Suite Life On Deck

Falling For You

Story 4

I DO NOT OWN SLOD OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.

Cody's POV

Outside London's Room- I walk down the hall heading to go see if my spy got anything from Bailey. I then see the door knob turn and Bailey walk out. I try to pretend like I don't see her, but she sees me and I will have to start talking to her and making up some excuse. I hate lying to her and it's so hard to hide it because of my nose. Plus when Bailey finds out I'm lying...my life is over...I see her wearing the jean jacket she did on prom night as a disguise and I smile. She may have been concerned with winning prom queen through the whole thing, but that last dance we shared it's a memory I will never forget. When I first saw it I thought I was going to drool. The only reason why I didn't was because she pushed me away before I got a chance to. She looked so beautiful in that dress. The dress fit perfectly on her and showed off her curves. She starts walking towards me and when she is close enough she grabs my hand and pulls me into a kiss. Kissing her was magical and memorable every time it leaves me breathless and wanting her more in every single way. She then lets go of the kiss and I look into her dark brown deep eyes. I run a hand through her hair pulling it all back. She then giggles when I do that. I then creep my hand down to her ear and she giggles even more. I love that tickle spot on her. She then grabs my shirt pulling me into a kiss trying to make me stop. I then slip into the kiss and I stops tickling her. She purposely distracted me. I then pull away and shake my head at her.

Cody: I can't believe you, nice try Bailey, but that makes me want to get revenge even more.

I then go to tickle her again, but her reflexes are better. Her soft skin against my skin. The feeling of warmth whenever I look into those eyes and see that smile.

Bailey: Cody, don't do that. You know it makes me giggle.

Cody: And I love hearing your giggles.

Bailey: Don't do it.

Cody: Fine, I will do it later when we are on the trip and you least expect it.

Bailey: Then don't expect any special treats from me on the vacation.

Cody: What's your definition of special treats?

Bailey: Anything you want...

I then smile getting ideas...this is going to be good. She then smiles back and she nods. It's a bribe, but it's a great bribe. The best bribe.

Cody: Well, I don't usually agree with bribes, but this seems pretty good...

Bailey: Do we have a deal?

Cody: Yes, we do. Shake on it?

I say putting my hand out and she smiles and takes it. I then turn my head trying to hide my devious smile. I then starts tickling her ear and she laughs uncontrollably again. She said I had to stop tickling her on vacation, not now. She then tries to move out of the way, blocking my hand as best as she can, but her plan fails.

Bailey: Cody, stop!

Cody: Only if you say that I am the best boyfriend you ever had and I'm smarter than you.

Bailey: I wont, it's not true.

Cody: Or is it?

I start tickling her more and more and giggles wont stop coming from her.

Bailey: Cody is the best boyfriend and smarter than me! Now stop!

I then do and I start laughing at her. She then slaps me on the shoulder and gives me a glare. I laugh more to her annoyance.

Bailey: If London didn't live on this floor only, people would be staring at us and pointing.

Cody: It would be worth it to hear you giggle, that giggle that is like music to my ears.

Bailey: Yes, and to me it's embarrassing when I am around other people, thank you for wanting to embarrass me.

Cody: You are very welcome.

Bailey: So, why did you come up?

Cody: Um...Yay me. London wanted help.

Bailey: Really? Your nose is crinkling, what's up?

Cody: I just wanted to talk to London, honestly that's all.

My nose didn't crinkle and she just nods.

Bailey: Okay, I'm going to go shopping for the trip, meet you in a little bit?

Cody: You can count on it. Love you.

Bailey: Love you too. Do you want me to grab you anything? High heels? Make up?

I then put down my head in embarrassment. She always has to get me back. I did deserve it though. I can't believe she saw those videos...then again she did see me dress up at a girl in my play...

Cody: You finally saw my secret shame that I hid from you.

Bailey: Well, I thought it was cute. You were so little, it was adorable. All the girls must of been fawning over you.

Cody: If they did, I didn't notice.

Bailey: Bet you were a stud back then like you are now.

Cody: Well, I'm your stud. Plus, you can't really blame me for dressing as a girl when the first time I met Bailey Pickett she was a guy.

Bailey: Well, I had good reasoning and-you were in a women's beauty pageant!

Cody: Yeah, to impress -

Bailey: To impress who? Did my Cody have a crush on a girl then?

Cody: Yeah, she was my first kiss, but I forgot her name...she may of been my first kiss, but all my other kisses are given to the girl I love so much.

Bailey: What girl is that?

Cody: You. Only you. No one else could compare to how much I love thee.

Bailey: Well, I gotta go my little Shakespear.

Cody: See you in a bit.

She then heads over to the elevator and goes down to the lobby. I then go over to London's door and I knock on it. London then opens it and I walk in.

Cody: What did she say? What happened?

I say and I shut the door behind me while London is just standing there wondering why I am going insane. I mean I need to know this, I have a right to know.

London: What are you blabbing about?

Cody: When you asked Bailey about the future us what did she say.

London: That you both have a lot on your plates.

Cody: So, she doesn't want me to propose...great.

London: Hey, can you blame her? Being stuck with you there whole life is horrifying.

Cody: Thanks...

I say sarcastically and I sit down on the coach trying to take everything in. I play with the engagement ring in my hands. The ring my grandmother gave me to use. My grandmother on my mothers side. She and my grandad have been married for sixty five years. I thought maybe it would give Bailey and I good luck. I mean, I thought we both could take that next step in our relationship. I thought all those moments we shared together was worth something. Something powerful and something we wouldn't be able to let go. I then kiss the ring in my hand praying that it would do something. Is it bad to want her to marry me? I mean we have been together six years and everything is going great, I want to put my mark on her. To show that she is mine and proudly call her my wife. I mean I know we are together and nothing could stop that, but I just wanted to have her in my life and to show the world how much I love her.

Cody: Are you sure she said that she has a lot on her plate already?

London: Yup, that's what she said.

Cody: I can't believe that, I thought what we have was going to only get better.

London: Well, it has been twenty years, I bet she got bored with you.

Cody: It's been six. Not even close to twenty. Hopefully this trip will make her feel what I'm feeling. Now I have to make sure it has to be perfect.

London: Well, you are a perfectionist and so is she...it's irritating.

Cody: I thought everything was going great...is she pretending?

London: I'm not Bailey.

Cody: How could I have been so stupid?

London: Well, it's not surprising, you are bad with women.

Cody: But I thought she was the one I got perfectly. The one who was meant for me.

London: Well, I guess it is coming to an end, your world is blowing up in flames.

Cody: No, I'm not going to let it. You think work and school got in the way of us?

London: Well, I am not Einstein and who cares about your life?

Cody: Thanks for the support. I'm going to -ah-go. Yeah...go.

London: Finally, two nerds out of my flawless hair.

I then smile at her and leave trying to be nice. I can't believe all of this. This is when the world starts crashing down on me. Everything is good one second and now it's not. I am an idiot. I need her to know that I love her though and I need to keep our bond. It's not over until I say it is and it's not. I am going to fight for what I believe in and I believe in us.