"Stop eating so slow and hurry up," I said to him irritated with his jokes. He was doing this to anger me. He was succeeding

I've finished my food about fifteen minutes ago and he still had his milkshake halfway and onion fries on his plate

"Don't hurry me woman?" he said making a stupid face

"You are worse than me. How is that possible?" I asked surprised at him

"I love to taste and appreciate my food," he said shrugging "so how are we going to do this?'

"We already made a small point today. A tiny hint. Now tomorrow you start talking to me in school. I will eventually even let you flirt with me when we are with the big crowds" I said shrugging back like it was obvious. Of course, it was obvious. We are not in second grade where the only communicate a 'couple' had been notes

"Okay. Don't be surprised when I start talking to you tomorrow"

"When did mom said we needed to be back?" I asked looking at the clock

"She didn't say. By the looks of it she didn't want you to go back" he smirked and laughed at his comment

"Haha very funny. Ten will be fine I guess" I said shrugging my shoulder and looking at the clock again

"That means an hour and a half to go" he sighed and took a bite of an onion fry

"Don't act to miserable. It could be worse" I said

"Yes it could," he said eating his fries at a quicker pace

"Are you sure you don't have rules for me or questions?" I asked a little curious

"I do have one question," he said thinking about something

"Okay, ask away," I said nodding

"You let me dominate you and you knew about the bet," he said smirking

My cheeks were on fire. How can he talk about it like it was that simple? Like was talking about sports or the weather

"That wasn't a question Conner," I said looking at the table

"Fine here is the question. Why?" he asked looking at me in the eyes

"Here is my question for you. Where you doing it because of the bet?" please say no. If he says yes I would probably cry my eyes out right here in front of him

"The bet was not even on my mind. When that happened. I was still figuring out how I would win it. My answer is no" he said looking sincere. Wanting me to know the truth

"Then you've got your answer to your question right there," I said. Though this was a very awkward moment I also felt comfortable.

"Be more specific?" he said

"I wasn't thinking about the bet either" I shrugged

"Good to know that," he said smiling and nodding his head "Come. We have somewhere to be" he said getting up from the chair and making signs to Old Bill to come get the money

"Where?" I said confused but still getting up

"You will see," he said smiling down at me

He took the money out of his wallet and gave it to Old Bill we thanked him and left the dinner

"Where are we going," I said going to my side of the car

"Don't get in?" he said opening the trunk of the car to reveal a blanket

"I really don't want to know why you have blankets on your car," I said with a disgusted look on my face

"Mom asked me to pick them up on a friend's house today. Luckily for me, she came home today to leave tomorrow. I am also lucky because I didn't have time to go to my house and dropped them" he said smiling at me. His parents aren't always home. That's why he is always at my house.

"Why do you need them for?" I asked again watching him take them out of the trunk and slamming it

"You ask a lot of questions?" he said smiling and grabbing my hand to pull me with him. He was heading towards the park. Don't let it be what I am thinking.

'Tell me"

"We are going to give you that amazing first date" yep it is. But we start off wrong

"I think it's too late for that. Maybe next time" we came to a halt in an open area surrounded with trees

"Yes. I know we started on the wrong foot. We fought and all that but this is your first date even if we don't want to technically admit it." He said setting the blankets on the floor "I want to give you this. It's not too late" I said stepping in front of me with a smile

"Well, aren't you a romantic," I said smiling big

"Of course I am," he said laughing "come on let's sit"

He sat down on the floor and looked at me.

"We really are doing this?" I asked him making sure he really wants to do it

"We really are doing this" he responded with a firm nod and a smiled making his face look cute and handsome under the moonlight

"Okay," I said sitting next to him and smiling at him

"I know it's not technically a picnic because there's no food but we already ate so I don't think it matters," he said laying down on his back

"Don't worry it's perfect" I was on cloud nine and we haven't even started. I laid on my stomach watching him while he looked at the stars

"Good," he says turning his face towards

"What do you want to know about me that you haven't already know?" I asked. He should know everything about me, we have known each other since childhood. Not like I knew him but close enough

