When I'm With You (REWRITING)

CHAPTER 32

"I wanna meet him." She blurs out, then slamming her hands to her mouth. "Forget I said that, actually," she lays down on her bed. 

"No. We'll find him," I say putting my hand on her leg. "I promise,"  

Her face lights up, making my heart jump. "Really?" 

"Anything for you Princess." 

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We ended up going through all the photo books. There was so much to see. Dee would tell me the stories of each picture and I would listen so closely, not wanting to miss a detail.

"Oh god, this was my primary school photos. This was our little group. Landon was older than us by I think 4 years. Since we all lived on the same street, we were really close...until he left to come to America." She explains as she smiles down at the picture of 6-year-old Dee, Anthea, and Janyce with 10-year-old Landon. "I still don't remember why he left. I'm going to have to ask him." 

"Hey, guys," Janyce says walking into the room with Freddie following behind. 

"Janyce, Look what I found," Dee smirks and pointing down at 6-year- old Janyce. Freddie laughs and grabs the book. 

"NO. DON'T LOOK." Janyce shields Freddie's face with her hands and death stares Dee. "Why would you show him that!" 

I look over at Dee and peck her cheek, making her nose scrunches and cheeks go pink. "Why are you so innocent for?" I say pinching her cheek. 

She gasps. "I'm not innocent," she looks up at me, while her jaw was on the floor. She was trying not to laugh. 

I smirk and raise my eyebrow. "Is that so?" 

"Hey, Freddie. I think this is our cue to leave so they can fuck." Janyce pushes Freddie out the door, while Freddie was still focusing on the embarrassing picture of the girls. 

"JANYCE!" Dee gets up and pushes her out the door and closing it. 

I get up. "I wouldn't mind," I say walking up to her. 

"What?" she says acting confused. 

I grab her hand and pull her closer to me. "Don't act so innocent, baby," 

"I-i-i-i-" she stutters. 

"I'm joking, Princess," I chuckle as she hides her face in my chest. 

"I'm still not used to being in a relationship. I-i-i'm sorry," she mumbles. 

"I'm not gonna judge you about that babe. I like you cause of who you are." I say into her hair.

She moves away from me and picks up one of her already packed boxes. "Can you help me put my boxes in your car?" 

I look at her confused. "You're moving in today?" She smiles and nods. "Wait but I didn't-" 

"Do you want me to move in with you earlier or not?" she says raising her eyebrows. 

"Of course but-" I stop myself and smile. If I continue talking, I'm going to fuck my luck up. I take the box out of her hand and put it down. 

"Kaz what are you-AH!" I pick her up and spin us around the room.

"You're moving in with me!" I repeatedly sing out loud. 

She giggles. "Kaz! Put me down." Her feet touch the ground as I lower her, and she holds onto, probably because she was dizzy. 

"Did I ever let you how adorable your giggles are?" I say. 

She grabs my hand and our finger intertwine. I shiver, feeling tingles run up my arm and around my body.