Jordan's point of view

I laid on Timothy's bed, his arms wrapped around me as we watched 'Furious 7'. We both haven't seen it, and since his dad had bought the movie, we decided to watch it. It was actually a really good movie, I was surprised. I wasn't a fan of this movie series, but this one had me wanting to see what happened next.

By the time we were finished with the movie, I was in tears. "That was such a great movie." Timothy said to me and I agreed. "I think I might have to steal this from my dad." He said and I laughed.

"It was amazing." I said as I wiped my eyes. "Can we do something else?" I asked him and he rose an eyebrow at me. "We watched like three movies since we got home from school."

"I have video games, but only like Call Of Duty and music based ones, ya know, Rock Band, Guitar Hero, etcetera." He said and I looked up at him.

"You think I'll be able to smoke you on the guitat at Rock Band?" I asked him and he shook his head. "No? Well, do you want to put your money where your mouth is?"

"I have no money, but if you still have left over hair dye, I will allow you to dye my hair if you win." He said and and I laughed. "I am the best at this game. You can't beat me."

"If I lose... I have to give you back each and every article of clothing I took from you." I said and he shook his head. "No? Wow, I thought you would have taken that."

"If I win, you have to make me food, and I mean cook, not just put together something like a sandwich." He said and I nodded. "Okay, let's set up." He told me and I got up.

As soon as the game was set up, I handed him the guitar first. "Pick a song, and try your best. I'm quite good at playing guitar." I said and he laughed. He chose the song 'I Love Rock N Roll' and I shook my head. Of course he would.

I watched as he played and I have to admit he looked really hot all concentrated. I chuckled to myself and shook my head. I need to go to church.

I took my phone out and as he was riding out a long chord, I called his name. He turned and I snapped a quick picture of him. I laughed and he shook his head as he turned around to continue the rest of the song.

"Beat that." He said after he finished the song. He handed me the guutar and I put it on. He turned on the ceiling fan in the room and I searched through the songs. I chose the song 'The Middle' and smiled. I loved this song.

I waited for it to start and them as soon as it started, I hit the chords perfectly. Timothy started claiming I was cheating and I laughed. I began singing along as I played and Timothy laughed. Just like he had, when I was keeping a long note, he called my name and took a picture of me when I turned.

"Guitarists are hot." He said and I laughed. I concentrated on the game and he hummed. "You look hot when you're all concentrated and shit." He told me.

"Shh, you're messing me up." I said and he laughed. "I didn't mess you up." I said and he buried his head in my neck.

"You never said we couldn't have any distractions." He told me and I tilted my head to the side. "So, this does not violate any rules." He said and I humph'ed.

"It violates the guys' rules."

"They're not here, are they? And they won't find out, will they?" He asked me and as soon as I finished the song, I was pushed against his bed. I looked up at Timothy and smiled.

"Of course not." I said and took the plastic guitar off of me. I placed it on the floor and Timothy pressed a kiss against my lips. "Mm, you won." I mumbled and he smiled.

"I knew I would." He told me and I laughed lightly. "But I'm not hungry right now." He said and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You're parents are home, if they catch us kiss-"

"They texted me that they left right after I took the picture of you. We're all alone, no need to be afraid of getting caught." He told me and I nodded. It felt wrong to be making out like this while our best friend was in trouble, but dear god did his lips feel good against mine. I couldn't bring myself to stop kissing him, or to tell him to stop.

"You know how you said guitarists are hot?" I asked and he nodded. "You better have been talking about me. If I learn you were talking about like Taylor Momsen or some other chick I'll kill you."

"Only you princess." He said and I nodded. "Maybe Michael too, that boy is beautiful."

"You ruined it, okay, what do you want to eat?" I asked as I got up. He pushed me down on the bed again and I laughed.

"That strawberry chapstick of yours is really addictive, I really just want that." He told me and I rose an eyebrow. "I love strawberry." He told me and I nodded.

"That's why I have it." I told him and he smiled. "I know how much you love strawberries, you love them so much, it's borderline obsessive."

"You're borderline obsessive."

"When it comes to you, yeah I am." I told him and he smiled. "I seem to never want to be away from you, and thats creepy."

"Would it still be creepy if I told you the same thing?"

"Yes, but I just wouldn't feel like the only creepy person in this relationship. I'd feel understood." I told him and he chuckled. "We can be creepy together."

"Sounds perfect." He said and I smiled. "Now, since I won, I think you owe me something." He told me.

"A kiss?"

