A/N: All I have to say about this is, enjoy.
Chapter 8
"Jonathan! Mother!" Amber dropped her backpack on the floor and ran straight to her room. She could feel the nervousness set in as it got closer and closer to 6pm. She felt queasy, and she almost wanted to cancel on him, but she knew she couldn't.
Sighing, she walked out of the room to see why Jon and her mother didn't answer her. The house was completely silent, but she didn't let that fool her like last time. She knocked on her mother's bedroom and didn't get an answer. "Dammit," she mumbled.
Amber looked at the clock and instantly panicked when she saw that it was 4:30, and she needed advice quickly and they weren't home. She groaned and decided she'd start getting ready in the meantime. If they weren't home before she had to leave, she had to just wing it and quite possibly embarrass herself.
"She's home," Jon mumbled as he stepped into the house. "How do you think she's acting?" he asked Mara, even though he already knew the answer. "Nervous?"
She shrugged and placed her purse on the counter. "I haven't had to deal with this at all. I think I'm nervous," she said with an awkward smile. "I don't want her to be hurt if this doesn't go well. At the same time, she's almost 18. Eventually she has to learn about heartbreak," she explained, sighing at the end. "If she's not home by at least 10:15, call me."
He nodded and snaked his arm around her shoulders. "She's a big girl, Mara; she'll be fine. Don't worry too much."
Amber came out of her room in an oversized t-shirt and practically screamed. "I need help immediately; any one of you."
Jon almost laughed at how her eyes looked; like she was desperate for help, even though her issue probably had something to do with her stupid date. "I can help if you want," he offered.
"Awesome," she said as she grabbed his hand and dragged him into the room and shut the door. She pushed him on the bed and grabbed a teddy bear off of the dresser. "I can't believe I'm about to ask you this, but who better than the sleaze ball himself."
"What is it?" He noticed that her face was flushed and she was pacing back and forth. He chalked it up to nervousness, and he didn't expect to be wrong.
"I… need you to explain, um… something." She sighed. She didn't know how to get the words out. The thought was in her head, she just… didn't know how to say it. Especially to him, since he'd probably make fun of her for asking a question that people her age should already know. "Okay, before I say this, I've done it before, but it was short and I barely remember it since I was like… twelve."
"I thought you said you never had sex before," he said as he looked at her with confusion.
"No, Jon. I'm not talking about sex. I'm talking about… Um…" She sighed and pressed her lips against her teddy bear. "I'm talking about that."
He snorted, which caused her to glare at him. He couldn't stop himself. It was too funny; having to teach someone his age to kiss. He couldn't believe how inexperienced she was. "Sit down, you pipsqueak," he said as he tapped the bed. She looked extremely attentive. It was hilarious to him, but he tried his hardest not to laugh at the whole thing. "Okay, first you like… lightly graze his lips," he said, and almost burst into laughter when he saw her demonstrating it on her teddy bear. "Yeah… um… like that."
"What else?" she asked like an eager kid.
He shrugged. He knew what to do, he just didn't get how to explain it properly. It was almost impossible. "Move your lips around? Use pressure?" he said, unsure on if she understood. He sighed when he realized that she wasn't demonstrating on her teddy bear. "Okay, just…" he grabbed the teddy bear out of her hands and threw it on the bed away from them then scooted closer to her.
"Jon, what are you—"
"Relax," he said, placing his finger on her lips. "Look, I don't know how to explain it, so I'm gonna do it, and hopefully you'll understand."
"But Jon, I—" He cut her off by placing a quick peck on her lips, and she could feel her heart racing; again.
"You talk way too much. Just relax." He lifted her chin up and put his face close to hers, to the point where he could feel her breath on his face. "Like I said, lightly graze your lips against his," he said as he demonstrated it on her. He could practically hear her heart pounding. He knew that it was somewhat wrong, but he wanted to help. That's the excuse he was going with. "Now um…" he sighed and applied pressure to her lips. They were soft and tasted like cinnamon. He could feel her doing the right movements, which was great, but it needed some work. He pulled away and rubbed her shoulder. "Relax, Amber. You're not opening your mouth enough." She nodded and went back in, applying the right amount of pressure and opening her mouth properly. He slipped his tongue in her mouth, startling her. She jumped a bit, but she didn't pull away. He grabbed her hands and placed one on the back of his head and one on his shoulder. He pulled away and smiled. "You're getting it, but you had your hands just… there. I like it when I'm being touched during the kiss."
"Jon… I don't know if we should do this," she said with a sigh. "Isn't this, you know… wrong?"
He scooted away and ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm not gonna force you to continue if you don't want to, so if you're done, then say it. You learned what you needed anyway."
She sighed and turned away from him. "Go," she simply said. "I have to get ready."
"I'm outside," Dirk said over the phone.
"I'm coming," she said, then hung up. "Shit!" she exclaimed as she scrambled to get her phone and her purse. Jon knocked on the door and then stepped in the room.
"Is he here?" he asked after noticing her looking all nervous again. He didn't go in there to talk about that, though. He wanted to apologize for kissing her. She was being distant, and he wanted her to go back to being the way she was before, and while he didn't regret it, since it was a nice kiss, he was still sorry.
"Yes, he's here. So, I'm about to go now." She brushed past him, and before he knew it, she was out of the door.
He stared at the door and sighed. He just hoped that she came back home in one piece so they could go back to normal.
