Chapter 22: Hilarious (Claire's POV)

I woke up the next morning and his hand wasn't holding mine. He was holding me. 

That's when I realized how similar we were when it came to other people. We hate people, we hate getting attached, he has a cold exterior to push them away, I stay friendly but that's as far as I go. Then there are the exceptions. When I get attached to someone I don't let go. And I start ignoring their mistakes. He just doesn't let go. He would kill to keep someone he gets too attached to. 

I spun around and faced him, brushing his hair out of his eyes. He stirred but didn't wake up. "Hello," I tapped his forehead with my finger. He hummed but kept his eyes closed. "Wakey, wakey," I sang. His grip tightened on me and he pulled me closer. "The other two are probably awake," I whispered. 

He clicked his tongue in frustration before rubbing his eyes open. He grabbed my face and turned it the other way before pressing a few kisses to my cheek. 

I laughed while pulling away from him and crawling out of the bed. "Get up, let's go!" I laughed while walking to his door. He reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me back down. 

Here we go. 

"Leo, get out of bed," I mumbled. I was lying on top of him. His eyes were closed with his arms around my waist while I ran my hand through his hair, resting my head on his chest. 

"Mm-mm," he shook his head, keeping his eyes closed. 

"Wake up," I sang, lightly tracing the outline of his face and his eyebrows. 

"Mm-mm," he repeated. 

I hugged him for a minute and gave him a few kisses on the cheek as he gave to me before pulling myself up. "Come on," I patted his chest. 

He unwillingly let me go and sat up. On cue, his phone rang. "You know you can call her now, right Jack?" he sighed. 

I laughed while leaving his room and going to mine. I brushed my teeth and washed my face, keeping my pajamas on before opening the door. He opened his door at the same time and smirked at me. I rolled my eyes and followed him downstairs where Flynn and Aesha were already in the kitchen. 

Flynn was cooking, as he should because Aesha can't cook for shit, but she was sitting there talking to him while watching. "Hello," I sang, sitting beside her. Leo walked behind me to get to the other side, poking me on the way. I jumped but he was already on the other side by then. 

He sat opposite to me, his water bottle in his hand. I shook my head at him before rolling my eyes. He continued smirking at me like the little arrogant shit he is. 

"What is going on with you two?" 

We both turned to Aesha. "Nothing," we said in sync. 

She narrowed her eyes at us before she laughed. "You kissed." 

"No," we said quickly. 

"Oh, shove it!" she exclaimed, "I can read you better than an open book, Claire." I scratched the back of my head, tucking my hair behind my ear. "Aww," she taunted, "Puppy fucking love," she said mockingly. 

"Shut up," I rolled my eyes at her while Flynn sat down. 

"Claire," he cleared his throat, "Have you kissed him yet?" he arched an eyebrow at me. 

I flipped him off. "Why am I the one getting attacked? He's the one that kissed me," I mumbled. He facepalmed sitting in front of me before looking up and glaring at me. I grinned at him. "Mwah!" I blew him a kiss. I laughed while they started interrogating him. Flynn slid my plate over to me and I ate while enjoying the show. 

Once we finished, Leo and I were cleaning up and the other two disappeared somewhere. "That was really lovely of you, nice, thanks a lot, that was hilarious," he rolled his eyes while doing the dishes. 

"At least it was hilarious," I shrugged while he passed me the dishes and I dried and put them back. 

"I'm glad you were amused," he scoffed. 

"I was very amused," I leaned against the counter, looking at him. 

"I want a reward," he huffed, turning the water off after washing his hands. 

"What would you like?" I asked, smiling. 

"A kiss," he mumbled. 

"I think we have Hershey's kisses, let me check," I taunted, going to the fridge. 

He huffed and grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. "Don't act smart," he mumbled. 

"Or what?" I smirked. He leaned down and kissed me. I smiled before pulling away. "I bet I can find that Hershey's kiss," I grinned, going to the fridge because now I seriously wanted a Hershey's kiss. 

He grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me back. "No chocolate in the morning," he said. 

"But it's noon," I pouted. 

"And you woke up no longer than an hour ago." 

"An hour is a long time," I mumbled. 

"No chocolate." 

"You're so bossy," I huffed, sitting on the counter, rocking my legs back and forth. He glanced at me while unloading the dishwasher from last night. I smiled, "I like it." 

His eyebrows shot up while he nodded slowly. "Noted." 

He definitely thought of that sexually. 

"I definitely did," he nodded. 

"I said that out loud?!" My eyes widened. He laughed while nodding again. I covered my face with my hands and groaned, "Oh god!" 

He chuckled before I heard the dishwasher close. I peeked at him through my fingers and he was still smiling. "That was hilarious," he chuckled. 

"I'm going to shower and get dressed, you can just... yeah," I hopped off, eager to go and hide. 

He blocked my way and took steps forward until my back hit the counter. "I'll keep that in mind," he smirked. 

"Leo shut the-" Nevermind then. Hey, screw what I have to say. No, he just kisses me. And I have no problem with that. He moved closer and I felt his hands around his waist. I only had my arms around his neck but I don't think that was enough considering he pulled my legs around his waist and pulled me closer. 

I smiled into the kiss before pulling away. "I should really-" Nope. Still kissing. I grabbed his shirt in my fists before slowly pushing him away. "That's enough," I laughed. 

"Why?" he asked. 

"Because Aesha's watching," I whispered. I wasn't stupid. I could see her peeking from around the wall. He rolled his eyes before flipping her off without even turning around. I saw Flynn coming and dragging her away, making me laugh. "You're seriously-" 

"I don't care," he mumbled with a smile before grabbing my face as I looked up at him and pulling me into a kiss. The butterflies fluttered in my stomach and made it extremely hard to not smile when I wanted to, but the urge to kiss him back overpowered it. I pulled away after a while and made sure he would let me talk. 

"I will go get dressed and shower for the day, you go do the same," I laughed. 

"No," he whined. 

"Yes," I chuckled, "And then I will meet you back down here." He rolled his eyes, still refusing to move. "Please," I whispered. He pecked my lips before stepping back. I hopped off and went upstairs, him following me. I went into my room after pushing him to his and then opened my closet. I grabbed a pair of leggings and a cropped red tank top. I went into the shower, did my thing, and came back out to grab my clothes. 

I opened the bathroom door and saw Leo lying down on my bed, horizontally, his legs hanging off, his head hanging off while he stared at the ceiling. I tightened the towel and stood there, staring at him. "What the hell are you doing?" I startled him which caused him to drop his phone on his face. 

He sighed and took it off, turning to look at me. "Why would you do that?" 

"I just asked you what you're doing," I shrugged before grabbing my clothes. When I turned around, I saw him standing up. 

He's going to kill you. 

I ran back into the bathroom almost immediately but he got to the door before I could lock it. I opened it only enough to stick my head out. "Please, I'm sorry," I laughed. "Hi, Flynn," I grinned at the door. 

He looked back and I took my chances and locked the door. Of course, Flynn wasn't there. He's with Aesha. Probably kissing her. 

I got dressed and brushed my hair before walking back out. He was standing right there at the door, probably waiting to kill me. 

"Hi," I grinned. 

"I'm going to kill you. But first, I have to go grocery shopping." 

"Can I come?" I beamed. 

"Ha, ha. No. I'll see you later." He kissed me and then left, leaving me home, third-wheeling.

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Chapter twenty-two

He's so cute, I want a Leo

when do I not want a character I write?

next chapter: I hate you