Chapter 14- Lovers
As they kissed Peter's hand did roam to her lower back and the jets did blow into her sides causing her night dress to blow up.
Lara Jean shrieks a little as that happens and her lips immediately parted from Peter's. She started giggling and a little before saying "Sorry."
"No don't be." Peter smiled at her. God she was cute, Peter thought. He took a strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear. She bit her lip as she looked at him.
"Technically speaking," Lara Jean began, "This would mean we are in breach of the contract."
Peter couldn't help but smile at her, "You said you you didn't want to do unless it's real." Peter then looks at her hopeful that her next answer will be, "This is real right?"
Her smile is nothing but bright and excited, "Yes." She leans down to kiss him again, "Its perfectly real."
They kissed for a few moments before deciding that the wing was picking up a little and not even the hot tub could keep them warm.
Peter got our first and handed her his towel.
"No you dry off first," Lara Jean said, "I'm the one still fully clothed."
"Exactly why you need to dry off." Peter then saw there was a stack of hotel towels by the door, "It's ok anyway. There's more towels here."
Lara Jean takes the towel and climbs out. Peter tried not to look but couldn't help it. Because her night gown was that of a flesh color, now wet it was a little see through.
Peter quickly looked away and grabbed a towel. When he turned away she had used the towel to cover her whole body. Peter decided to do the same.
"Want to get some hot chocolate?" Peter asked pointing at the door.
Lara Jean smiles and nodded. She grabbed her jacket as Peter grabbed his gown and they both put their slippers on.
Peter held his hand out for her which she took willingly and led her back into the lodge. Peter, for the first time in a long time, felt content.
He lead her to one of the lounges at the ski lodge and it was fairly empty. People were sitting drinking warm beverages or alcoholic drinks while chatting. No one was sitting at loveseat by the fire so Peter gently nudged her towards the couch.
"Why don't you go have a seat and I'll go order us some hot chocolate." Peter said to her.
She smiled and walked to the fire where the love seat was. Peter walked to the bar where a man was currently pouring red wine. He ordered the hot chocolate and some brownies too.
He went back to sit with Lara Jean who looked she had started warming up. She smiled at him as she sat right next to her and brought her in to hold her.
"You are so cold." She said.
"Well that's why I've got you now," Peter smirked, "To keep me warm."
"Just to keep you warm?" Lara Jean says feigning hurt.
"Well there are not benefits now." Peter chuckles and then kisses her once more. Lara Jean giggles as she kisses him back. For a moment they indulge in each other until someone clears their throat.
Peter stops kissing her and Lara Jean buries her face in his chest. The waiter smiles at them as he puts the hot chocolate and brownies down, and walks away without saying anymore.
"Oh my god." Lara Jean blushes.
Peter just chuckles, "Come on Covey. We have had way worst."
"How could I forget," Lara Jean said, "That kiss in front of your whole lacrosse team."
"Let's not forget when you jumped me in front of coach," Peter laughed picking up a hot chocolate from the coffee table and handing it to her and then taking his and sipping on it.
"So," Lara Jean began.
"So…"
"Why didn't you go that little party tonight?" Lara Jean asked.
"Oh," Peter said looking at the fire then back at her, "I don't know."
"Yes you do." Lara Jean said sipping her hot chocolate.
"It's not about Gen." Peter said, "If that's what you think."
"I didn't say anything." She continued to sip.
"Ok not entirely." Peter sighs and then looks at Lara Jean, "I had a fight with Greg and Trevor."
"Trevor?" Lara Jean frowned, "He's not even here."
"Yeah he's not," Peter sighs and then chuckles slightly, "I guess I breached the contact twice today."
"By doing what?"
"I told the guys the truth."
"What?" Lara Jeans eye's were wide.
"Don't panic." Peter said, "They won't tell. But they kind of started just talking about relationships."
"Ok…" now Lara Jean looks confused and to be honest So was Peter because even rethinking about the altercation this afternoon confused him. He was telling his friends about his problems and they turned on each other and then turned on him…
How?
"I don't want to talk about it," Peter shakes his head, "But to summarize, I was upset with you because of the whole bus thing. And when I asked them for advice they just started airing each other dirty laundry?"
"Because you were upset with me and you told them the truth?" Peter nods and Lara Jean just shakes her head, "Ok well, I guess you can forgive each other because I came out and apologized."
"Yeah about that," Peter frowned at her, "Entertain my curiosity for a moment, how did you know I was in the hot tub."
"Lucas told me." Lara Jean said simply. Peter hardly ever engaged with Lucas let alone let him know where I was going to be.
"Who told Lucas?" Peter asked and Lara Jean looked just as confused as Peter until they both said together and smiled, "Chris."
"Do you regret coming to the hot tub?" Peter asked.
