Fiona POV
After leaving Immy's, I could tell she felt a little tense. I just slipped my hand in hers and we continue to walk to the bus stop. As we waited for the bus, I pulled her into a tight hug.
"Don't worry Immy. I'm not going anywhere. Neither Mike nor your mother will tear us apart. I promise." I whispered in her ear before letting her go.
She looked at me with drops of tears in her eyes. I put my soft hands on her cheeks and used my thumbs to whip away the tears. After that, I kissed her. When the bus came, we got on and about 4 minutes later, we got off and walked to my house.
When we walked in, Marco and Ellie were getting ready to leave. We went and put our stuff in my room and then walked out into the living room.
"Hey Marco and Ellie, where are you to off to?" Imogen asked curiously.
"An old friend of ours is throwing a party, so we won't be home tonight. Have a good night ladies." Marco smiled.
"Oh okay. Here are your keys. I had them made this morning during my free period." I handed them both of their keys and winked.
After they left, I went into the kitchen and started to cook dinner for Immy and me. I started to boil the water for the spaghetti and then took out a baking pan to start making garlic bread.
"Hey Fionz, can I go take a shower? I still have paint on me from when I was painting the sets for the play?" Immy asked me.
"Sure. Dinner won't be ready for a half hour." I gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks" Immy replied as she walked to the bathroom.
As I continue to make dinner, all I could think about was Immy being naked in my shower and how much I'd kill to join her. I just need to think of something else, like how to plan a special dinner before she gets out. Finally, the spaghetti is done along with the sauce and meatballs. All that's left is the garlic bread that's still baking.
All of a sudden, I heard my name being called along after the timer going off. I turned off the oven and headed toward the bathroom.
"Fiona!"
"Immy what is it?" I asked concerned as I stand outside the bathroom door.
The door opened and I saw Immy standing in a towel with nothing else on. I'm pretty sure I turned beet red.
"Ummmm...Immy your uhh.." Was all I got out before she put her finger on my lips gesturing for me to shut up.
"All day long, all I thought about was you being naked, touching me, and making passionate love to me. I thought a cold shower would calm down my thoughts, but it didn't." Immy whispered in a husky voice as she dropped her towel to the ground and pulled me into a kiss.
As I'm kissing the girl that I'm totally in love with, I couldn't help but think it was too soon to have sex. Believe me; I want to have sex with Imogen. I do, but not like this. I want it to be romantic and sexy.I pulled myself away from the kiss.
"Imogen, I love you. I do. It's just… I'm not ready to have sex with you yet," I blushed shyly.
"Oh," Immy said sadly, feeling like she's just been torn to shreds. I pulled her close to me and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"I want to Immy, I do. I just I think it's too soon and I want our first time to be special and romantic." I admitted.
Then I thought to myself 'What the hell Fiona? She wants to sleep with you and it's what you've been dreaming off for the past week. Why are you doing this?'
Immy just looked at me for a few moments and then smiled before kissing me again.
"You're right. Our first time should be special and romantic. Maybe it is too soon." Immy then walked to my bedroom to get dressed.
When she walked into the living room, I had everything set up: candle light, soft music and a cute little picnic dinner.
I walked over, placed my hand in hers, and walked her over to the blanket. As we sat down, I grabbed the sparkling cider and poured it into two wine glasses.
"Fionz, this looks amazing" Immy exclaimed excitedly and kissed me.
"Well, you're special to me and you should be treated like a queen, my princess."
We ate our dinner and for dessert, we had strawberry shortcake. After cleaning up the dishes we made, Immy and I cuddled on the couch and watched movies. We ended up falling asleep on the couch for about an hour or two.
After we woke up, we decided that maybe we should go lay in my bed and go back to sleep. So we got up and went toward my bedroom.
Halfway down the hall, Immy stopped and pulled me toward her. She placed her hand on my cheek and kissed me.
"I love you and tonight was amazing. I'm so happy to be able to call you mine." She gushed.
"Oh Immy! I love you too and I promise when we do finally have sex, it'll be well worth the wait." Then I pushed her gently against the wall and kissed her passionately.
When we stopped kissing, we walked the rest of the way to my bedroom, got changed, and jumped into bed.
Immy cuddled up in my arms and I felt complete. This is where I was meant to be and I'm with who I'm meant to be with. I shut my eyes and went to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning, Immy was not in bed with me. I looked around my room, but I couldn't find her anywhere.
As I went to get up from my bed, the door to my room opened.
"Morning! I was gonna make you breakfast and surprise you before you woke up, but you didn't have any eggs. So I ran to the Dot." Immy said breathlessly while she handed me a coffee cup.
"Aww Baby, you didn't have to get me breakfast." Though, I was happy that she did.
"Well, I didn't have to, but I wanted to because I am in love with you." Immy said as she down with the food.
"Blueberry waffles, my favorite."
I smiled and leaned over the tray and kiss Immy.
"Thank you. What a good way to wake up." I beamed as I took one of the forks and cut part of the waffle to take a bite.
After breakfast, I jumped in the shower. While washing my hair, I hear a beautiful song being sung. When I was done with my shower, I snuck out to see Immy sing.
I started to clap when she finished the song and she turned around.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Not long!" I laughed as I wrapped my arms around her.
We ended up skipping school and just hung out at my loft the whole day. It was nice to be able to talk to her all day and not have to see that jerk, Mike.