"I know the big stuff like your family and friends, your story, your past. I want to know the little things. Like favorite color or favorite food. What thing you hate about a person? What things you like?" he said looking at me. Making me feel special for some reason

"Well, favorite color is cream. Why? Because it is simple. Favorite food, I can't exactly tell you one so I'll tell you three. Mac and cheese, pizza, and burgers. Why? Because they are delicious." I said in a duh tone

"I will have to agree with that," he said laughing

"I hate when a person is a bitch. I will admit I sometimes act like one but when a person is regularly like that it just makes me hate them. Also lying. I hate when someone lies to me. I hate lies with a burning passion. Something I like. Honesty. Comfort. I like feeling comfortable around a person and it is better when their personality is what brings it" I had a small smile on my face. I decided to turn around "What about you?"

I already know his favorite color, band, food, likes, and dislike. But I still want to hear it from him

"Red. Bacon. Narcissists. Honesty" he said fast looking at me

"That's it? That all you are going to say?" I quickly looked at him with shock "Come on tell me the whys"

"Red because it looks good on your type of skin. Like really good" he said looking at my tube top and I obviously blushed "Bacon because it is delicious and crispy and hot. Hate people that talk only about themselves. And honesty because its actuality that everyone should have" he said still looking at

"One word. Deep meanings" I said smiling at him

"Tell me more," he said

"What else can I tell you?" I said moving to the right side facing him. Letting my hand support my head

"We really do know everything about us huh?" he asked surprised because of that

"You never really know a person completely. Even if you spend day and night with them" I said trying to make him understand

"Those are some deep words," he said

"Yes, they are. All the words have a deeper meaning you just need to know how to use them to make someone believe them" I said smiling at him and shrugging

"Wise I see," he said laughing

God, he is beautiful. He looks at peace and relaxed. Listing to every word I say carefully. He for once was all mine.

I not saying this like mine in a sexual way or a relationship way or in a possessive way. I am saying this in an ad I natural comfortable way. He was mine just fortis moment

"I thought you already knew that," I said joking around

"Oh, I did but I never thought that it was it hot" blushing maximum power. He really doesn't like to sugarcoat things

"Going all in with that one?" I said trying to tack brave but we all know how he makes me feel. Good and bad. Confused but sure. Brave but insecure. And so on

He will always make me feel like this

"Thought it may help me someway" he winked at me making me roll my eyes

"How about this? I ask you ten questions about me and you get at least eight to seven rights I might let you kiss me on my front door" I said confident he might win or he might lose. I don't care.

"Oh, tentative. You got yourself a deal"

"Okay, good," I said nodding

"My favorite Ice cream?" I put on finger up to know the count

"Rocky Road. Easy. You are always eating it" he said

"Observant. Where is the big fat ugly mole on my body?" I asked. Trick question let's see if he knows

"You..." he looked very deep on though. Maybe trying to remember something from the past.

"You don't have any. You do have a birthmark of a half-moon on the inside of your thigh but you don't have mole" he finally said. I don't want to think about how he knows that because I already know

"Which side of the bed do I sleep on?" another trick question again. I have a lot of sleepovers with girls. So I sleep anywhere and everywhere. It doesn't even have to be in the bed.

"Anywhere. You can sleep anywhere" he said laughing

"You are creeping me out" NOT. He has been observing me, that's huge. "How do you know that?"

"The girls always sleepover I know how that is like," he said

"What do I wanted to be when I was little?" I asked. I wanted to be so many things. A police, a nurse, a doctor, a dog, a unicorn, and a detective.

"Teacher?" he asked not very confident with his answer

"No, one wrong three more to go," I said

"Favorite animal?"

"Easy. Porcupine" those creatures are something heavenly. They are so fucking cute

"My worst fear?"

"You have three. Cockroaches, the ocean, and clowns"

"Where do I want to live in the wilderness, on the beach, or in the mountains?"

"Beach. Every girl want to live in front of a beach"

"Wrong, one of my biggest fears id the ocean. Why would I want to live by it?" I asked confused "The answer is mountains. It's peaceful and even though there're cockroaches there I think I could be civilized with them

"Civilized? Really?" he said laughing at me.

