We decide to continue to lay on the couch and relax for a little while longer, and Ronnie begins absently playing with my hands.
"I don't want this to be a game anymore." Ronnie suddenly speaks, and my eyes dart to look at his face. "I mean," He pauses, and pinches the bridge of his nose frustratedly while he figures out the words he wants to use. "I like you Caitlin, a lot. And I want to know how you feel, and if it's the same about me." He looks at me again, "Do you want to go out with me and be my girlfriend? For real this time?"
I blink, surprised by his sincerity. He must take my silence for a no because he hangs his head a little before getting up, "I understand." He sighs.
"What? No!" I haul myself up from the couch and grasp his hands, 'You just caught me off guard, that's all." He looks back at me, eyes more hopeful again, "Nobody has ever really said anything like this to me before, wanted me like this before." I look down towards me feet while admitting this. I bite my bottom lip before looking back up, tilting my head to the side as I do so. "What I mean to say is, that yes. I would love to go out with you and be your girlfriend. For real this time."
His hands leave mine to grasp my cheeks gently, and he shifts, leaning in slightly. "Can I-"He bites his lip, in nervousness is.
"Can you what?" I smile softly, encouragingly at him to finish his question.
"Can I kiss you?" His voice is quiet as his eyes search my face.
In lieu of speaking I find myself tilting my chin upwards, closer to him, an invitation. My eyes flicker down towards his lips, and I feel my lips part slightly.
He still looks unsure, and his eyes settle on my lips, but he doesn't lean in more than a few inches. After a moment, I take the plunge myself and press my lips softly to his. He responds immediately and his lips move with mine, and he pulls me closer.
We pull back and I blush when my stomach growls, effectively ending the moment. Ronnie lets out a small laugh, "How about we go get something to eat?"
"Yeah..." I agree and we open the fridge, only to find that Laurel or Thea had taken the rest of the pizza. "Well, I guess we're going out. What do you want to get?"
"How about…" I pause, pretending to think about it, tapping my finger on my chin thoughtfully.
"Please say pizza, please say pizza." He says, jokingly chanting.
"hhhmmmm. Pizza?" I suggest., a teasing smirk on my lips.
"Yes!" He pumps his fist, in a celebratory manner and I can't help but laugh. "C'mon, let's go." I shake my head, rolling my eyes at him.
Ronnie opens the door as I grab my keys and purse. Following him, I lock the door behind us as we go. We go to Ferraro's and get the Sicilian pizza again. And surprise, surprise; Thea and Laurel came with our other friends too.
"Hey guys." Thea gives me a devilish smile, wagging her eyebrows at us suggestively.
"Thea." I greet, suppressing a groan at her antics.
"Hey guys." Jax high fives Ronnie and Hartley Rathaway shuffles behind him nervously.
"Hey Hartley." I greet the poor boy, not many people liked him. He is a bit stuck up and all, but he's had a rough life. I mean, his parents disowned him. He has a hard time with talking to people and can be a jerk.
"Hi Caitlin." He offers a small wave, and I can tell he's still surprised that I'm nice to him.
"Hartley." Cisco greets, trying to hide the disdain from his voice. Hartley and Cisco do not get along, Cisco's tried but Hartley has a way of nitpicking and the things he says to Cisco tend to come out pretty insulting. What makes it worse is that he usually means what he says and doesn't always have a good filter.
"Cisco." He gives a nod of greeting. "I see you've got yet another graphic tee. What is it with you and those shirts?" He quirks an eyebrow inquisitively and Cisco rolls his eyes.
"They're fun. You know, that thing where you like or enjoy something and it makes you happy? Yeah, that's fun." Cisco shoots back and I elbow him, "Cisco. Please be civil." I tell him in a hush voice. "I'm trying." He mutters darkly.
Glancing around I notice someone eyeing Cisco, biting her thumb as she watches him.
"Hey Cisco, looks like you've got an admirer." I tease, poking him in the arm.
"What?" He snorts, "Me? Have an admirer? No way."
"Over there. She's totally staring at you." I assure him, with a small nod of the head in her direction.
"Doubtful." He sighs, not even looking.
"You sure about that Cisco?" Ronnie asks, his arms still around my shoulders. "Looks like she's looking to me."
Cisco shakes his head, "Then both of you must have bad eyesight." In that moment, I make a decision and slide off my barstool.
"Where are you going?" he turns slowly, eyeing me suspiciously.
"To talk to her." I reply, slipping away before he can stop me.
"Hi." I smile as I greet her, sliding up and onto the seat across from her. "I'm Caitlin." I offer my hand to shake.
"Uh, Lisa." She smiles nervously, but shakes my hand anyways.
"So, Lisa. I can't help but see you looking at my friend." I start, titling my head to the side.
"Oh…" She pauses, "Am I that obvious?" Her brows furrow together slightly and she sighs. "He has a girlfriend, doesn't he?"
"Well, that depends on who I think you're looking at." I turn so I can see both her and them. "If you're looking at the guy with somewhat shaggy dark brown hair, and graphic t-shirt, then no. He does not have a girlfriend."
Lisa's eyes light up at my words and I can tell I've guessed correctly. "He doesn't?" She asks in disbelief and then gasps, "Do you think I have a chance?"
I grab her hands in mine, "I think so. How about you come over and say hi." We slide off our seats and I pull her with me. "His name is Cisco by the way." I whisper as we approach. I signal to Thea and Ronnie who spotted me to be quiet, and not say anything. I give her a thumbs up before sliding into my seat.
Biting her lip, Lisa taps him on the shoulder softly. "Um, hello." He turns around, looking confused, "Hello?"
"I'm Lisa." She introduces herself, smiling confidentially now and offering her hand.
"Cisco." He replies, almost breathlessly, as he shakes her hand. They stand there, staring at each other for a few seconds before she giggles, "You're cute." Which snaps him out of it and he blinks rapidly, releasing her hand.
"Uh, here." He jumps up and offers her his seat. "Have a seat."
"Oh, I couldn't take your seat."
"I insist." He waves it off, "I can go grab another chair if need be."
"Oh, alright. Thank you, Cisco." She is blushing slightly as she takes the seat.