The Witty Runaway

Chapter 5

I got out and raced around to open Rusty's door for her.
"Thank you." she smiled, taking her keys.
I grabbed her hand and stopped her in her tracks.
"What?" she asked, with a strange look.
I pushed her up against the car by her hips, and started kissing her.
She ran her hands through my hair, while mine held tightly to her hips.
She stopped kissing me and smiled, staying pinned against the car.
"What's that all about?"
I laughed, "You looked like you could use some cheering up.. And I just really wanted to kiss you."
"Well, lets go inside." she said, holding my hand and urging me to follow her.
So, I followed her to the door, wrapped my arms around her from the back while she unlocked the door to her aprtment.
I followed her into her cute little apartment.
She threw her coat on the counter and I did the same.
"Are you hungry?" she asked, running her fingers along the edge of the kitchen counter.
"How 'bout popcorn and cocoa with a movie?" 
"Whatever my baby wants." 
She began walking toward the cupboard.
"Noo."  I laughed, wrapping my arms around her from behind, and resting my head on her shoulder, "I can do it."
"You sure?" she asked, probably confused why I'm being so touchy tonight.
"Yeah, you go get the good blanket, and pick a movie."
"Fine." she said, pecking my lips before walking away.
I finished everything, and joined her under the blanket to watch 'The Breakfast Club'.
I pulled her close to me, and rested my head on her chest.
She looked down at me about five minutes into the movie.
"What?" I asked.
"I just don't understand why tonight you've been so touchy feely, it's just not you." she explained.
I put my head in her lap and looked at her, studying her expression before I answered..
""You needed it." 
She looked at me confused, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, you think I don't love you, and that I don't want the world to know we're together. 
You're wrong, Rusty. I want everyone to know you're mine, so people will stop hitting on you, because I 
love you so much, and I get crazy jealous. I'm not you, and I haven't been this close to someone ever. So, I'm not
ready for things you might be. But it scares me to think you would leave because I'm not ready for the next step." 
She had a sad smile on her face, and brushed a piece of hair from my face.
She slowly leaned down and kissed me, "I could never wanna leave you. You understand me, and it just bothers me that we can't be 
us to the world. But I would never leave because you're not ready to move to the next level. I'm happy with where we are now."
"Good." I smiled, sitting up and kissing her.
I started kissing her neck, and she giggled her famous giggle.
She rolled over onto her back and was leaning on the edge of the couch.
I placed myself between her legs and continued to kiss her. 
Just soft gently kisses trailed along her neck, and back to her lips.
I stopped, "I'm so glad you know how much I love you, because I couldn't imagine not doing this anymore." 
"Me neither." she said, pulling me back to her and kissing me.