hold on tight

It’s okay, I laughed.

You're mean to me, Archibald.

You’re welcome.

You look cute.

I like that hat on you.

Oh. Thanks, babe.

Oh, I thought Noah tripped you. Oops, my bad.

He usually does when he's trying to help, which usually ends up with both of us falling, but still.

I didn’t think tripping in front of everyone when you went to get your girlfriend sugar for her coffee made you awesome but okay, you can dream.

Truth be told, I don't really walk, I just trip my way towards things. They'll get used to it.

Maybe you’re stranger.

Me? Now way!

I’m sure they think you’re strange too.

I don't know why, I'm pretty awesome.

Their kissing had wandered far past lips at this point, but the girl didn’t mind, finding that she rather enjoyed the feeling of his lips against her skin. Hearing his response, Kenzie couldn’t help but shake her head. “I love you more,” she mumbled, her fingertips moving to push off his shirt. She hadn’t been planning this when she’d come back to the hotel room, but needless to say, when she was around Arthur, the majority of her self-control went out the window. It was like he was something addictive; she’d had him once, and couldn’t help but come back for more.

A small surge of confidence filled her at his reaction, and Kenzie couldn’t help but allow a soft giggle to leave her lips. Truthfully, the girl didn’t know how she’d never noticed Arthur before, or at least past wanting to get to know him—especially when he looked at her like that. With that same dopey grin playing across his lips, his eyes meeting hers… she couldn’t help but realize that Arthur was her first for a lot of things. More than she’d accounted for. Rolling them over to pull him on top of her, Kenzie mumbled into the kiss, “I love you.” Once the words had been spoken, she pulled him in, her fingertips brushing against his neck as she kissed him.

I love you. No matter how much he had heard it --or said--, he knew that he meant it only to a few people, and he believed it even less. Knowing that, it only came as a bigger suprise when, hearing her say it him for the first time a week ago, Arthur realized that he had probably started to love her way sooner. As they rolled in, the boy supported his weight with his forearms, moving one hand to her waist as he deepened the kiss. "I love you more." He whispered with a smirk, exhaling a shallow breath when her lips touched his neck. Slipping his hand under her shirt once more, he tugged at it, touching her skin gently.

A small sound left the girl’s lips as her boyfriend’s hand dipped beneath her shirt, his fingertips brushing against her skin teasingly. No, she’d definitely never felt like this before—not with anyone. Tracing her fingertips against his jawline, Kenzie couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, pushing him backwards until he fell onto the bed. Her lips still on his, the girl couldn’t help but crawl onto him, only breaking the kiss for a moment to whisper softly, “I guess you just have to wait and see.” Without giving him a moment to respond, Kenzie’s lips were on his again moments later, kissing him deeply without a hint of regret.

Feeling her lips leaving his, tracing a way to his jawline, Arthur let out a small sigh. He laughed lightly against her lips, watching the girl hover over him, his breath suddenly being caught up in his lungs.His gaze moved to meet hers, and he found himself unable to keep eyes away. Shit, she was stunning, especially when she acted so confident. "Shit." He murmured, returnng the kiss eargerly, his hands falling down to her hips.

As she felt his gaze on her, Kenzie couldn’t help but look down, blushing slightly. This wasn’t something she was terribly experienced with, so it was scary, being intimate with someone. Even when it was — particularly because it was with someone — like Arthur. He was someone she actually liked, someone she didn’t want to screw things up with, and there was a certain degree of pressure associated with that. But as she looked up at him, meeting his gaze once more, she realized she didn’t want to lose herself in that pressure—she wanted to lose herself in him. “Well, now I’m finishing it.” With that thought in mind, Kenzie didn’t even hesitate before pulling him into another kiss, this one far deeper and more passionate than the last.

Arthur's lips parted slightly, a small breath escaping as she pulled him closer. He slipped his hands underneath her shirt, brushing his fingertips against her warm skin, a small smile tugging at his lips. Every since their first kiss, the exact they they'd met, the boy could tell how strong was the pull to her. It would be expected that, as any fling, it would fade away easily, leave his mind when they'd gone through separate days that night, when in fact all it did was making him want her more. It wasn't like him to fall so easily for someone, and it certainly wasn't normal for him to want her so passaionately the way he did. He laughed softly against her lips, leading the way to their bed as he whispered, pressing his body to hers. "And how will you do that?"