Self Love • Christopher Velez •

chapter 65; crazy

Chapter 65 - Crazy

“N-no,” I wheezed. Once we got out of the bookstore, we went home and talked for a while before Christopher started tickling me.

“Say you love me!” Christopher exclaimed and I shook my head.

“Nope,” I laughed, struggling to catch my breath because of how hard I was laughing. He stopped tickling me for a while so that I could catch my breath.

“Dime que me amas,” he repeated, a huge grin on his face. 

I shook my head. Christopher started tickling me again and I burst out laughing again, tears streaming from my eyes. 

He took my hands and pin them above my head with one hand while the other moved along my sides.

“C’mon Nila, just say it and I’ll stop tickling you,” he sang, his cheeky grin growing. I squirmed away from him as much as I could. I knew it was useless. Christopher was practically sitting on top of me. 

“Dios, Nila, please stop wiggling and squirming under me,” he said. “I can’t control certain things and thoughts,” he said teasingly. 

“Tsk, so dirty minded,” I teased back.

“But you still love me.”

“I-I,” I started and Christopher nodded with a smile since I had only been saying ‘no’ and ‘nope’. He stopped tickling me again so that I could speak.

“I am not admitting anything,” I said, smiling. He gasped dramatically before he continued tickling me, laughter escaped my lips.

Since both my hands were held by Christopher, I could not use them to escape. However, I still had my legs. 

My legs wrapped around his waist and I pulled him towards me. He fell on me and we laughed harder. He put his arms on either side of me, trapping me under him but his body not touching mine. I removed my legs and he laid down between them.

“Say you love me,” he said, laughing.

“And if I don’t?” I asked, looking up at him.

“I’ll lay down on you.”

“Then maybe I won’t say anything,” I teased. “I won’t be complaining.”

Christopher moved. He stopped holding himself up, so his body was on me. His arms were still on either side of me, but his face was closer to mine. One of his arms left the side of my head to run his hand slowly along the side of my body, feeling sparks where he touched me.

“You’re still not complaining?” he asked with a tiny smirk on his face.

“Would you be complaining if I was lying on you?” 

He shook his head. His hand continued moving along the side of my body before he stopped near my hips, where I was the most ticklish. 

“No, don’t do it.”

He grinned and started tickling me again. I squirmed away as I laughed.

“Chri-Christopher,” I laughed. “Nebbh.”

“Nila what did you say?” he asked as he started to laugh too.

“I don’t know!” I exclaimed, still trying to squirm away from his fingers but it was hard. He was on top of me and I was laughing way too hard to even function properly. 

“Dime que me amas,” he said, ducking his head to kiss my cheek. His fingers continued to dance along the side of my body while his lips moved closer to my lips.