The Death Of Me ✔️

confusticate

Confusticate
(v.) To perplex, or bewilder.

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Chapter 25
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                 I thought I wasn't ready to face the smirking faces of the boys when I go back to the table, but what greeted me was shocking. They were normal, talking like civilized people, but the topic was just so unexpected. Boob contouring.

"Girls really be stuffing their bra then drawing a fake cleavage to get our attention. If they just talked in an acceptable tone and be less complaining that would be more than enough. Why fake your body feature?" Shawn said. Aaron, who was sitting next to him, nodded his head thoughtfully.

I roll my eyes. Players of our school talking about how they don't like it when girls fake it is funny because they fall for the fakeness first and fast.

"Bro, I saw a video tutorial the other day. They put brown lipstick around and rub it with a blue egg and bam! Fake cleavage. But it looks so damn real." Justin said. Others listened to him attentively. "I wonder how many times I've fallen for that." He said, shaking his head.

I couldn't help but snort.

"Firstly, I kinda regret for always hanging out with boys. And second thing Justin, it's not a brown lipstick, it's called contour stick. Finally, you are the guys who fall for it each time. When a girl keeps it real, y'all don't really pay her much attention. But then walks in a girl with stuffed bra and contoured cleavage and bam! Everyone can see your small boner." I tell them.

"Woah! Small boner? I take offense and I'd love to prove you wrong." Aaron said and earned an eye roll from me while Shawn slapped the back of his head.

"All I'm gonna say is, cheers to the girls who do it on a daily basis because that shit is hard work. Boys don't even shower properly or daily and a girl puts so much effort and still is criticized." Ethan took a long chug from his beer. I followed his action but regretted it immediately. I was still not used to the taste of this weird drink.

Aaron decided to pay attention to his chicken wings. "I was just talking about drawing cleavage." Justin said.

But I couldn't pay attention to them. I was staring at mom and Gray. Something Gray said made mom giggle and lean to him. He looked down at her, smiling broadly. I couldn't help but smile.  He better keep her happy.

"Cute, aren't they?" Ethan asked. My eyes met Ethan's and we shared a knowing grin. It was indeed cute. I was truly happy for her, she deserved this.

"Juliana asked me to grab some more paper towels, anyone wanna help?" Shawn asked staring at me. I felt the heat rushing back to me cheeks as I looked away.

"Tara would love to." Aaron smirked. I rolled my eyes, paying him no attention. Do they really think I'm gonna jump on Shawn the moment we are alone? I'll have to prove them wrong. No matter how much I'd love to jump on him, I won't.

"Whatever." I mutter and stand up, without waiting for Shawn I start walking towards the kitchen. I opened a cabinet where I thought I'll find them and reach out. Paper towels weren't there.

I froze when I felt Shawn's warm hands on my waist. He caressed the lightly exposed skin over my denims. I tilted my head slightly to see him looking over my shoulder. He leaned closer so that my back was against him.

"Shawn?" I whisper. He hummed in response as he inched closer. His hands were roaming in their own, around my belly button, my tickle spot. I squirmed slightly and he breathed on my neck harshly. He got a hold of my waist and pulled me against his body.