Love Aint Always Pretty

Ergelkeria

Translation: stupidity

Origin: Basque

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SAVANNAH'S POV

I was woken up by the sound of my phone ringing. I didn't know I fell asleep crying last night? I reached for my phone and noticed that Tracy was calling me. I pulled myself up from the bed and day down. I pushed my hair off my face and answered her call.

"Good morning Savannah! Are you with Nick right now?"

"Y-yeah. Why?"

"I knew it. Why'd still have to ask." She laughs softly.

"You left the party with him? I was so worried, neither of you would answer my calls." She adds.

I smiled. "Sorry."

"It's alright. Just wish him a happy birthday for me."

My eyes widened. "Birthday?"

"Yeah. It's Nick's birthday today. Ohhh, I'm sure he didn't tell you. Anyways, he loves something that is with chocolate and he doesn't like butter."

I smiled.

Tracy yawns. "Gotta get some sleep now. Just got back from the dorm. Take care both of you."

"Alright. Thanks Trace. Have a good sleep." I hang up.

I stared at my phone and it was just five in the morning. Trace called way too damn early on a Sunday. I stepped out of my room and headed down the stairs. I noticed that Nick wasn't up yet so I marched to the kitchen and confirmed it that he's still asleep.

Even though I'm mad at him for mentioning Catherine last night while we were having sex, it's still his birthday today, how could I stay mad when it's his day? I guess when I'm too in love with someone, I can't seem to stay mad at him for over a long time cos I know I can't live without him.

That's why I always end up forgiving Nick even if it means that I'm allowing him to hurt me again.

I opened the fridge and there was nothing to make that is chocolate flavored. I don't know how to bake either. I don't know any chores but at least I gotta try. I started opening the top shelves and noticed that there were baking stuffs. I hurriedly grabbed a chair and reached for everything. I placed every single thing out on the table and started wishing that there were instructions.

Cupcake.

Yes, that's a lot simpler than a whole huge cake. I saw mom making some cupcakes before, I just hope I get to do it right. I started reading the package directions and followed every step carefully until I came up with the mixture. It wasn't that hard when it's already readymade. Good thing the label read as German chocolate, I hope Nick will love it and I hope I won't over-bake it. I started preheating the oven and filled the cupcake pan with the cupcake liners. I'm glad Nick has the stuff in here.

About twenty-two minutes of waiting for the cupcake to be baked, it was finally ready. I grabbed it out the oven and let it cool for a while. I gazed at my watch and it just turned quarter to six. I started placing the icing on top of the cupcake and sprinkled it with little red and white heart sprinkles. I was happy with what I made cos it looked like it was made by a pro. I placed small thin candles in between the top of the cupcakes.

I washed everything that I used and cleaned the kitchen off with the mess I made and I was already sweating at six in the morning but it was all okay. This was for the man I love. I placed everything back to where it was and once the kitchen was clean, I placed the cupcakes on a plate then grabbed the lighter as I headed up to Nick's room.

Knock knock knock...

No one answered the door. I tried again.

Knock knock knock knock... But louder this time.

It opens. Nick stands before me, wearing his white boxers alone while he was rubbing his eyes with his tousled hair. He still looked gloriously handsome even if he just woke up. He stared at the plateful of cupcakes then looked at me.

"Happy birthday." I say with a smile.

"How'd you.." He sighs. "Tracy, didn't she?"

I nod.

He looks at me and I'm sure he's still contemplating about what happened last night. He opens the door wider, telling me to come inside. I walked my way in and both of us headed to the bed. He sits right across me and his eyes were still locked with mine.

"You're not mad anymore?" He asked.

"Still mad." I quickly say. "If you were on my shoes and I said the names Channing or Aries out while I was fucking you, wouldn't you be offended by that?" I asked him.

He held the back of his neck.

"No. You don't need to answer that. I'm sure it won't hurt you the way it did to me last night." I say.

I started lighting up the candles of the cupcakes anyways and we were both quiet again.

"Where'd you get these cupcakes?" He asked.

I shyly smiled. "I... Made them."

"You did?" He asked with disbelief in his voice.

We're looking at each other now. I nod. All of a sudden he hugged me. Nick hugged me. Nick is hugging me. My heart loves it when he hugs me. I missed this. I missed how he'd hug or kiss me out of the blue. I hug him back a little quick and then pulled ourselves away.

"It looks ugly, I know. You don't have to tell me that, but hey... First timer." I say.

He smiled. "It's perfect Savannah."

up the plate to him. "Blow your

his candles and he was still smiling at me. "No one had ever made me a cake or cupcakes on my

about Catherine? I wanted

it away. I don't want to bring Catherine up on this marvelous Sunday morning that me and

eat

it. It's yours. If it tastes bad, blame the package

big bite. He's looking at me and I was waiting for any foul comments from him cos I'm sure

something already."

smiled. "It's perfectly

it good?"

Just like how you taste."

I blushed.

right now. Oh he's always killing me and I don't want to show him my sheepish smile. He tears the paper out then all of a sudden he placed the

"Taste it." He says.

I shake my head.

"Come on." He begs.

thanks. Too early for sweets

then you forced me to do this." Suddenly he gently pushed the cupcake to my mouth that made the icing stick on my lips. He laughs with his eyes almost closing as

as I hit

back of my hand but he holds it to stop. I know he's going to

me wipe it off

stare at him as a

on the plate. "There. Now come

look beautiful with a blue mustache on." He

out

laughs. "Sorry. Okay no more

mouth. His eyes were looking at my lips but I was looking at his eyes. I could feel his tongue slightly touching my lip as I watch

I really didn't mean to put my hands that close to his crotch, I swear. His tongue invading my entire inner mouth as I fight my tongue against his tongue. I moaned on his mouth as our

his forehead against my forehead. "Thank you for

lucky it's

me? I wanna make it up to

lower lip.

grabbed his towel while we walk together to the shower hand in hand. I started taking my clothes off from me and he's watching me as

to the shower and we stand inside the cubicle fully naked while he stands behind me. I started turning on the shower as I feel his hands grabbing my waist moving up while he kisses my neck as the water runs over

you're ready." He whispers

I smiled.

are

did you call

smirked as

of my right shoulder

Relax frat boy." I turn around

eyes looking right

I smiled.

ready for you

doing what I'm doing, but I'm just in love with

•••••

came back to the house and I have been waiting for him to get back home. He

did it have to pour?" He asks

off his wet shirt. I hurriedly gave him a dry shirt that I prepared once he gets back home. He wore it around him and then I gave him a cup of coffee that I made for him too. He placed the plastic

you?" I

out to buy this one for you." He pulls out a box

kind of ice cream." He stands from the

back at him.

opening the ice cream for us. "I promise you, it's really really good." He

me to taste it and it was really cute

I feel the sensuous taste from the ice cream. It was really pleasing to my palate.

Is. The. Best." I

you, this is the best ice

at him as I take another spoon of the vanilla ice cream from my cup.

thing I do. When I comb my hair, put my underwear

laughs. "You look so sexy putting deo

"Ha-ha. Whatever."

"I swear. It's

I look at him.

do is sexy." He

just hide my smile and take another spoonful of ice cream. He's smiling at me cos he knows

again about last night Savannah."

about last night."

happened. Let's forget you ever said her name while...

He exhales.

you always say lets just forget about it? It's hurting you, it hurt you last night. Why

keep talking about it, it'll hurt me even more. So let's act

to each other and I wouldn't want

and for every single time I hurt you." He

like you've grown tired of saying I'm sorry

making you think I'm okay about

really have to kneel

want to