🎱. . .CHAPTER 36 ! -----
( real life . . . )
❛ that's my girl ❜

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          After hours of suffering through the scorching and unbearable heat, the group of friends finally found their way to the cabin. it's in a secluded part of the area, surrounded by trees and near a lake. there's a diner as well as a beach a couple minutes away, already setting the perfect mood for the next couple of days.

          since the cabin belongs to maria's family, she obviously claimed the master bedroom, running up to it after everyone unloaded their luggage from the van. matt carried maria's things for her, quickly following after the brunette as they're choosing to share the large bedroom.

          nick, mason and chris are sharing the room next door to them, it being quite big and having more than enough space for the eighteen year olds. the door opposite them is a slightly smaller room, claimed by mikayla while the room next to hers is automatically lucille's, considering how it isn't her first time staying here. nate also has his own room, it being at the end of the hallway.

          miks drags her bags up the wooden plank staircase, passing by the walls adorned with multiple pictures of maria's family as well as some aesthetically pleasing photos to look at as the rest of her friends are downstairs, emptying the bags of snacks to fill up the cabinets and fridge.

          she gently kicks the door open with her foot, since her hands aren't available, immediately dropping her bags onto the floor with a sigh of relief, a few dust particles flying into the air. although it isn't the cleanest room ever compared to her own in boston, it's still appealing to look at with the queen sized bed.

          mikayla slowly strolls around her room, her fingertips running along the surfaces of the shelves and the walls. she then takes a seat on her quilted bed, kicking her airforces off, now just in her socks. the room is cool since the air conditioner is on, but it doesn't stop her from taking off her cropped tee, leaving miks in a bikini top and a pair of denim shorts.

          but as she feels slightly at peace, she's snapped out of her trance caused by the tranquil environment as someone quietly knocks on her door. mikayla purses her lips, assuming that it's lucille or maria as she raises from her position, shuffling across the hard wood floor towards the door.

          mikayla's hand reaches for the handle, twisting it open but rolling her eyes as she realizes it's only chris. he's only in a pair of trunks, shirtless with that same backwards cap he always wears. his hands are hidden behind his back, grinning as his eyes trace over mikayla, "hey there."

          "what's up?" mikayka questions, resting her hands on her hips. she taps her freshly painted nails against her waist, waiting for chris to speak up and explain why he's standing in her doorway, looking more perfect than ever. even though they're supposed to be avoiding being alone together, chris can't seem to help himself.

          he drops his hand to his side, showcasing as small plastic bag with weed as if it's his most prized possession and mikayla's eyes widen. "you and me...smoking on the beach?" he beams, a grin on his face as it lights up with a cherry sucker resting between his lips.

          "you're such a stoner," mikayla replies through a chuckle, pulling her bottom lip through her teeth as she debates on whether it's the best choice to sneak out with chris in the middle of the night. "what about nate," she tilts her head, resting it on the doorway while batting her lashes.

          chris shrugs, "he's in the shower. we'll be back before then," he states while maintaining eye contact with her because ever since they even entered the van, all he wanted was to spend time with her alone. "c'mon miks..."

          mikayla brushes her frizzy, brunette hair behind her ears, thinking about the pros and cons of spending time alone with him. but of course, they haven't properly had time together. "fine, let me grab my shit. wait for me downstairs?" she asks and he nods, shoving the bag into the pocket of his trunks as she closes her door.

          of course mikayla never goes anywhere without her 'special' box of rolling papers as well as anything else she might need, so she sets her handbag on the edge of the bed, rummaging through it. her eyes are glued to the pink box hiding beneath a jean jacket that definitely isn't needed in this weather. mikayla picks it up, littered with stickers since she's had it for a while.

          miks tightly hods it in her hands, slipping on a pair of baby pink sandals to match her bikini top. she takes one final glance at the mirror in front of her, examining her reflection that's staring back at her. she lets out a hum of amusement, then exiting her room and closing the door behind her.

as miks makes her way down the staircase, the noise of water running implies that nate's in the shower already, meaning that her time to spend alone with chris is slowly running out. yes he's her extremely protective older brother, but she deeply wishes that he would stop trying to mess with her love life, only when it comes to chris.

she reaches the ground floor, her attention focused on matt and maria on the couch as a movie starts to play. knowing their similar tastes in film genres, it's most likely a horror and she smiles as she watches maria rest her head on matt's shoulder, snacking on a bowl of popcorn.

"—OH MY FUCK!" someone yells from the kitchen, making mikayla whip around to where the sudden loud voice came from, instantly recognizing that it's nick.

"what the hell," mikayla mutters to herself, strolling towards the kitchen. she notices lucille loudly giggling in the corner of the room, covering her face to avoid making nick's mood any worse. her gaze falls to the carbonated drinks on the floor, most likely creating a sticky mess on the tiles. "oh my god, what happened?"

mason looks at her, a guilty look plastered across his face as if he's a little boy who just got caught doing something wrong. he tugs at his ginger curls, a coy smile on his face.

a groan of pure frustration escapes from nick's lips as he harshly rubs at his temple. "dumbass of the fucking year dropped our soda," he gestures towards mason with a huff, narrowing his eyes at him. "he dropped my dr pepper, nobody talk to me."