"Yes. Now, next question. Favorite book?"

"Fuck... I forgot the name. The... The... I can't remember that one" he looked at me sheepishly

"Shadowhunters," I said with a smile

"Right, that one with all the supernatural stuff about angels and demons," he said nodding

"Some has been reading it too"

"I might of read a chapter or two before I got lost and remembered that was the reason why I don't read books" he looked embarrassed by this, he looked cute. At this moment he looked like a normal boy, no bad boy, no arrogance.

"Then why would you even try it in the first place?" I asked amused by all this. The secret comes to light

"I wanted to know what the big deal about some book was. Can we finish the game already? I think I am ready to kiss you" he said smirking. I spoke too soon but I like him. I like all part that he is showing me today. It's something new.

"Guilty pleasures?" I knew this one was going against not talking about it

"You have two that I know of," he said certainly

"Okay, then list them" for now he was doing good

"First: Singing cheesy songs out loud in the car," I said putting one finer in the air

"And why is that one of my guilty pleasures?" I asked. I just want to know if what he knows

"Because you hate cheesiness and because you are a terrible singer," he said laughing at his last comments

"I am not" I gasped looking at him with wide eyes

"You are. You really are" he nodded his head at me and moved to his side to look at me

"I have a voice of an angel," I said. Lies. I know I don't sig well. But it is not that bad

"Sure, if you say so," he said "Second: you like being dominated. Why guilty? Because it turns you on and because you don't like to be in control about something you can't control. It's frustrating you so you just let it go." He was looking at me deep in the eyes. He knows more than I thought

"I never knew I like being dominated" I whispered. This is kind of embarrassing but it was still comfortable.

"What made you know?" he knew what. Don't be stupid now!

"You..." I said looking away from his eyes. I felt my blush creeping to my cheeks making me want to run and hide. But he makes me want to stay "and that night"

"It's my guilty pleasure to help you realize that" he whispered. My heart was three thousand miles per hour. How can he speak like that to me? How can he say things like that?

"Last question" I clear my throat wanting all these feelings to go away "this is the losing point or the wining point, be careful with what you answer" I tried to brighten the mood. Trying to make the tension go away

"Okay. I'm ready"

"Marvel or DC?" I asked. Easy Marvel. He should know this. I have never watched a movie of DC. I love Flash don't get me wrong that my babe but I'm always watching marvel.

"DC. You love that Flash guy" he said

"Marvel. I'll give you that. I do love flash but no, it's not DC" I said smiling. I win! Even though he is not permitted to kiss me but oh well. Win/lose. We can't win them all "that means you don't get to kiss me"

"I know what it means. Damn, I was so close. Maybe next time I win." he shrugged and got up in a sitting positing

"Next time?..." I looked at him with a questioning face "I can work with next time" I nodded with a huge smile on my face. I swear this is a heavenly feeling

We sat there speaking about everything and anything. The clock ran. Ten from eleven then twelve and we still here speak neither pf us pay attention to the hour.

"I think it is time we should go. Mom will kill me" I said getting up from the floor

"Yea you are right. I turned my phone off so Dyl wouldn't contact me. Maybe you mother had called me?" he said getting up and checking his phone while I took the blankets off the floor and folded them

"No, she hasn't called me but Dylan has called me seven times," he said a little worried "do you think he knows?"

"You are dead man, either way, my friend," I said smiling and tapping his shoulder

"Yeah well let's go see what he wants" he sighed and turned around to head to the car with me beside him

"It shouldn't be that bad. I am just kidding with you" I am trying to comfort him but we both know that's not true

He looked down at me lifting his eyebrows letting me know that what I am saying is not true.

"Stop worrying. I promise that it will be fine" I know that for sure. Yes, Dylan might yell and disapprove but it will pass, and plus I won't let neither of them get hurt.

"Let's go home," he said once we were in the car

"And no fighting this time," I said feeling the car come to life

"You were the one that started it," he says rolling his eyes

"Oh, real mature," I said hitting him on the back of the head

"What was that for?"

"Rolling your eyes at me," I said calmingly like it was nothing

"You should never hit the driver. It isn't save"

"You will survive. Don't be a big baby"

And then we started fighting all the way home. He parked outside of my house.

