Don't Do Anything I Wouldn't Do

We arrived at my house and walked into the living room greeted by an amazing scent coming from the kitchen. I walked in the kitchen to find my mom with Justin following close behind me. “Hey mom, what’s for dinner?” I asked. “Chicken Enchiladas.” she replied trying to use a Spanish accent. “Hello, Justin. How are you today?” my mom asked me when she walked over to the sink and washed her hands. “I’m great and how about you?” Justin asked. “I’m great.” my mother replied. We sat down at the dinner table and my mom served dinner. The enchiladas were delicious. Justin rolled up his sleeve to accidentally reveal a large dark purple bruise on his forearm.
“Oh, Justin what happened?” my mother asked being concerned. “Oh, um, my , uh, my surfboard hit my in the arm from a rough wave earlier. I hardly even felt it.” he lied. “Oh, it looks like it hurts.” she said. “I’m fine.” Justin assured her. We finished our food and I washed the dishes with Justin at my side helping me. “Hey mom, me and Justin are going to hang out up stairs.” I called to her after we were finished. We walked up the steps into my room. “So what do you want to do?” Justin asked. “I don’t know.” I replied. We sat on my bed and he looked at me. “I never thought in a million years that you would like me back.” I confessed.
“Oh really?” he asked. “Yeah, the only thing that I’m mad about is that I didn’t get my first kiss from you.” I said. Then he looked up at me. “I didn’t give you your first kiss, but I can give you your second, third and fourth and even more than that.” he replied smiling at me. “Do you think that we should tell Kelsey?” I asked. “If you want to. I don’t have a problem with people knowing that I’m dating the most beautiful and perfect girl in the world. “ he said smiling. “Well nobodies perfect, but thanks for the complement.” I added and laughed. He held my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. “Your perfect for me.” he said and kissed me slowly. I kissed him back passionately and wrapped my arms around his neck. He held me as close to him as I could get and he held me tightly. His lips were soft and I have to admit that he was an amazing kisser. With that thought our kiss was broken because of a knock at my door. I looked at him, smiled, then walked over to my door. I cracked it open enough to see my mom standing there.
“Yes mom?” I asked. “I just wanted to know if you and Justin wanted any peanut butter cookies.” she replied. “Uh, yeah. Sure. I don’t know how many we’ll eat so just put some on a plate. Thank you.” I said. She nodded her head and walked down the stairs. I shut my door and felt two arms wrap around my waist. Justin pulled me towards him and turned me around to face him. “What did she want?” Justin asked putting his hands in mine. “She’s bringing up some cookies.” I replied. “Ooo, what kind of cookies?” he asked curiously. “Peanut butter.” I said. “Yum.” he said back. We sat on my bed and watched tv for a bit. My mom knocked on the door again. I stood p and Justin looked at me. I went to walked over to me and grabbed my hand and pulled me into a light kiss. He let me go and I got the door. :Thanks mom.” I said as she handed me a plate of cookies. “You two are very quiet up here. What are you doing?” she asked. “I put in a movie so we are paying attention to that.” I responded. “Ok, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” she warned. “Mom!” I yelled back in embarrassment.
I laughed while I shut my door and brought the plate of cookies over to a table. I went to sit on the bed when Justin sat in my spot. I went to the opposite side of the bed ans again Justin moved to were I was going to sit. “I’ll sit on you.” I threatened. “That’s what im trying yo get you to do.” he said. Then he motioned for me to sit on his lap. I did as he wanted me to. He was really comfortable to lay on. We watched the movie 300, it was one of my favorite movies. I eventually ended up with my head laying on his chest and we ate all of my mom delicious cookies.
I glanced over at the clock and saw that it was eleven-thirty. “hey Justin what time do you have to be home?” I asked. “Why do you want me to leave?” he asked sarcastically. “Oh, no. I was asking because its eleven-thirty.” I said. “Oh, I don’t know, I’m content with just staying here with you. Do you want to go for a walk?” he asked. I was confused now. “It’s late.” I pointed out. “Yeah, I take a walked every night at mid-night, but I can go a little but early for you.” he explained sweetly. “Ok.” I replied. We went downstairs and snuck past my mom and Keith who were cuddled up on the couch watching TV. I slowly opened the door trying not to make a lot of noise. I was successful in sneaking out and I closed the door quietly after Justin was by my side.