"Why would I?"
"Considering that we were pretending for a while," Peter said, "I didn't know how you felt until about a half an hour ago."
"I didn't know you felt until you told me you went across town to get Korean yogurt for me." Lara Jean smiled and then took his hand, "Can I ask you something before I answer your dumb regret question."
"It's not dumb."
"No it is because I feel like it's pretty obvious how I feel." Lara Jean said simply.
"Fine ask." Peter said smirking at her.
"How long have you…" She seemed to be struggling to find the words, "How long have you, you know...I mean you don't have to answer. But I would like to know how long-"
Peter decided to spare her the agony and answered, "I don't know for sure." He said honestly, "But I know that it started to get a little more clearer after you had dinner for the first time with my mom." Peter thought back to when she came over for dinner, "How you weren't off when my mom made that blunder, how you were with my brother when we played Fortnite."
"He still owes me a rematch."
"And most of all," Peter held her tighter, "You got me to admit something I've been able to do out loud."
"And what was that?" Lara Jean asked.
"You got me to admit that I don't hate my dad." Pete said simply and looked deeply into Lara Jean's dark eyes, "I've never done that. He left. And I hated him. You got me to believe that it's ok to be mad but that I don't hate him."
Lara Jean bite her lip and looked down shyly. Peter lifted her head, "You owe me an answer Covey."
She is quiet for a moment and then she smiles and says, "No." She looks at him intensely, "I don't regret it." Peter grins and leans down to kiss her again.
They spend about another hour hanging out in the lounge before deciding it's time to go to bed. Peter decides to walk Lara Jean to her room.
They walk back in comfortable silence. Lara Jean holds his hand while gripping his arm. As they walk they smile at each other.
Peter can't stop staring at her and taking in the fact that...Lara Jean was his. There was nothing fake about it. There was nothing holding them apart.
They were together.
As they walk towards her door, she pulls away trying to leave without saying anything more. Peter pulls her in and looks at her in an intense way. She smiles as she grabs hold of the collar of his gown. She leans up on her toes to kiss him and Peter leans down to touch her lips.
"Good night, Lara Jean." When their lips part.
"Good night." She says and walks backwards looking at him until she reaches her door. Peter also looks at her as she walks backwards and can't help but marvel at her beauty.
She opened her door and walked into the room.
Peter stood at the foot of the stairs and thinking. When he got the chance he would have to find Gen and once and for all, make it clear that it was over. If he didn't, she would try everything in her power to destroy their relationship.
But first, Peter needed to talk to Greg.
Trevor had made some valid points to Greg and him. He needed to get to Greg before he got to drunk and would not take him seriously. More so Peter cared about his best friend and wanted him to know that girls are not toys, he learnt that now.
Using Lara Jean only led to him having severe feelings for her. And Peter knew that Greg wanted nothing more than physicality from Emily but Emily wanted more. And sometimes no one should take advantage of anyone's vulnerabilities.
Peter had done that with Lara Jeans letter.
Trevor had done that with Pammy's grade.
And Greg was doing that with Emily's feelings and the fact that she was attached because he was her first time.
The only difference is that Trevor and Peter's action had turned out to be something great. It had taken them both a while to get there but eventually they did.
Greg…
He didn't want to see do something bad happen to him, like Emily turning into a crazy person because of Greg. He also cares about Emily. Though Gen had been nightmare, Emily had always been nice to him as loyal as she was to Gen.
Peter walked to his room and found it empty obviously.
Peter thought to himself Gen would be at the party, and Greg could be there with Emily. However perhaps whoever he found there he could kill either birds tonight with one stone.
After putting a t-shirt on, Peter walked to Gen and Emily's room and knocks on the door.
Gen opens and it looks like she has been crying.
"Gen," He said concerned, "Are you ok."
"I'm fine." She said and walks away from the door leaving it open for Peter to come in.
"Then why are you crying?" Peter walks in and closes the door behind him.
"I just saw something tonight that got to me," She said and then looks at Peter, "Did you ever love me?"
Well she got straight to the point for him so perhaps this could be easier for him. But first he had to know.
"Gen," He sighs and goes to sit next to her, "Why would you ask that-"
"Because…" She thinks and then without saying anymore, she grabs Peter's neck and pulls him in to kiss him aggressively. Peter responds immediately before she can plant her lips on him by pushing her away by her shoulders.
"Whoa whoa whoa," Peter said trying to not sound annoyed because clearly she was upset, "You can't do that anymore."
"Come on," She tries again but Peter nudges again, "I know you haven't been getting any since we broke up."
"Enough Gen!"
Gen looks at him and then blinks a few times as if she had come to realize something, "oh my god."
"What?" Peter frowns at her.
"Oh my god," She says, "You love her."