"What happened to not fighting?" he said getting out of the car

"This was totally your fault," I said stepping out too and closing my door

"Sure" he rolled his eyes at me and followed me to the entrance of the door.

"Don't roll your eyes at me, mister. Haven't you learn your lesson?" I said glaring at him. We stopped in front of the door and he leans in. I stopped him by putting my hand on his chest

"Your mom is looking" he whispered looking at me in the eyes

"Nice try mister. Not going to get me with that. You lost" I said smirking up at him. Amusement danced in his eyes. He put his right hand on the door trapping me with it

"Damn I really thought it would work," he said smirking back at me

"Good Night Cris," I said in a final tone but he didn't move. He just looked at me not moving not saying anything

"Thanks for the date. You didn't have to do it but you did so thanks" I said nodding. Trying to fill the silence that he is creating

"The least I could do" that the only thing he said. His eyes were cleared and sparkly giving him a happy appearance. His soft lips were upwards in a cute but irritating smirk. He was gorgeous up-close and he knows is, he knows how he is making me feel right now and that's not fair at all.

"You should know, that look doesn't work for me" of course it does. It's turning me on so bad right now

"What look?" he said getting closer and closer to my face

"You know what to look. That I-am-handsome-and-I-know-it-now-kiss-me look" I said blabbing

"Glad it doesn't," he said still looking at me like that "now kiss me" my heart skipped a beat or two maybe twelve once those words came out of his mouth. Our lips were inches apart, my hand on his chest was useless because without me knowing our body was touching

I closed the gap. This urge to be close to him became too big. I wanted to touch him. I wanted him to touch me like that night.

Once out lips touched my control became none existent. There were butterflies, fireworks and a whole bunch of stuff in my stomach. It was too much yet so good.

Our lips moved in sync. He gave me what I gave him. This kiss might be a bit sloppy but it was great just like the others. He grabbed me by the neck bringing me closer to him pressing harder on my lips. I circled my arms around his waist doing the same. Giving him what he gave me. An amazing sensation.

"We should stop," he said kissing me over and over. Making me know that he did not want to stop

"I wasn't kidding when I said your mom was watching us," he said again. Separating our lips only inches away. He kissed me once more and back away but only so far that he wouldn't be touching any part of my body. I was in a bit of a shock because of the kiss,

His words were not processing on my head and I didn't care. I felt in heaven.

"Then I should go inside" I finally said backing away from the door.

"You should," he said nodding

"Aren't you coming inside too?" I asked looking at him in the eyes while opening the front door

"Right yes I am. Your brother" he nodded and shook his head stepping inside. I closed the door behind me.

He was not kidding when he said mom was looking. She was standing by the window with a huge smile on her face looking at both of us. I felt like blushing again but I tried so hard not to>

"Hey mom I'm home," I said smiling at her

"I can see that," she said wiggling her eyebrows at us

"Okay" I dragged the 'a' and looked at Cris. He was standing there scratching his neck

"Are you going to tell Dylan right now? I asked wanting to know and ignoring my mother's comment

"Yes, better from me than the whole school tomorrow, right?" he said nodding his head. I could see that he was practicing how to tell him on his mind

"Do you want me there?" I said taking his hand on mine

He looked at me for a while then nodded

"Okay then let's get murdered," I said smiling up at him

"Your brother does something tell him that he will be grounded" mom yelled at us once I started pulling Cris with me to the stairs

"See mom got our back" I whispered to him

"I am afraid that won't stop him," he said smiling down at me. I still haven't let go of his hand but he hasn't complained so I won't.

I knock on Dylan's door waiting for him to open it.

Everything will be fine

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Author's Note

Heyy

This is it in chapter 24.

The date is done and now to confess to the brother. What do you think I will happen

WW3?
Understanding?

Let's see what happens in the next chapter

I want to try to do Cris POV. Let's see what it's on his mind and heart. I'm considering doing it but I wanted to be perfect so it will take some time. I want to let you guys understand what he is feeling and what he is thinking. Let me know what you think about this!

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