JOEYS POV

I wiped the kiss off my lips and tried to find out a way to explain this to y/n. I could do it tomorrow she might get mad at Meghan and I don't know what will happen.

"Hey I'm tucking Meghan in and then we'll go ok?" Y/n asked leading Meghan to her room.

I cleared my throat. "Uhh....ok. Yeah." The kiss was bad. Y/n was way better and it actually ment something.

YOUR POV

After I tucked in the drunken Meghan, Kalel, Joey, and I all drove home. I went with Kalel. When we got home it was past midnight and Kalel went to bed. Joey and I were in his room, just talking.

"If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?" I asked, Joeys head in my lap, as I ran my hands through his hair.

"Anywhere you are." The answer came fast, and he dosent hesitate, isn't embarrassed, he simply smiles at me. That same perfect smile. I raise and eyebrow, trying to disguise how much I want to lean down and kiss the smile right off his lips.

"Really?" He nods, stretching a bit, his shirt riding up to reveal his torso.

"Uh huh, you're pretty cool ya know?"

I scratch the corner of my mouth, trying not to grin, but he's just to damn adorable to resist. "What?" He asks sounding a bit hurt.

"Nothing, not you. Well it is you, you're just so- I can't even explain."

"Is that good? Like what are you-"

I put a finger to his lips to stop him from babbling. "Just kiss me."I breathed. I knew he loved it when I told him that. He removed my finger from his lips and trapped it with one of his hands. Soon enough we both leaned in for a soft peck, but going back and back again, smiling at every little kiss. The pecks turned into a full on passionate kiss and the smiles remained. He sat up and swiveled around, facing me. He grabbed my hips to pull me closer and I winced pulling away. He looked at me.

"What?" He asked. I pulled down my shorts to reveal ten little bruises where his fingers had been on both my hips, earlier before the movie.

"OhmygodohmygodohmygodImsosorry-"

"Joey s'okay it dosent hurt that bad. It just surprised me."

"You sure?"

"Yeah I'm ok." I said pulling him in for another kiss, scooching myself closer. He pulled me into his lap and put his hands under my shirt, running his hands along my back. As the minutes passed the kiss became more heated. Lip biting, tongue was involved, the kisses became more sloppy and I smiled, then Joey smiled. We were giggling and making out.

"C'mere," Joey rolled and pulled me on top of him. I shimmied out of my shorts as Joey pretty much ripped off his shirt. I bit his bottom lip and Joey moaned quietly. I ran my hands through his hair and softly pressed my hips to his. He brushed my hair behind my left ear and kissed down my neck. I let out a slight giggle and grabbed his hand. He kissed down my collarbone and sucked on the skin as he went. I sighed, loving this and Joey rolled over so he was on top. He straddled me, tugging on the hem of my shirt. I took it off without hesitation. He put his hands on the sides of my stomach, his body was pressed up against me and I could feel the bulge growing in his pants. Joey cupped my face and pulled away. I gave him a confused look and he got off of me.

"I'll be right back." He whispered kissing my forehead. He walked into the bathroom. I heard the bath running and I walked in to see Joey running a bubble bath. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, whispering in my ear, "Get your swimsuit." I nodded, threw on my shirt and ran upstairs changing into my teal-green bikini. I was very self conscious and walked back down stairs, awkwardly and found Joey sitting in the bathtub, bubbles all around. He was in his swim trunks.

"Wow..." He said staring at me. I blushed and crossed my arms over my stomach. I got in the tub and Joey pressed his forehead to mine. "You look so beautiful." He whispered staring into my eyes. I bit my lip and looked down. "Hey, I mean it." He was sitting with his legs criss-crossed and pulled me into his lap. I hooked my legs around his waist and rested my chin on his shoulder. "So beautiful." He whispered again, rubbing my back. I smiled widely and planted a big kiss on his lips. He smiled and shook his head.

"What?" I asked.

"You don't realize how gorgeous you are."

"Stop it." I blushed again smiling.

"Sooo sexy!" He yelled and I swatted him playfully. I kissed him again. "I love that you don't wear a puns of makeup, and that you are generally nice to everyone, you are sweet and funny, your friends don't have to like every single thing you do and that's ok, you're really fun, you can make me smile, you're an amazing kisser, you have a great voice, when you are being lazy and are wearing sweats and you think you look bad, I think you look absolutely perfect. I love your laugh, yore always on my mind, oh and your boobs are nice." By this time I was tearing up a bit and I kissed him again putting my hands on the back of his neck, twirling around his longer hair, around my finger.

"Why are you crying?" He asked concerned.

"Because..." I said wiping the few tears that fell. "You are so amazing and weird and you are like making me cry because of compliments and like I felt self conscious before and you are being so.......I love you." I started kissing him more hungrily.

"Self conscious?" He mumbled against my lips. "Why?!" I shrugged and wiped away another tear, before swishing around the hot water with my hand. "Are you serious? Why would you even- what? Your body is like- and like you look so- gorgeous, beautiful, amazing!"

"Stop before I cry for real!" I said. Kissing him again. He he lightly shoved me off him before running out of the bathroom, soaking wet, out into the hall. I followed trying to dry off I found him in my room climbing out the window.