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There was a hollow knock at my door that caught my attention just as I had gotten out of the shower, I didn't know how long they'd been knocking but I didn't hesitate to run towards it.
I opened the door with little thought to the attire I was wearing, which was just a white towel hanging dangerously low on my chest.
"Kian?" I breathed almost in relief, he bit his lip and it sent my bare arms to goose bump "sorry I don't know how long you've been knocking I-"
I turned to look in the direction of the shower seen as I had blanked the word and when I turned back to him he had stepped a little more further forward.
"Why are you wearing a dicky-bow?" I asked scanning his outfit and then scowling "with sweats?"
He ripped off the bow from his neck and threw it at the floor in a strop.
"I just wanted to impress you" he moaned and I couldn't help but smirk, I placed a hand on my hip and cocked my head to one side.
"What'd you want from me, Ki?" I questioned and he scoffed.
"I was a bad friend, I'm sorry for what happened so I thought I'd come and make it up to you" he scratched the back of his neck and made an exaggerated smile "Jc also kinda kicked me out because I was annoying him" he admitted.
"I don't know, Ki, I've got to write" I sighed, honestly I'd just been staring at the laptop screen blankly for days on end.
"C'mon Dilly, I can help you write" he begged, putting his hands together in a prayer.
I rolled my eyes and opened the door a little to let him in but he stayed in his place and shook his head. He dug his hand in his sweats and pulled out what looked like a key. He hung it from his finger and spun it round a little.
"Actually I was thinking about what you said and your right, we can't do anything outside but who says that inside has to be either of our houses?"
I stepped towards him and snatched the key from his hands, he had a smug facial expression as I read over the tag attached to the key.
"Kian I can't-"
He lowered his head and pouted, taking the key from my hands and saying in a sad voice,
"Guess I'll go watch Tangled on my own then"
The way he said it really affected me and I looked behind me at the computer sat lonely on my bed, I knew I'd regret it if I didn't go but likewise if I did.
"More ice cream for me" he stated stepping down the step and turning to walk down the road. I glanced back at my house and then caught a glimpse of my key which I snatched up and locked behind me.
I ran after Kian and jumped on his back and without even flinching he grabbed my thighs and held my in a piggyback.
"Was it Tangled or ice cream?" He questioned with a laugh, while he let me down so that I could climb into his car with him holding the door open like a gentleman.
"It was you" I smirked reaching forward over the door to place a kiss on his cheek.
We pulled up to a motel that was only twenty minutes from where we lived and we bypassed the reception, heading straight for room 24.
The room held one double bed and a separate bathroom and that was practically it apart from the TV which was only just new enough to have a CD player. The bed was coated with a red and dated blanket cover and it matched the curtains.
"How many people have had sex in this very bed?" I found myself thinking aloud and Kian nearly choked on his own saliva.
He brought both his hands down upon my back and sent me flying onto the double bed, it kind of hurt because the mattress was so lumpy.
"Why couldn't we have just slept at mine?" I asked in a bad mood because the bed already felt uncomfortable.
"Because that's not very fun" he answered jumping onto the bed and crawling up towards me where I folded my arms and he pried them open whilst rolling his eyes.
"What's the real reason we're here?" I asked as he positioned himself over the top of me as I laid flat looking up towards where his eyes sparkled.
"Jc's uploading that video today and I guess I just feel guilty. You don't want people to know about you and we should respect that" he said genuinely, his lips forming into a frown.
I reached up and ran my hands through his tousled hair, he closed his eyes in bliss as I pressed my fingertips into his scalp.
"If I didn't want you do it do you not think I would've kicked you out?" I asked and he laughed and nodded "exactly. So I guess I'll just be the reason you get views" I smirked.
His eyes burst open as he gasped and slapped my shoulder in shock.
"What? It's true" I said trying not to laugh, I bit my inner cheek.
"It's a good job I love you" he grumbled bringing his fingers down on my ribs to tickle me. I squirmed away and squealed trying to dodge him.
He finally gave up and turned on the TV, somehow managing to make the old battered thing work. He was so excited that he cheered and did a little dance before practically picking me up and sitting me on him to watch the film.
We'd eaten a lot of food, and outside had somehow turned dark and we hadn't even noticed until he'd tried to play hide and seek in the smallest room known to man and the only hiding spot was behind the curtain.
Kian had given me his shirt to sleep in because he'd rushed me out the the house so I didn't have any change of clothes, which meant that he was shirtless and when we cuddled I couldn't help but trace his tattoos with my fingers.
It was dark but I could still tell he was staring at me,
"Hey Ki" I whispered.
"Yes Dilly?" He hissed back and I could feel his hot breath against my lips. Hell, we must've been centimetres away from each other.
"I never thanked you for being my first kiss that night"
He laughed and brought his fingers down to my bare legs, dancing his fingertips against them like I was upon his chest.
"Don't thank me" he said and I couldn't help but smile.
"Why?" I giggled, tapping a tune upon his skin.
"Because you were actually pretty good" he laughed a little but awkwardly and scoffed, "for your first time"
