Saved by a Text {under major editing}

28

December 22nd

"Shut up." I laughed as I jumped on the mattress then rolled off onto the floor.

We both went into a fit of laughter as Chandler tried to stumble his way to me. He tripped over my hand, landing beside me.

"I'm done!" I died laughing even more, holding my stomach.

It hurt so bad but it was somehow the best feeling.

We both flipped over after a few minutes, facing each other. I smiled, still holding my sides as I felt the pain go away.

I smiled looking at him. He was just perfect. His hair was all messy from us messing around. The freckles were placed on his face so carefully it seemed like. His lips were so full and so kissable.

Before I could stop myself, I noticed my eyes were on his lips for a little too long. Chandler smiled, immediately looking at mine. My stomach jolted up as my heart began to race.

He leaned in closer to me and I thought my life was over, this was it.

I smiled so softly, wanting his lips on mine.

"Dinners ready!" My Mom yelled.
We both jumped up so fast, laughing again immediately.

"Your Mom ruined our moment." He whispered.

"Shut up." I laughed and kissed his cheek as I ran out the door and left him sitting there speechless.

"You coming?" I smiled as I peeked back in.

He was holding his cheek as his face went red, tomato red.

He nodded with a soft smile as he got up and followed me to the kitchen.

"Chandler your face is a little red there, you okay?" My Mom asked.

I choked on my food instantly as Chandlers face went even more red. I died laughing yet again, looking at Chandler.

His poor face couldn't have gotten any more red.

"He's fine Mom." I smiled, squeezing his hand under the table then fluffing his hair.

"Bully." Chandler laughed.

I smiled at him making him smile at me.

Then the rest of dinner my Mom just kept smiling at us both.