Goodbye?

Once the door was closed, he put his hand around my waist. We begun to walk down the street, talking about people we both knew that went to my school. Then he said it.. The one name I was hoping to God I wouldn't hear.
Alex- "Do you know John?"
I stopped. Dead in my tracks and looked at him, eyes wide.
Me- "Phelps?"
Alex- "Yeah."
I filled with anger. I really did not like that kid.
Me- "Yeah. I don't like him.."
Alex- "Oh then I'm guessing we shouldn't go to his house?"
Me- "What?! He lives around here?!"
Alex- (Pointing across the street) "Yeah. He lives right there"
I just stared at him.. I was just filled with anger. I didn't know what to say, but I found something to.
Me- "No we really shouldn't go to his house. I don't get along with him and I don't want you to think I'm a b*itch."
He laughed and said, "Okay." We continued to walk down the street, him holding me. Suddenly my phone vibrated once again. I got a text message. I stopped to read it. Not thinking I opened it again. This time once I read "Justin Bieber:" I exited the message. Alex let me go. I looked up at him and didn't know what to say. I felt sadness welling inside me. Alex broke the silence by saying, "If you like Justin Bieber, then I like Megan Fox." All I could do was look away from his eyes. I really do not like her. I think she's over-rated. But I figured if I let that go, and could handle that, he wouldn't care about my liking Justin. So I looked up at him smiled and said, "Okay." We kissed. The happiness quickly returned to my body. Feeling his warm embrace and soft lift against mine made me feel like I was flying. After the kiss ended we continued  to walk down his street , hand-in-hand. As we reached a corner I scooted in closer, he put his arm around me. This was something I loved, that gave me the most amazing feelings inside me. When I looked around the corner I saw the gate.  I thought about my mom, how much she worried, and the fact she hadn't called. I told him that Imma call her.. She stopped calling and I'm getting worried. He just gave me a simple, "Okay." but I could hear the sadness in his voice. I looked up at him, I could feel the light breeze blowing my hair into my face. All i was able to say was, "I don't want to go." And we kissed. We stood there, body to body, chest to chest, kissing. After a few minutes we stopped and I just hugged him. He got the idea that I really wanted to stay, but knew I couldn't so he said, "I'll walk you to the gas station right next door. There we can call your mom." I agreed to it and we began to walk again, him holding me close as we walked. It just kept getting darker and darker, and the darker it got, the closer I wanted to be to him. As we approached the gas station I picked up my phone and called my mom. The feeling inside me was a bad one, thinking these are the last few minutes I would get to see him for Lord knows how long. As the phone rand he lifted my chin, oh so lightly, and kissed me. We continued to kiss, gently, with every ring. Out of nowhere "Hello?" my mom said through the phone. I parted our lips and said, "Mom, will.. will you come and get me." Just then we arrived at the gas station and stood on the front porch. Me still in him strong arms. "Where are you?" She asked, obviously frustrated. "At a gas station around the corner." After saying this, I knew that me leaving was real. So I looked up and kissed him. "How do you get there?" She replied. I gave her the directions and quickly said, "See you when you get here." and hung up. I hugged Alex tight, not wanting to let go, him doing the same. I looked up at him, him down at me, and we kissed. I could feel the passion, the intensity of it begin to rise because we knew this could be the last kiss we share together. Then I saw her... She looked angry beyond all belief. I pulled away from him before she could see, hating the feeling of his arms not being around me. When she pulled up my mom rolled down the window. I turned around, stood on my toes, and hugged Alex. As I did so he whispered in my ear, "Are you in trouble?" I quietly replied, "I hope not, I'll text you." The hug ended and I walked towards the car. My mom suddenly said, "Whose jacket is that?" "Oh it's his" I replied. "Give it back!" she yelled. "No, it's okay. She can barrow it." Alex butted in. "No, I don't want her keeping your jacket. She'll be grounded for awhile" she replied sternly. I unzipped the warm, good smelling jacket and walked back to him. I handed it to him, his hand touching mine. I looked up at him, eyes filled with sadness, and whispered, "Bye." I turned around and got in the car. Watching him as we drove off. I was scared of what was going to happen next.