iMessage // J.G

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"Sleep at mine?" He ask, moving his arm off my waist and his fingers intertwining with mine. I nod and shrug.

"Okay."

He smiles, pulling out his phone for the uber app. He requests one to his house. He sits on the curb and I sit next to him with my back slightly leaning against chest. "Like five minutes or so."

I lean my head on his shoulder and nod my head, letting silence take over for a little bit.

"I'm happy you actually came today." I say softly, my eyes drifting up at the midnight sky.

"I'm really glad I can finally see you, touch you, feel you." He says a little huskily. I turn to look at him, leaning forward so our lips were hovering over each other.

He connects our lips, catching mine in a hard, passionate kiss. He reaches up and cups my face in his hand, lightly caressing my face as we kiss a little longer. I pull away and smile at him, laughing quietly. 

"Waited two months just to feel your lips, Arabella." He smirks, standing up and pulling me up with me as the black sedan pulls up in the driveway.

(I know Sam isn't in this chapter but ugh so beautiful.)