note: my dad died yesterday morning. I've been listening to this song over and over again sobbing...and if I don't update it's because I'm depressed and have so much going on please understand💓
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(Arabella's POV)
after I had calmed down a bit, I walked upstairs to my room. "babe? can I please come in." Jacob quietly pleaded at my door. "whatever." I said groggily. he slowly opened the door and came and jumped on top of me tickling me. he only did this because I'm literally the most ticklish person only ever. "STOP !!" I said trying to keep my cool and not laugh. "not until I see that beautiful smile of yours." he protested back. he tickled me in all the sensitive spots. he knew every part of my body like the back of his hand. he kissed my neck and then got off of me and started to dance like a stripper. "IM IN LOVE WITH A STRIPPER!" he started singing as he did his best attempt at twerking. I, unwillingly, smiled and let out a slightly audible laugh. Jacob stopped and turned around slowly with his hands pointing towards me, "did you, Arabella, just smile ??!!!" he said making me chuckle again.
"AHH SHE LAUGHED TOO!! COME HERE BEAUTIFUL!" he said, open-armed. "I love you, you know that?" he said as he played with some of my hair. "can I do your hair. make it even nicer and prettier?" he said with his cute smile. I returned the smile and nodded my head 'yes'. he kissed my dimples as I smiled harder. "your so cute. how did I end up so lucky?"
I snorted in disagreement. "literally I ask myself the same about you everyday. but about you of course." I said drying my cheeks with my sleeve.
"mk gurl lets get yo hair done and did." Jacob said with a southern accent, once again making me chuckle lightly. he sat behind me with a brush and a bunch of other hair material I handed to him. he brushed my hair lightly. "Arabella!!" he whined. "what" I asked absentmindedly. "your shirt is getting in the way of me making magic with your hair." he whined once more. "I don't know what to tell you. take it off?" he smiled and slowly wrapped his arms around my waist, "I like that idea." he said as he pulled it over my head. he kissed my neck and rubbed my back, "OHH WHAT ABOUT A MASSAGE? would you like a massage princess?"
"go for it TMZ."
"okay lay on your stomach after you take off your bra and pants, you can leave your underwear on." he said grabbing lotion from my bathroom. "I'm not wearing underwear...." I felt my face turn red. "oh well." he laughed walking towards me. I quickly undressed and hopped into my bed, face down.
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woah bro