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Chapter Twenty-Two

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"Y/n it is 10:00, you should get out." Clay says. I kick myself up so I'm standing. I take a look at him and he's wearing the same white dress shirt and black slack she was wearing earlier. His eyes wandered over my body with a smirk on his face.

 I splash water at him, but he's too far away to get hit by it. He just laughs and walks towards the edge.

 "How long have you been in here?" he asks, while putting his hands in his pockets. 

"Probably about two hours, I have no idea" I say while swimming around the pool. I hear his phone ring from the chair my stuff is on. 

"Are you going to get that?" I ask. He just shrugged his shoulders.

 "No, I'm tired of there bullshit" He says annoyed. 

"Come on it's been 2 hours you're going to turn into a raisin." He joked while sticking out his hand to help me out. The perfect plan comes into my mind as payback for looking at me like I was a piece of meat earlier. 

I swim over to grab his hand but when our hands interlock. I use all my strength and pull him in. I swam away laughing, not wanting to be close because I was sure he wouldn't be happy. I just pulled him into the pool fully clothed.

 "Y/n!" He yells. I look at him with fear in my eyes. Oh shit, this is how I die. He swims over to me, Trying to get away I swim, but Clay catches up and lifts me up, throwing me into the pool. I screamed as I was in the air plummeting into the water. 

I resurface and I meet with Clay full on laughing. I splash him and start laughing too. It's like this laugh is contagious. He splashes me back and I swim underwater pulling his legs out from under him he falls into the water splashing water everywhere in the process he gets up. 

"Truce." He says and holds onto my waist. I was frozen at his touch and looked into his eyes. They were staring back at me. He brought one hand up to my cheek cupping it. I look at him in confusion as he leans closer to me like he was going to kiss me. 

I didn't move when Clay was an inch away from my face, he moved his hands to my shoulder pushing me down into the water. I resurfaced.

 "Clay!" I yell while he doubles over wheezing like a tea kettle. 

"What is that laugh?" I ask, while a smile comes across my face from the absurd noise coming from Dream. He calms down but he's still smiling when he says. 

"Let's go in." I nod and get out of the pool walking over to the towel I set on the chair. I wrap the towel around me, drying myself off and grabbing my gun. Walking inside I go to my room Clay not far behind me. I get to my room and see Clay is at his. 

"Goodnight Y/n." He says opening his bedroom door.

 "Goodnight asshole." I say. He just chuckles and walks into his room and I do the same. I walk over to my bathroom thinking about what just happened. 

Did Dream almost kiss me? I also pulled him into a pool fully clothed and he wasn't mad. Maybe he isn't a monster that kills for fun. He is just a normal guy after all, just with a little more spice to his life, I would say. 

I turn on my shower so I can wash all this chlorine off me and my hair. While the water was warming up I strip my my swimsuit hanging it over the tub to dry. I felt the water and it was the right temperature so I hopped in, and used my body wash and shampoo to get the chlorine smell off me. I had fun swimming, maybe I should do that more often I thought to myself.

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