Ch 3: The DinnerA Chapter by Liz-z Aaron I hesitated knocking on the door,
pretty nervous, with butterflies in my stomachache and all, but I've secretly
always felt that around Jamie. "Coming," she yelled. I wasn't a
minute late, or a minute early. As she opened the door I noticed how more
attractive she looked each and every day. My heart pounded and my eyes widen.
"Too much?" she asked self conscious, but she was always like that,
even when we where little.
"Thank you, you don't look bad
yourself." I admitted. His hair was brushed, his sent was delicious, his
green shirt brought out his eyes, and his smile grew more and more to die for.
"Thanks for the flowers," I said putting them under my nose to
breathe. Aaron The last time I've been to her house
it seemed smaller. But I guess the last time I visit her mother and father
where their too. Now it was just the two of us, alone, in a three bedroom
house. She was breath taking, not saying
she wasn't before, but it's been a while since we last had this romantic type
of date. It really was perfect, everything. "So my friends where being very
snoopy about our relationship today," she admit reminiscing.
"It was kind of funny" "Same, Joey and Mitch,"
she started laughing and rolled her eyes. "Your friends are cool,"
she said twirling the pasta. "Yeah well so are yours." "It's not the same," she
shrugged. "How so?" I asked. Jamie shrugged again and wrinkled
her nose, " I mean, don't get me wrong, but I'm not the type of girl who
could only talk about the gossip all day long." "Yeah," I said agreeing.
"So how's Yearbook club going?" "Eh, its okay, I guess. I
joined for the wrong reasons, but I'm not stepping back. Besides my job is
photographer and semi editor, so it isn't that bad" she shrugged. Jamie Once dinner finished we snuggled in
the couch. "So what would you like to watch on this beautiful night?"
He asked while I started smiling. "Okay, homemade cookies, or
cold cookie dough ice cream?" asked. "Well lets have some of your
homemade cookies since you made them," I blushed while he said it and got
up to get them. Aaron I tried to focus on the movie but
couldn't. Her head was on my shoulder and my arms were wrapped around her
waist. I've been slowly brushing her hair with the my fingers. The small house,
compared to mine, fitted her personality: warm, gentle, adorable. I kissed the
top of her head but she didn't look up, still leaving me to my thoughts as I
was leaving hers to her. Jamie Trying to pay attention to the movie
was like trying to fly without any wings, almost impossible. I watched the
movie, so he won’t noticed and extended my right hand to touch his. I wanted
just to look at him, his eyes, and his face. I didn't want to just sit around
so I sat up and started kissing him. I couldn't help it. His hand was reaching for my back
while my hand was headed towards his face. The kisses started nice and slow,
but started heating up into passion in no time. His lips moved from my lips to
the top of my check bone, "I love you," he whispered in my ear while
kissing my check making his way back to my lips. I smiled while continuing to
kiss. "I do too," I said.
"Do, you want to..." I said hoping he'd get what I meant." Aaron Her face was looking towards the
stairs when I noticed she was inviting me up to her room. "Only if you
want to," I said still pretty confused. She nodded her head, "I want
too," Her attitude seemed assuring but her eyes seemed worried. I wanted
to do it badly, she was so amazing, and I did love her, I did. But I knew she wasn't
so sure, so I hoped she'll realize it. I knew if I didn't go up with her
she'd be upset, so I went up, hoping she'd changed her mind. Jamie
One hand was turning the knob to my
door and the other was joined by Aaron's hand. I wanted this to happen so once
the door was opened I turned and rapped my arms around his neck. This was going
to happen, tonight. © 2010 Liz-z |
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