What's
summer without love?
(Emily's
POV) chapter 9
Our kiss felt like it was pulled right out
of one of those summer love books. When
we pulled away i whispered, "Your perfect." And we
walked home.
We got home awhile later, still soaked. I
heard our moms talking, and an unfamiliar voice. It sounded like
a man.
Jake and I walked in and saw our moms and a man i didnt
know...holding my
mom's hand?! My mom jumped up, startled,
and looked at us. Jake's mom grabbed 2 towels and
threw them to us. As we wrapped ourselves up, Jakes
mom observed our soaked clothes. "What happened to
you guys?" She laughed. I explained before Jake could
speak- "He threw me in the ocean." I giggled,
looking up at Jake. He turned bright red and put
one hand behind me, poking my back. I moved around trying not
to laugh. Our moms looked at us weird.
"Guys, this is John.." My mom said, looking
up at the tall man, "He's my...boyfriend.." She
looked at me
cautiously. Awkwarddddd... John
broke the silence, holding out his hand. "Nice to
meet you, I've heard good things about you!" he
smiled, i shook his hand. "Nice to meet you..." I shot a
look at my mom, and grabbed Jake's hand again. “I
uhh- gotta go change..” I said quick, and walked upstairs.
“Well that went better than I expected.” I heard my mom
say. I went into my room with Jake and closed my door. “What,
you want me to change with you?” He smirked. I breathed out
slow and looked at the ground. I felt a catch in my
throat.
“What’s wrong?” Jake asked, sounding concerned.
“Mom said she would never date again..She’s going to
get hurt..” I tried not to cry. Jake hugged me tight,
pressing his lips into my hair. We stood there for a minute until
Jake let go, “Lemme go change, I’ll be right
back.” I changed too, and sat on my bed. I put my
head in my hands and breathed deep. A couple minutes later I felt
Jake’s hand on my neck. He laid on my bed next to me and
pulled me down next to him. I curled up and buried my head into his
chest. Jake flipped the TV on to a random
movie.
I fell asleep for
about an hour or so, and woke up to his perfect face, his steady
breathing. He looked down at me and smiled alittle. “Feel
better?” He asked. “Mhmmmmm..” I goaned sleepily.
I got up to get a drink, Jake followed. I saw our moms reading
magizines in the living room. I tried to be quiet so they
wouldn’t see us. Unfortunately, my mom turned around and
looked at me. “Emily, can I talk to you?” She asked
quietly.
Jake put his hand on my
shoulder and whispered “good luck” in my ear. I looked
up at him and he walked away. My mom and I walked into the other
room and sat on the couch. “Soo uhh..about
John..”