"Not quite, though, I wouldn't mind one." He told me and I laughed. "You owe me food, and I'm actually getting hungry now." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Get off of me amd I'll go cook for you." I said and he nodded. He got off of me and I stood up. "Turn the game off, and come in here with me. I don't want to be alone."

"Princess, when we're under the same room, you'll never be alone, unless you're showering or using the bathroom." He said and I laughed. "Come on." He said and I followed him out after he shut the game system and television off.

"What would you like Mr. Timothy Felix?" I asked him as I looked through his pantries. "I can make macaroni and cheese, or I can bake cupcakes or something."

"You can bake? Since when?"

"Since my older sister and her girlfriend would take me in the kitchen to help her." I said. "All I ever really did was stir the batter and taste test everything." I laughed as I grabbed the ingredients for cupcakes.

"Will you burn my house down?"

"Of course not." I told him. "As long as you help with the dishes, I will not burn your house down."

"Deal." He said and I nodded. I went to the refrigerator and grabbed some eggs. I cracked them open into a large bowl and when I went to put them away, I smashed them against Timothy.

"I get up to get a glass for my juice and you smash eggs on me." He said and looked at me. Before I could say no, he had his arms around me and his dirty shirt rubbing all over my tank-top since the hoodie was in his room.

"Timothy," I whined and he didn't stop. I reached behind me and grabbed the flour. I grabbed some in my hand and then threw it at him, which caused him to pull away. I giggled and he grabbed butter from the refrigerator. "No!" I said and he grabbed my arm before I could run away.

"Aww, it loves you Jordan." He said as he mushed butter against my cheeks. I scrunched my face up in disgust and grabbed whatever I could that was beside me.

An apple juice container.

I open it and poured some on him, causing him to gasp. "My apple juice!" He cried and I laughed. He grabbed the chocolate power I was going to use and then threw it at me since I was trapped.

"Mm, chocolately." I said and he laughed. "Oh look, strawberries." I said and grabbed the container I was going to use in the cupcakes aswell. I pelted him with the fruit and he sniffled.

"My babies." He said and I laughed. "You're a monster!"

"Oh shut up." I said and took a bite of a strawberry. "Want some?" I teased and I stuck my tongue out. He walked over and then pressed his lips against mine, despite the butter and other various foods on my face.

I wanted to say I was joking, but what what he doesn't know won't hurt him.

I gasped as he backed me into the counter and then he took the piece of food from my mouth. He pulled away and then kissed my nose. "Mine." He said and chewed.

"You can't just make out with me like that and then kiss my nose as if I'm a child." I pouted and he laughed. "I'm all wet and sticky."

"Hmm, wet and sticky huh?"

"Timothy!" I scolded and laughed as I hit his chest. He pulled his phone and I gasped. "You had that on you? Did I mess it up with the apple juice?"

"It's practically waterproof, because this case covers all the side edges so water can't get into it that easily." He said and I nodded. "Take a picture with me? I need a new lockscreen."

"Let's do it." I said and he took a picture of us. We took several actually, all with different faces. Some were rather strange but it was okay, it's not like someone is going to see them that isn't us.

"We should clean up." He said and I nodded. "Come on, you can take a shower first. You can also borrow a pair of basketball shorts and a shirt." He told me.

"Sounds good." I said as I went to his bathroom. "Send me those picture baby?" I asked him and he nodded as we stepped into his room. I grabbed a pair of black and red basketball shorts and then a white muscle top.

"Give me your clothes, I'll wash them while you shower. Luckily, I know how to use a washing machine and dryer." He said and I nodded.

"Also clean up the kitchen a bit? I'll do whatever is rest after I get out of the shower, I promise." I told him and he nodded. "I don't want you to get in trouble."

"My parents won't come home until late, we have a lot of time, don't worry. Just take your shower." He said and I nodded. "You can use whatever towel is in there too."

"Thank you Timmy," I said and he nodded. I walked into the bathroom and locked the door as I stripped down. I opened the door a crack as I handed my clothes to Timothy and he took them.

I smiled to myself and shook my head after I locked, and closed, the door. How did I get such a great boyfriend?

Timothy's point of view

I tool her clothes from her and then threw them inside of the washing machine. I turned it on on and then turned on my phone. I set one of the pictures we took together just minutes ago as my lockscreen and then set my homescreen as Jordan when she was playing the game with me.

I placed all the photos we took the past week or so into a folder meant just for us two and I chuckled to myself. I had so many pictures of us, it was quite strange since we only started dating six days ago, however, we were friends before that so I think it's not that weird anymore.

I smiled to myself as I looked at my pictures of us and then sighed as I set my head against the wall and turned my phone off. How did I get such an amazing girlfriend?