Okay so…for this chapter…3 reviews…not bad…but still…what can you do? Oh well…this chapter is basically gonna be about Miley and Mitchel, but Eva, Cody, Emily and Jason still come into it! And you know what I just figured out? Cody Linley turns 18 this year! 18! I couldn't believe it. So in this story that makes him 21, but that's a little too old cos Eva is only 19, oh okay its not that bad, yeah he can be 21. Sorry, just had this urge to say that. Tell me if u think I should make Cody the same age!
I DON'T own Hannah Montana or Cody, Mitchel, Miley, ECT…
Or Pixie stix. Or Captain Obvious either, you'll have to read the chapter to find out what I mean! Haha lol I'm EVIL!!
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Oh, and Im trying out new styles of writing this out so if it looks crappy on the screen…sorry!
And…. ENJOY!!!
Emily's P.O.VIt had been a 3 weeks since Eva had her concert, and Miley's birthday was 4 days away. 4 DAYS! Can you believe that? And I still have NOTHING for her! Phew. It's okay Em. Calm down. Just relax and breathe. Eva on the other hand, she was happy as can be. Probably cos her boyfriend actually shows her public displays of affection! I mean, Jason's sweet and all, but would it kill him to kiss me? Man! Oh, and Miley, Hah! Well she's COMPLETELY happy with her relationship with Mitchel. She just hasn't told him how much she loves him. She says it will make the relationship 'complicated'. I told her, In Eva and Cody's case especially; it can make the relationship better. Oh, and were trying to convince Eva's parents to stay for a couple of more months. That's gonna be a BIG challenge. I'm gonna go see how she is actually.
Walking up to Eva's room, yes she had her own dressing room now, I was thinking about telling Mitchel how much Miley loves him. It's SO obvious he loves her too; he's just too much of a coward to do anything about it. Men. Hah! Mitchel, a man? Yeah right! More like adolescent donut! I knocked on the door. No answer. I knocked again. Still no answer. I decided to go in. I walked in and saw Eva and Cody involved in a MAJOR lip-locking session.
"Oh, My God!" I screamed, causing them to spring apart. "Sorry to interrupt, I just wanted to talk to Eva" I finished, shutting the door. Most awkward moment EVER!
"Emily, wait!" Eva yelled, walking out the door. "Sorry about that, what did you wanna talk about?" she asked, shutting the door behind her.
"Oh. I wanted to ask you a favour. I was hoping to get Mitchel to tell Miley how he REALLY feels for her birthday," I said, twirling my blonde hair around my finger.
"Sounds like a plan. Now how do we go about that? Hmm…let me think…Ahah! I have it!" she exclaimed, waving her hands in the air. "We have to get Cody!" she finished, dragging me into the dressing room.
"Cody-kins, We need your help" Eva screamed, walking into her dressing room. "We're gonna try and get Mitchel to tell Miley he loves her for her birthday!" she finished, jumping onto the couch.
"Oh really? And what makes you think I wanna help you? By the way, call me Cody-kins EVER again, and I will officially hate you" Cody replied, standing up. "And I already thought of a way to get him to say it. I just need a megaphone, a ship, the Pacific Ocean and the cover of nightfall, and then my plan will fall into place" He finished, laughing evilly.
"Okay so tell me again why you love him? I asked, looking at Eva strangely.
"Well, I guess cos he's SO strange, he makes my life interesting!" she replied, walking over to him and kissing him
"Okay, I'll just be outside, NOT sucking face with the freak!" I yelled, but all I got was a wave. "Oh, yeah. I can REALLY feel the friendship here!" I finished, walking out and slamming the door dramatically.
I walked down the hallway to Miley's room smirking to myself. 'Oh yeah, Im SUCH a good actress' I thought. I got to Miley's door, knocked, and hesitated to walk in. I usually just walk in, but I've had some bad luck with entering rooms at the moment. Before for example. I waited a second and heard, "Come in! But shut the door behind you! It's stinking hot outside!" Miley. Of Course.
"Okay Miss Drama queen! Calm down! I just wanted to ask your opinion of something!" I replied, walking in the door to see Miley in front of her mirror, applying lipgloss in a pink skirt, white tank top and pink wrap. I swear, this girl and pink, it's unbelievable! "Okay shoot" she said, moving over to the red couch and sitting on it, gesturing for me to join her. I sat down and began my story.
"Okay so I want Jason to kiss me but I'm scared that it will scare him away and I don't know what to do so I came to you. WHAT SHOULD I DO? HELP ME!" I yelled, starting to get nervous.
"Whoa. You're nervous! You NEVER get nervous! You really wanna kiss him don't you?" Miley asked, with me getting more and more nervous every second.
"Of course I do Captain Obvious!" I screamed, seeing Mitchel walk in the door.
'Hey! How ya'll doing? Hey Miley!" he said, kissing her on the cheek. 'Who's Captain Obvious?" he finished, joining us on the couch.
"Oh. Miley is, I was telling her about how much I wanna-wait why am I telling YOU this? You'll just go and tell everyone!" I replied.
"Hey! That was ONE time! And we were on a sugar rush anyway! Don't blame me! Blame the pixie stix!" he said, trying to defend him, but doing a REALLY bad job.
"Yeah, well all this is SO interesting but can we get back to Emily's plan please?"
Miley said, interrupting our argument on Pixie stix. "God. It always surprises me how you guys can get into arguments over the littlest thing! It's funny!" she finished, going into a laughing fit. At that exact moment, Mitchel decided that she was choking, so he picked her up, and began the Heimlich manoeuvre.
