Decisions

                Jacob sat on the front porch, waiting for Michael to pull into the driveway so he can come and open the passenger side door for me like the gentleman he is. Rushing to the side of the car, he swings the car door open and I greet him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, a kiss that he gladly returns.

                “She wasn’t too harsh, was she?” he whispers in my ear, worried about the conversation that he saw the beginning of before he left for his bus. Michael has  offered to drive him home, seeing that we are next door neighbors, but he refused, saying that he didn’t want my brothers to get sick of him being around. I had told him that it was fine, that my brothers really liked him being around, that he was the best boyfriend I have had so far, but he still refused the rides.

                “She started to yell but I asked her not to. I feel so bad lying to her like this.” I say as we walk into the house, heading to the library where we can sit together on the couch in front of the fireplace without having to worry about being interrupted by my brothers.

                “I’m so sorry. This is all my fault. I should have controlled myself. You… you just looked so beautiful standing there. God, I made such a mistake.” He whispered in my ear as we sat down, shaking his head back and forth in shame, showing the regret he feels and how angry he is at himself.

                “Jacob, it’s alright. Don’t worry. She was just suspicious and angry with me. It is fine, no worries honey. It’ll be alright.” I take his hand in mine and snuggle up to his side, trying to calm both of us down after our near exposure.

                “I just feel so bad that you are the one who got yelled at. It was my fault, not yours. I had no clue she liked me. All I could think of was you, of your beauty, of your irritation at Patrick. I know you don’t like to be yelled at. I’m the one who should have been yelled at, I’m the one who got us into this trouble. I’m so sorry.” His brown eyes were clouded, the regular charming smile disappearing from them with his anger at himself. I lean in and give him a kiss on the lips, telling him that I wasn’t yelled at him, that he didn’t need to be angry at me, that everything would be perfectly fine. “I just feel so horrible.”

                “Don’t worry about it, honey. Everything will be perfect. We just need to figure out what to do to hide us better. I mean, if you want to we can come out of hiding. We might have hell to pay but we can pay it together. It’ll all work out. I promise.” I rub his arm, trying to comfort him, trying to convince him that everything will be fine no matter what choice he makes.

                “Autumn, I just don’t know how you do it. You stay so calm, so in control of the situation and still find a way to make the people around you feel comfortable. I must have the most perfect girl in the world, the most beautiful, sympathetic, amazing girl in the world.” He wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer to me and giving me a big kiss, our lips causing us to become one.

                “Jacob, I just want my friends to be happy and you to hold me close like you are doing now.” I snuggle closer to his side, nuzzling his chin with my nose. “So what do you think we should do?”

                “I think we should lay low for awhile, try to avoid her attention. Maybe her crush will die away and we will be free to show our love for the world. I’ll stop doing what I did today in lab and we can cut back on our meetings in school. We can see each other all we want after school so it’ll be fine. We will be out of the woods soon.” He kisses my forehead, hugging me to his body just to be able to feel our closeness.

                “Are you sure that is what you want to do? If you want to come out of hiding it’ll be fine, everything will end up fine.” I say into his neck, telling him that he can do what he wants, that I will gladly take Angela’s anger if he wants us to come out of the closet.

                “I’m positive. It’ll be the best for both of us. Having Angela angry at us won’t help us with anything. Like you said, everything will be fine, everything will be perfect. It is probably just an infatuation. She will get over it soon.” He whispered into my hair, pulling it down from the bun I had tied it up in science class. “You’ll see. We both will.” For the rest of the night, we snuggle, holding each other tight, keeping each other warm.

Reviews

[Rose]

I lean in and give him a kiss on the lips, telling him that I wasn’t yelled at him, that he didn’t need to be angry at me, .... you forgot the by after at and before him :)) and why would he be angry at you???

[Moyo]

But what have we learned form romance stories? That nothing is ever fine. If everything was okay between the couple, then the story would be over. So, I have a feeling that everything won't be perfect or fine.