•I'm Hooked • Why Don't We•

26 - "Zach is just jealous"

"I think Cam is ready for bed, huh?" Offering me a hand, Jonah raises an eyebrow at me.

"Yes" a yawn leaves my lips as I use his hand to pull myself up.
"Save me before I say more stupid stuff"

"Wait, you're sleeping in Jonah's room tonight?" Jack raises an eyebrow as I walk up a few steps before turning to him.

"Yep" sighing, I decide not to get into this, trying to let him know that I'm not up for his teasing or any more questions.

"Okay" he apparently understands as I sigh deeply and walk up the remaining steps with Jonah right behind me.

"I'm so dead" I groan, stumbling into Jonah's room, falling onto the bed face first.

"We can sleep in a minute" Jonah laughs lowly as he closes the door.

Turning to lie on my side, I watch him as he takes off his shirt and socks as well as his jeans, leaving him in just his boxers. Tearing my eyes away from him, I sit up, another sigh leaving my lips as I remember that I need to get to the bathroom and take off my make up as well as brushing my teeth.

"I don't want to move" I pout, as in contrary I do get up and slump towards Jonah, who put his clothes near the door.
Hugging his middle, my arms brush against his bare skin, his chuckles vibrating against my ear as I rest my head against his chest.

"Can I borrow a shirt?" Titling my head up, I look at him, my chin leaning against his chest, as he lazily throws his arms around my shoulders, looking down at me.

"No. You need to sleep in your clothes - well or in your underwear" he jokingly rolls his eyes before pulling away from me and walking to the closet as I playfully glare at the back of his head.

"You're a funny one, aren't you?" Shooting me a wink over bis shoulder, he grabs a shirt from his closet.

"Here" offering me the shirt, I raise an eyebrow at him as I take it.

"Thanks" I shake my head in amusement before I walk back to the bed and place it on it as I reach for the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head, leaving me in just a bra as I throw my shirt towards the door.
Grabbing Jonah's shirt, I jump slightly as his hands are placed by my waist.
Turning my head, I crane my neck to look at him, only to find him smiling to himself before he tilts his head down and presses a sweet, small kiss to my neck, goosebumps running down my spine as I bite down my smile.

"What are you doing?" I wisper lowly, too scared to disturb the moment if I speak too loud.

"You want me to stop?" He mumbles against my skin, his lips not leaving my neck.

"No. But I do need to wipe the make up off and brush my teeth and I think so do you" I sigh, my feelings all over the place as I somehow want to get out of the situation but actually I don't. I'm feeling a little overwhelmed by all my feelings and don't know what to do as I stand still, gulping loudly as I curse under my breath, feeling so stupid.

"Everything okay?" He asks, concern lingering in his voice as he pulls away from me, his hands still resting by my waist as his fingers brush against my skin.

"Yeah, I'm just a little... I feel stupid for saying this but... I'm a little nervous?" Shutting my eyes, my fingers brush against his, pulling him closer to me.

"So am I. I don't want to fuck anything up but at the same time I feel super comfortable with you" he mumbles, his head comfortably falling into the crook of my neck.

"I do too. But I'm still new to all of this and I don't want to give you the feeling that I don't love this or you because I do, I'm just... nervous" avoiding his eyes, I turn in his grip, facing him as he lifts his head and looks me in the eyes, a bright smile on his lips.