What's summer without love?
(Emily's POV) chapter 9
Our kiss felt like it was pulled right out of one of those summer love books. When we pulled away i whispered, "Your perfect." And we walked home.
We got home awhile later, still soaked. I heard our moms talking, and an unfamiliar voice. It sounded like a man.
Jake and I walked in and saw our moms and a man i didnt know...holding my mom's hand?! My mom jumped up, startled, and looked at us. Jake's mom grabbed 2 towels and threw them to us. As we wrapped ourselves up, Jakes mom observed our soaked clothes. "What happened to you guys?" She laughed. I explained before Jake could speak- "He threw me in the ocean." I giggled, looking up at Jake. He turned bright red and put one hand behind me, poking my back. I moved around trying not to laugh. Our moms looked at us weird.
"Guys, this is John.." My mom said, looking up at the tall man, "He's my...boyfriend.." She looked at me cautiously. Awkwarddddd... John broke the silence, holding out his hand. "Nice to meet you, I've heard good things about you!" he smiled, i shook his hand. "Nice to meet you..." I shot a look at my mom, and grabbed Jake's hand again. “I uhh- gotta go change..” I said quick, and walked upstairs. “Well that went better than I expected.” I heard my mom say. I went into my room with Jake and closed my door. “What, you want me to change with you?” He smirked. I breathed out slow and looked at the ground. I felt a catch in my throat.
“What’s wrong?” Jake asked, sounding concerned. “Mom said she would never date again..She’s going to get hurt..” I tried not to cry. Jake hugged me tight, pressing his lips into my hair. We stood there for a minute until Jake let go, “Lemme go change, I’ll be right back.” I changed too, and sat on my bed. I put my head in my hands and breathed deep. A couple minutes later I felt Jake’s hand on my neck. He laid on my bed next to me and pulled me down next to him. I curled up and buried my head into his chest. Jake flipped the TV on to a random movie.
I fell asleep for about an hour or so, and woke up to his perfect face, his steady breathing. He looked down at me and smiled alittle. “Feel better?” He asked. “Mhmmmmm..” I goaned sleepily. I got up to get a drink, Jake followed. I saw our moms reading magizines in the living room. I tried to be quiet so they wouldn’t see us. Unfortunately, my mom turned around and looked at me. “Emily, can I talk to you?” She asked quietly.
Jake put his hand on my shoulder and whispered “good luck” in my ear. I looked up at him and he walked away. My mom and I walked into the other room and sat on the couch. “Soo uhh..about John..”