Scouts help centre- A to kill a mockingbird fanfic

I looked through the small crack into Scouts room. She was lying contentedly on her bed reading. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door and walked into Scouts room. As I entered she jolted upwards before breathing in relief once she saw it is me. I sat on the bed and recoil slightly as she puts her arm round me. I don't want us to be anything more than friends . "Ummm... Scout, I need your help." "About what?" She asks staring at me curiously. I twiddle my thumbs. I don't really want to tell her but she's gotta know sometime. "I...I like Jem."I blurt out all in one go. "As in my brother Jem?" She says surprised and she leans closer to me as if it will help her work it out. "Yeah." "Your gay!" Scout exclaims so loudly that even the Radleys would have heard her. "Yes, that's why I came to you first. I haven't even told Atticus or Aunt Rachel yet." I say. "Also you know Jem better than anyone else and, well, I was hoping you'd help me find a good way to see if he likes me."

Scout thought for a moment before saying, "Take him for a walk in the fields. Then at a suitably romantic point confess and hope that he feels the same way" I took in what Scout had said and it seemed like a really good idea. I jumped up and ran out the door shouting "Thank you!"

"Why are we going for a walk Dill?" Jem asked as we set of down the little path to the forest. "You'll see." I reply smiling. We continue to walk in silence, admiring the beautiful trees above us and relished the sweet cries of the mockingbirds singing in the trees. The wind blew the hair from my face. Jem giggled as I was blown back by the wind like a softly bubbling stream. "Race you to the woods!"Jem calls as I run after him. I try my best to run but I know he will beat me. But I don't because the look on his face is priceless, his cheeks rosy with exhaustion. He jogs on a little and I try to grab his hand but then Jem slips in the mud and any thoughts of romance are gone. "Jem! You okay?" I say bending down to help him get up. Jem wipes the mud of as he tries to bite back tears. I rest my hand on his shoulder. "Shall... I kiss it better?" I whisper staring up at him. He nods and holds out his arm as he turns around. I stare up at him breathlessly. Pull yourself together, I think slowly kissing his hand. His skin is so soft for a village boy. Jem points to is elbow, I grin slightly, kissing it too my head dizzy with love. Jem faces me head on and points to his cheek. I stand on tiptoes, so close to him that his quick breathing warms my face. I kiss it softly and I close my eyes to relish the bliss. I stare up at Jem, gazing into his deep brown eyes. I feel as though I understand everything, life cannot get better than this. Jem points to his lips. I stare at him hesitantly. I've finally got my wish. I wrap my arms around his neck and nestle my head against his. It feels so right. Jem slides his arms under my shirt and around my waist. The warmth sends me to heaven and I look to face him. "I love you" "I love you too." Jems whispers into my ear. I bring my mouth up to his our lips millimetres apart. This is perfect. I close my eyes and kiss him and he kisses me back smiling at me.

Thanks Scout.