"i said sorry," mason rolls his eyes, resting his hands on the counter to hop onto the marble surface. he takes a seat, going to munch on his packet of chips.

"no," nick pauses, looking up at him. "you literally didn't," his tone is full of sass, then looking at mikayla. "can you please go get us some dr pepper at the store? thanks."

mikayla furrows her eyebrows, confused as to when she stated she was even thinking of going to the store but it takes a couple of moments for her to realize it's probably an excuse that chris made so that they could leave without raising any suspicion. she understandably nods her head, saying her goodbyes to her friends as she exits the cabin.

chris is standing on the porch, a towel around his neck while he's focused on his phone but once he hears the door open, noticing that mikayla's finally here, all of his attention is on her like she's the only other person in the world. he switches his phone off, shoving it into the front pocket of his trunks with a smile. "you took your time," he mumbles, throwing his arm over her shoulder.

she rolls her eyes while they make their way down the small steps in unison, now walking on ground, cluttered with sticks and moss. they walk in silence for a couple moments, the warm atmosphere surrounding them is enough to set the mood. as they walk towards where the beach area supposedly is, they hike past fireflies glowing as a weak light source.

          throughout the whole quiet walk, mikayla wants to talk to him, talk to him forever until she loses her voice. she also wants clarification on what they really are at this point: friends with benefits? simply just talking? mikayla knows that a label on their relationship isn't necessary, but it'll give her some closure on whether or not it's a waste of time.

          after all, the past dozen weeks have been oddly confusing for her ever since they started their fake relationship. see, comparing chris and how he's acting now with the player from before, you'd think they weren't even the same people. but unknown to her, there's only one girl always on his mind and it's mikayla.

          chris' arm remains on her shoulder, his cold silver bracelet creating a tingling sensation on her exposed skin. he also traces his pointer finger over her collar bone, a shy smile growing on her face. "you good there?" chris questions without even looking down, ultimately knowing how flustered he makes her.

          "i'm amazing thanks," she adds extra emphasis on the adjective, making chris chuckle at her tone. but finally, they reach the beach, noticing that it's quiet secluded even though it's summer and at night.

          everyone knows that visiting the beach during the hot season at night is way better than daytime, but they aren't complaining that they're given an opportunity to spend some time alone together.

          "how romantic," mikayla teases, pulling the towel off of his body so she can set it down on the sandy ground, not wanting to get it all over her.

          chris bites his lip to stifle his chuckles as he watches mikayla walk in front of him. "what can i say?" he jokes as she pauses in her steps, finding the perfect place for them to sit.

          she places it on the ground, admiring the perfect view in front of her. the sounds and sight of nature is amazing, occasionally hearing the buzzing traffic from a nearby road. since the sun tucked itself away from the night, their gaze is stuck on where it set as well as the mosquitoes flying around them.

          mikayla gently plops down first, chris quickly following after her movements, then placing her box on the ground. the ambience is wonderful and mikayla genuinely never wants to leave with chris' presence being enough for her.

          chris leans back, propping his body up on his elbows while he strongly stares at mikayla and the way her messy hair moves in sync with the wind; he's visibly admiring her and she doesn't even realize it.

          but mikayla slowly turns to face the brunette next to her, making his stare even more intense. chris' blue eyes are probably mikayla's favorite feature about him, the way his eye contact is piercing makes her weak in the knees and she loves it at the same time. mikayla reaches her hand out and chris throws the bag of bud into the palm of it.

          "want me to roll it for you?" he inquires, pulling the cherry sucker out of his lips with a quiet pop sound leaving. he glides his tongue, stained with a dark red color, over his bottom lip before placing it back in his mouth.

          "i've got it," she mutters with a small smile, opening the bag slowly, then her box of everything she needs. chris watches her in admiration while she places her pink rolling paper, grinder and ashtray onto the towel. she then begins to grind the weed up slowly, chris' icy blue eyes watching her every move.

          mikayla opens it, placing it all onto the paper, careful not to waste any of it. "hybrid?" mikayla questions, not looking up from the rolling paper between her fingers.

          "mhm..." chris hums, watching her bring it to her lips, her tongue darting out to lick at the paper, now folding and sealing it, making sure it's all packed tightly.

          mikayla holds it in front of her face, praising herself at her work after having chris' eyes glued to her the whole time. she hears him chewing on his lollipop, then throwing the stick into the sand. "you ready, or are you just gonna keep staring?" she tuts, holding the joint between her fingertips as well as a lighter in her other hand.

