Our day was coming to an end, and Peter and I headed back to the hotel our class was staying at. Many others were just returning as well, all of us looking exhausted. This was for sure a great distraction and mini vacay, away from all the stressful stuff back home. Not getting into Stanford was crushing, but knowing I was accepted into Berkeley was still great news. And I promised Margot to keep an open mind of keeping my options open. But, getting away from home also meant getting away from those issues right now. Anyways, since I spent the whole day with Peter, I promised Chris we would hang and check out NYU. I heard it's a big campus, and I remembered applying here. I doubt I'd get in, plus it's extremely far from home.
Getting out of my thoughts, Peter walks me to my room. I show him how it looks inside, its roomy and looks cozy. We even have a small deck, giving off the nice city view. Chris hasn't come back yet, only meaning she's found a party, and will miss curfew.
"Well, you should get going. I'm going to go shower, and go to sleep" I tell Peter.
"Yeah." He pouts.
"What's wrong?" I say curiously.
"I mean, Chris isn't here.. I could stay." He says, thinking aloud.
"We're gonna get caught Kavinsky!" I scold him.
"We won't I promise. Pleaseeeee?" He grabs my hands, and gives me a puppy face.
"...Fine." I give in. He does a little victory dance, then grabs me by the waist, and throws me onto my side of the bed.
"Only until Chris comes back though!" I'm able to say, while catching my breath. He nods. We start gazing at each other, and before we know it, our lips collide. Peter begins kissing me slowly, and somehow managed to flip me around. He starts to explore, gently placing kisses on my neck, then comes back to my lips. His tongue searching for entrance, and I let him in. I moan, as our kiss intensifies. His hands wrap around my waist, and he slightly nudges his shaft between my legs. I start realizing where this is going. Peter and I have never had sex, and I don't know if i'm ready too yet. I mean, were old enough now, but i'm still not sure. We've never even see each other naked before. I quickly release from our make out session, sitting upwards. My eyes widening.
"What's wrong?" Peter asks me, concerned from my sudden reaction.
"Nothing, I just, uh, forgot that I was going to shower?" I say, making a quick excuse.
"Okay? I'm sorry, if I was going too far." Peter apologizes.
"Your weren't!" I say quickly.
Were in complete silence for a moment. Lara Jean don't turn him down, go for it! I tell myself. I take a deep breath. From there, I make the next biggest step in our relationship.
"Join me?" I say, almost whispering. Peter's eyes widen, knowing the bold step i'm taking.
"Are you sure?" He asks.
"Yeah, i'm sure." I smile gently.
He gets up from the bed, and walks behind me. We make our way towards the bathroom, and I turn around to give him another kiss. This was it. I, Lara Jean Covey, am about to take my first shower with Peter. Who knows what will lead from there. It's not a big deal. Just breath.