Peter looks at her with an expressionless face. He did not know what to say.
Did he?
Did he love Lara Jean.
"I know you better than anyone else in the world Peter," Gen said simply, "I know what you look like when you're in love...heck this looks like more than love."
"Then why are you throwing yourself at me?" Peter asked.
"Because I still love you." Gen stood up to stand in front of him.
Peter sighed and then looked at his fingers before saying, "You were my first love. And for the most part, you were my first everything." Peter sighed before looking at her, "And for that, You will always have a safe place in my heart."
"But…" Gen prompted with tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Gen," Peter said, "It's over. For real this time."
Peter couldn't believe it. He had gotten it off his chest and felt like he could breathe.
"I broke up with Brad." Gen said, "Because I love you. Because I want to be with you. Because I am yours and you are-"
"I do not belong to you anymore." Peter said, "I did not ask you to break up with him Gen. Actually I did not ask you to break up with me. I did not ask you to make me feel insecure. I did not ask you to go dating a college kid that drives a Chevy. I didn't ask for Lara Jean to come into my life and make see things I should have seen a long time ago."
"And what is it that you saw Peter!" She snapped at him all traces of tears gone just anger now.
"Fine!" Peter said, "You manipulate your way through situations. You're a mean to half the people in the school that you think are below you. You slut shame your cousin who by the way is not a bad person. The whole world is to blame for your problems but you. When Emily started hanging out with Greg you made both of them feel insecure about their relationship because you made it about you. You spent half the time trying to belittle Lara Jean like she did something wrong but you never once came directly to me who was the source the problem yet technically speaking not because YOU BROKE UP WITH ME!"
Gen looks so take aback.
Peter sighs and looks at her, "I loved you Gen. I would've done anything for you. In fact I still will because the scary thing is you're right," Peter says, "You do know me better and I still want you in my life. But as a friend. Nothing more and-if you will allow it- nothing less."
Gen then turns around and breathes in and out heavily.
For a moment Peter thinks she is losing her mind until she turns around with her smile on her face that makes Peter believe that she really has lost her mind.
"We can still be friends Peter of course." She smiles and then walks towards him to give him a hug but then quickly lets him go.
Just then the door barges open and Emily and Greg stumble into the room kissing or rather looking like there we eating each other.
They stop when they see Gens hands on Peters shoulders.
"Gen, no fair we agreed you'd go to their room and we'd come here." Emily slurred.
Greg frowned at the scene in front of him and said, "What's going on here Pete?"
"Literally nothing," Peter frowned back and then indicated between Greg and Emily, "What's going on here?"
Greg is about to answer but Emily says, "Come on babe…"
"Babe!" Peter and Greg said together confused.
"Let's go to your room." Emily said and then looked at Peter and Gen, "I don't know what's going on here but Peter please here. Great thank you."
Without another word she pulls Greg out the room and slams the door leaving both Gen and Peter alone in uncomfortable silence.
Gen sighs and then says, "I'm going to bed. Feel free to sleep in Emily's bed. I don't care."
Gen climbs into bed and switches of the lamp, "I hope you know, Peter than I really am happy that you're happy."
Peter walks to Emily's bed and sits down. He wants to believe Gen but her voice sounds…off.
"Thank you Gen." Peter said, "So you really don't mind me sleeping here."
"No," Gen says and then peers at Peter, "Just before you go to bed...just know," Gens voice sounds off again, "I will be here for you."
Peter does not respond. Rather he just gets into bed and closes his eyes and tries to get some sleep.
About a couple of hours later someone smacks him across the chest to wake him up.
Peter's eyes shoot open.
"Can you get the hell out of my bed!" Emily shouted.
"What the hell?" Peter said
"Em are you ok?" Gen says groggily, "It's like 3 in the morning."
"I'll be fine once the assholes best friend is out my bed!" Emily shouts. Gen switches the lamp. It takes a while for Peter's eyes to adjust but he finally sees Emily has been crying and looks angry.
"What happened?" Peter asked.
"Nothing!" Emily snaps, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY BED AND ACTAULLY GET THE FUCK OUT!"
Peter does not waste time to get his slippers on and leave the room.
Peter walks back to his room where he find Greg sitting in his bed with his head in his hands.
"What the hell did you do?" Peter asks slamming the door.
Greg looks up and sighs, "Would you believe me if I said the right thing."
Peter sighed and got into his bed and looked at his best friend, "This I have to hear."
Authors note.
I love your reviews keep them coming. I'm finding it harder and harder to write as we go a long because I'm getting sad that it's almost the end and I'm just like wow they could probably release a trailer of the second one already and I would defs feel better. Lol!
But alas, I can't stop because I am borderline obsessed with this story. I love that you guys like the little additions I'm adding like Emily and Greg and Trevor etc etc.
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