me but it's so unfair if his rule only applies to me.
He lays and rests his back on the chair, sitting poorly, watching me with my jealous tantrums.
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"Will you stop?" I said, feeling so awkward and embarrassed with my actions.
"You look cute when you're jealous."
"I told you, I am not jealous. I just want you to be fair."
"What if your friends talked to me? Do I get to talk to them?"
"As long as it's your mom, sister, my friends or your aunt, your grandma or a teacher. That would be fine."
"Wow.. my girlfriend's strict."
"You did it first."
He didn't speak and just watched me eat the slice of cake.
"Can you not?!"
"What?"
"Stop staring at me or I'll poke those eyes out."
"Still mad at me for talking to that waitress? Come on love cake, I have to be a gentleman."
"Mad? Why would I be mad?"
"Okay, fine. Wrong term. Jealous. Please don't be jealous love cake."
"God. I can't with you right now!"
"I'm kidding." He laughs, "But seriously, I won't talk, look or have girl crushes if that's what you want."
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I didn't talk, I just looked at his perfectly cute face. Though he pisses me off, I couldn't be upset for a long time. He's got that sweet roses in his lips, he gets me with his words and his tender voice.
"Fine." I said as I cut a piece of cake with the fork.
"I didn't know you look cute when you're jea—"
"Here, eat some." I said as I stuff his mouth with it.
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He chews and tried talking again.
"Here, have some more." I said as I put another piece in his mouth.
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He covers his mouth, couldn't take more. He drinks coffee and I failed to hold my cackle any longer.
He smiles, showing some chocolates on his teeth.
I laughed until my stomach hurts, he chuckles as he wipes them off.
"That was good." He says.
"Want more?"
"Only if you'd kiss me."
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My smile disappeared, I feel my cheeks heating up.
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"You're blushing.." he mutters.
"Wh-No, I'm not!"
"You look so.. beautiful."
"I hate you Shawn." I said as I covered my cheeks.
He stares at me, "Finish that, so I can take you home and you could get some rest."
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One hand on the fork, one hand on my cheek.
He chuckles as he drinks.
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When we're done, we head out of the shop. He glides his hand to mine.