I grinned like a kid in a candy store. "Really?"

"No, I just said it as a joke." He scoffed. "Yes really, why is that such a surprise?"

I practically leaped off his chest, throwing a leg over his body to straddle him. I ignored how sticky our bodies were while I grabbed his face, forcing him to sit up straight and kiss me back.

His hands automatically went to my waist, ignoring the sexuality of our position. My hands smushed his face and I failed to kept this up due to my unstoppable smile.

I pulled away, staring down at him. "I love you, Theodore. Incase that wasn't obvious."

"Really?" He smiled sarcastically.

"Shut up." I laughed loudly while he pulled my body into a hug.

"Let me go run us a bath, yeah?"

"Yeah, ok." He planted another kiss on my lips, lifting me up carefully and placed me back down on the bed.

I lay flat, staring at the ceiling while listening to the water run. I could fall asleep right now but I should really clean myself up first.

A few minutes later Theo was back with a towel around his waist. "You awake?" He whispered.

"Nope." I whispered back, sitting up and dragging myself out of bed.

The bathroom was steamy and smelt like magnolias, the bath tub bubbling with soap. "Perfect, thank you."

I tied my hair into a messy bun. He grabbed my hand and helped me step in. The hot water was a shock to my skin but felt so soothing on my aching body. He dropped his towel and I pressed my knees to my chest, scooting forwards so he could sit in behind me.

The water sloshed as he did, and each of his legs lay either side of me. I relaxed back into his body, getting so familiar with the feeling of him.

His arms wrapped around me and my head rested on his chest. "What now?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean - the chasing back and forth, the sneaking around, it's all over, we don't have to pretend anymore."

"Now, we lie here in this bath..." His hand grabbed mine and rested in on my stomach. "We spend tonight, just the two of us, like always, but without lying about how we feel. Then tomorrow, we can do the same. And the day after, and after that. Nothings going to change, apart from the fact that we're being completely honest with each other."

"Are you calling me out for being a liar-"

"I'm calling you out for lying to me!" He giggled. "You made us both suffer!"

"I'm sorry! You did too though!"

"Camila, I have been obviously in love with you for years, I was waiting for you to give me the green light."

I turned my head to meet his face, giving him a smile before pressing my lips to his.

We lay in the bath tub for quite a while. It was practically silence, apart from the washing sound of the water. I could have fell asleep under his touch. His hands slid across my body, spreading soapy water across my skin.

I've always wanted this with Theo, deep down. I guess you could say it was inevitable.

"Hey, doll? The waters going cold, we should get back in bed."

"Mhm." I agreed, though I never want to ever leave this room. I sat forward and he climbed out the bath, drying himself and wrapping a towel around his waist before giving me a hand out of the bath.

He pulled the plug and once I was dried he picked me up bridal style and carried me back to the bed, placing me under the sheets and climbing in next to me.

"Thank you, for everything you've done tonight." I smiled.

"Thank you, for everything you've done tonight."

I moved into his arms as close as possible, resting my head on his chest as I yawned, "Goodnight, Dory."

"Goodnight, baby."

My fingers ran across her bare skin, coating them in mini bubbles of soap. We've been sat in silence for so long and I don't want to break it.

My mind replayed everything that has happened today. I wanted it to be perfect for her. I hope she enjoyed it as much as I did.

Her question of 'what happens now' caught me off guard. I didn't know the answer and I have been asking myself the same thing all day.

I've also been wondering what I should tell Mom. She's going to be delighted.

The questions and thoughts running my mind all circled back to this one blonde girl. At least I know that hasn't changed.

What's she thinking right now? Is she hungry? Tired? Cold?

"Hey, doll? The waters going cold, we should get back in bed."

My voice cracked through the silence and I regretted it instantly. Although I wasn't lying about the water I don't want to leave this position.

We finally both climbed into bed, which was in fact a lot better than the cold bath water. The feeling of her cuddled onto my chest was so new yet so familiar. Its comforting, natural, perfect. Like she's a puzzle piece made to fit in my arms.

*

I think I fell asleep smiling, because I woke up with a grin on my face.

"Cam?" My arm stretched across the bed to find her. I patted frantically to find her body and sat up, opening my eyes when I noticed she wasn't there.

"Camila?"

"I'm here, don't panic." She giggled, crawling back onto the bed. She was wrapped in my shirt, practically drowning in it.

"Hey." I smiled, stretching while she crawled back into my body. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah. I just ordered room service because we've got no clothes to wear down for breakfast."

I slapped a hand across my face. "I left them in the car."

"It's okay, you can go get them after food-"

On cue, there was a knock at the door. "Room service."

She did a little skip to the door, pulling down the shirt before opening it. "Thanks."

She came back to bed, carrying a tray. "You picked a meal?"

"I made a decision all by myself." She smiled proudly.

"That's my girl."

I picked up one of the mugs of hot chocolate and handed it to her, grabbing another for myself.

She nodded 'go' and we both sipped them at the same time. I noticed her eyes widen as she pulled the mug away from her lips. "Theo..."

"I think so too."

"We found another ten out of ten!" She laughed excitedly and took another sip.

"These are amazing."

"Mhm mhm." She agreed without saying a word.

She finally managed to pull the mug from her lips, letting out a sigh. "Perfect."

"Perfect." I agreed.

Maybe we were slightly biased, given the location and situation, but there was something so poetic about it. Like these hot chocolates symbolised the fact that just because things are different doesn't mean anything has changed.

*

I got a few looks as I walked out to the car park in the same suit from last night, but frankly I couldn't care less. I'm on cloud 9.

I drove Camila home with the windows down and music blaring. The sun was shining and it made her hair looking golden. She didn't want to get out when we pulled up but I assured her, "I'll call you tonight, I promise."

"Thank you so, so much again." She grinned.

"Of course, tell Zoe I said hi."

"Of course."

"Bye." She swiftly kissed my lips and jumped out the car, jogged up her front porch, opened the unlocked door and waved me goodbye before closing it.

God, I love her.