          "stare," he breathes out, watching as mikayla passes the joint and the lighter to him. he examines how she rolled it, using the glow of street lights as his only light source. "that's my girl," he says, his voice low as he approves of how she rolled it. chris then brings it to his lips, holding it with her fingertips as he sparks up.

chris easily sucks in the smoke, holding it in his lungs then momentarily keeping his mouth shut before opening it to let it float around them. he takes another drag, removing it from between his lips and closing his eyes at the euphoric feeling of being at peace. chris passes it to her, mikayla gratefully taking it and replicating his exact moments effortlessly, inhaling and holding it as a cloud of smoke surrounds them.

they continue to share the joint, chris then moving to lean back with it between his lips. he groans, throwing his head back before giving it back to her. "fuck," he drags out his word, his voice low while his eyes become glossy.

mikayla feels her vision turn slightly blurry while a red tint takes over. her eyes linger over his features, visible as the yellowish street lights illuminate them. she watches the way he tenses, his jaw hardening and only making him even more attractive. chris places his hand on his exposed chest, tapping his fingers against his skin and it's so annoying that he knows how good he looks right now.

the silence is enough comfort for them, cozy in each other's presence. "you're enjoying that shit a little too much," chris teases, a bashful grin on his face. it seems like a repetitive habit because whenever chris is high he seems to do that same fucking smile, only making mikayla even more nervous each time.

after all, they literally grew up together and now they're smoking alone on a beach together. it's funny to her how quickly things can change, from the beginning of their fake relationship, to their first kiss, to abel complicating everything. so the fact that they're sharing a moment together, even though they aren't sober, they're savoring every second away from everyone.

mikayla presses her lips together, narrowing her eyes as she stares at chris laying down, her choosing to copy his position. now they're laying next to each other, watching the way the stars sparkle in the pitch black sky above them. "miks?" chris says quietly, breaking the silence again. she turns to look at him, her eyelashes fluttering while she holds her bottom lip between her teeth. mikayla stays silent, waiting for chris to continue whatever he's going to ask her, anticipating it. "do you wanna try something?" he bluntly questions.

the lack of information creates a dumbfounded expression on mikayla's face. her eyebrows pull together, shrugging but giving into it because of her clouded mind. chris sits up, mikayla eventually copying him and he takes another pull from the joint, keeping the smoke in his mouth. he shuffles closer to mikayla, leaving barely any space between them, making her siren eyes look up at him. chris softly places his hand on her jaw, cupping it and mikayla feels her heart hammer in her chest.

chris places his thumb on mikayla's plump bottom lip, pulling it down and opening her mouth slightly. as their lips graze against each other's, chris opens his mouth, letting the smoke enter hers. she inhales the cloud, swallowing it as they maintain eye contact. despite them having shared multiple kisses, this moment feels even more intimate than ever and now mikayla only has the desire to close the distance between them.

"chris..." she whispers, his name perfectly rolling off of her tongue with her tone of voice sweet and soft. she looks up at him, then her eyes flickering to his lips as he licks them slowly. miks thickly swallows, placing her hand on his clothed thigh with a crease between her eyebrows.

"miks..." chris teasingly repeats with the same volume, brushing her hair behind her ear. "you're gonna kill me," he whispers, clearing his throat. but there's one thing he wants right now, and that's mikayla, all to himself. he slowly looks down at her lips, and she gives him a nod of approval, moving to close the distance between them.

the kiss is slow at first, both of them matching each other's movements and rhythm with the sound of the crashing waves entering their ears. mikayla places her hand in chris' hair, tugging at his brunette strands as he carefully pushes to her lay on her back, still on the towel. as they continue to leave no distance between them, chris moves his lips to her jaw, then her neck, placing sloppy kisses everywhere as this is his opportunity to finish what they started in the kitchen. despite them being immensely high, mikayla's still his drug making this experience even more wonderful.

mikayla's breath hitches as chris places his cold hand on her bare stomach, drawing circles against her skin. she softly hums, letting him know that whatever he's doing right now is working for her. as she chews on her lip, her hands still in chris' fluffy hair while he peppers kisses on her neck, she can't even think right, her mind going cloudy. all she wants is chris, and now she's finally having him all to herself again.

          this moment is blissful as they continue to move in sync, chris occasionally going to kiss mikayla on the lips, then back to her neck. the adrenaline coursing through his veins is enough to increase the speed that they're kissing at, one hand cupping her face with the other hand slithering around her waist to pull her closer. they're skin-to-skin, ignoring the fact that it's currently summer and the heat is booming. mikayla pulls away first, not wanting to, but feeling like this moment has gone on for way too long, obviously not complaining.

          she acknowledges how her phone is perched on the sand next to her head, tapping black screen and realizing that they've been out for way too long if they're trying to convince hate and their friend's that they only went to the store ten minutes away. it turns out that they've been on the beach for at least forty five minutes, and mikayla knows that she's fucked when they get back.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ arianna speaks ¡
felt a little silly writing this
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also i made a tumblr blog because i lowk wanna take a break from writing on wattpad and move to that app for like a week... the link is in my bio!! (heartfeltchris) 🎀  so you guys can still read my work 💖💖💖

ALSO i'm turning 18 next week like wtaf im scared someone sedate me