Chapter 4

A/N: I've been working really hard to get chapters out every day, so I hope you guys enjoy my fanfic! It's really fun to write and I hope you guys have fun reading it! Thanks~! (and sorry if I'm OOC!)

It has been two months since you and Dave have become friends. You regularly hang out together at each other's houses. You two are practically inseparable.

Right now you're staring at his perfect face as he tells you stories from when he lived in Texas. Well, the part of his face you could see was perfect, his dark shades hid his eyes. They were probably just green or brown or something like that. Which would be perfectly fine, his eyes are going to be beautiful no matter what.

Agh, over these past months, you've seemed to develop a crush for this blond haired beauty. It sucked. Not only does he have half of the girl portion of the student body staring at him all the time, but you're pretty sure he's straight. That's his thing of course, you aren't going to try and change him, but it still frustrates you a little.

You're against a tree and Dave is leaning against a tree that is parallel to you. His nose did a cute twitch when he talked.

It was overcast outside and it was probably going to rain any minute. You two decided that you'd go to your house whenever it starts raining. Dave has gotten to trust you more in his little form, and he likes to ride around in your pockets sometimes, especially if it's raining or if he needs to hide. He doesn't really need to hide often, but sometimes he gets picked on for being short, he's 5'2, and you need to stand up for him. And while you're setting the bullies straight, he'll hide in your shirt pocket.

You feel a few drops of water hit your head. Time to go to your house. Dave is already small, so you scoop him up and place him in your pocket. You didn't mind him in your pocket at all. He was warm and it kind of felt nice to have another body pressed up against yours, even if it was a tiny one.

Even though cats supposedly didn't like water, you didn't mind it that much. You liked walking through the rain, it was soothing to you. The only thing you didn't like is wringing out your tail afterwards.

Dave has made it a point to tell you that he does not like water. He can't even swim. You'd think someone from Texas would know how to swim considering how hot it is down there. Guess you'll have to teach him sometime.

You stare at your feet as you walk. Well you're really looking at Dave, but you make it look like you're looking at your feet.

Before you get to your house, it's already pouring outside. Ugh, you're soaking wet. So is Dave, and he isn't too happy about it. He hisses when the water starts picking up, like it's going to burn his skin or something.

"Oh come on you pansy, it's just a little water."

You say that to Dave and poke at his cheek. He swats your hand away and pouts. You sigh and put your hand over your pocket so that he doesn't get to wet. What a baby.

When you get to your porch, you try and wring out as much water as you can. You didn't want dad getting mad from you tracking water through the house.

When you wring out as much water as you can, you go inside and take Dave to the bathroom. You give him a hand towel and set him down on the counter. Dave was mumbling under his breath about how he knew we should've gone inside earlier.

"Oh cool it."

You poke him hard enough to where he's teetering on one leg for a moment and then you pull away after he slaps your finger.

Dave sighs and starts taking off his clothes. Wait why is he taking off his clothes.

You glance at him casually. "Heh heh, what are you doing?"

"I'm taking off my clothes, they're too wet."

You blush slightly. Dave is now only in boxers, and is stripping those off at the moment. You look the other way as you dry off your hair. Once you're done drying yourself off, you turn back to Dave.

"Are you done drying off?"

Dave is wrapped up in the hand cloth and only his head is poking out. You bite your lip. God, he was cute. He nods to your question.

"I'll put your clothes in the dryer and you can wear some of mine for now if you want to."

"Nah, I'll go around in my birthday suit."

You chuckle.

"Alright dude, whatever."

You carry Dave to your room and set him on your bed. Dave sprawls out on it, with the cloth still covering. Maybe if you just snatch the cloth off…. No stop thinking like that, you seem like a total perv.

Dave eventually falls asleep on your bed and you cover him with sheets. Geez, this kid is so high maintenance, but that's okay. You decide that you are going to ask him to be your boyfriend tomorrow.