"Mitchel, I'm not choking! Put me down!" Miley screamed, trying to wriggle out of his grip. "Have you been working out or something? Your REALLY strong!" she finished, looking at him, impressed. "Oh, well, I HAVE been going to the gym lately" he replied, putting her down and flexing his muscles at her.
"Oh god! Mitchel, dude, put it away! Please!" Jason said, walking in the door. "Jason!" I screamed, a little too loud, causing him to run over to me. "What? What's wrong?" he asked, protectively, putting his arms around my shoulders, facing me towards Miley.
"God Em, he's a little protective isn't he?" she asked, walking to her mini fridge and getting out a juice. "One little comment and he's all over you. Wait. Bad mental image! Ewww!!!" she finished, putting her hand into her pocket, and pulling out a hair elastic, and tying her brown hair into a pony.
"Okay first of all, Ewww, and two, what kind of people do you think we are Miley?" Jason asked, looking at her strangely.
"Okaaay, changing the subject, what do you want for your birthday Mile?" I asked, trying to calm everyone down.
Miley's P.O.V"What do I want for my birthday?" That was a very good question. "I dunno. What do 18 year olds want for their birthday?" I asked, but in my head, I knew what I really wanted. I just want to tell Mitchel…oh who am I kidding? I can't tell him! I just cant! At least not yet.
"Miley? Hello? You there? We were asking you a question, and you zoned out!" Jason yelled, snapping me out of my fantasy.
"I know what she wants!" Mitchel yelled, running around the room, like an idiot, making all of us look at him.
"Oh really? And what DOES she want Mitchel?" asked Eva.
"I can't tell you" Mitchel replied, giving her a look like a 6 year old does when he hides your car keys. "If I told you, you might buy her a better present than mine!" he finished. "Besides, I'm not dumb enough to tell you when she's in the room, I mean I'm not gonna be all like, 'Hey guys! Look what I got my girlfriend for her birthday! And she's in the room!' That'd be just plain stupid!" he finished, walking over to me, sitting next to me and putting his arm around me. He leant forward and whispered to me:
"Hey, you wanna get out of here? I wanna show part one of your present"
"There's a part one? Ooh! Okay! Hey guys, were gonna get out of here okay?" I yelled, causing everyone to stop talking and looking at me. "What? I can't go out of the room with my own boyfriend and not have everyone give me dirty looks?" I finished.
"Oh, nah, go ahead! Just lemme talk to Mitchel for a second" Emily yelled, before pulling Mitchel aside.
Mitchel's P.O.V"Oh, nah, go ahead! Just lemme talk to Mitchel for a second" Emily yelled, before pulling me aside.
"What?" I asked, a little nervous that she might know what my plan was. Okay, I better go back to the beginning.
FlashbackI sat on the sand, waiting for Miley. She was fifteen Minutes late, but I didn't care. I was thinking. About 3 days ago, I asked her out. Finally. I thought she was like avoiding me lately. Especially after our date. After the date, I thought it went well. But unfortunately, I made the mistake of trying to kiss her at the end. She freaked out and said, "Okay, bye!" and ran inside. So I invited her to this place, hoping to get her to forget about it. I need a plan. Whoa. I just thought of one of her new songs, Nobody's Perfect. There's this part that matches this problem perfectly.
Sometimes I'm in a jam
I've gotta make a plan
It might be crazy
I'll do it anyway
That's what I have to do. Her birthday is like 2 weeks away. I have a little surprise planned. Well I was planning to tell her I love her. It's going to be an intense couple of weeks. Oh no. Here she comes.
"Hey Mitchel!" she yelled, walking towards me. There was a little gust of wind that blew, as she got closer to me, causing her hair to blow towards me. I got a scent of Vanilla Cherry flower stuff or something. Whatever it was, it was GOOD. Mmm. She smells good.
"Mmm, You smell good." Oh crap. I said it out loud. She laughed. I think it was a funny laugh. Hopefully, it wasn't one of those 'OMG you're a hair smelling freak" laugh.
"Well thanks. You don't smell half bad yourself!" she replied, hugging me till I couldn't breathe.
So, why'd you call me here anyways?"
"Uhh, you know, to talk" Liar. 'You're lying to yourself buddy. You do know that she can probably tell your lying, don't you?' my head said. 'Wanna make a bet?' I replied to it in my head. 'Okay! I do!'
"Liar. You never want to just 'talk.' What's up? Come on tell me!" she said, like she read my mind. She's good at that. 'I TOLD you!' my head yelled at me.
"Well, I just wanted to tell you, uhh, well, don't freak out." I started.
'FOUR!" a random screamed, as a Frisbee hit me on the head. Hard. Everything started to go black. I was wobbling around the place, and as I fell, Miley caught me.
"Oh my god! Mitchel! Are you okay? Ah! You're bleeding! Call an ambulance!" she screamed.
I fell, and muttered, "There goes my plan" at my self as the whole beach went blurry.
I woke up at her house, with an ice bag over my head. I was okay, just a scratch and a killer headache, but I never got to put my plan into action. Until now.
"Geez, Mr attitude! I was going to tell you that I know your plan" Emily said.
"Oh really? Then help me! Please!" I said, desperately.
"Okay donut boy, I'll help you. Gimme ten minutes. Take her to the beach. Anywhere, it doesn't matter" she replied, pushing me in the door.
"To the beach? Okay. Hey Miley, come on!" I yelled.
"Okay!" she replied, walking over and grabbing my hand.
"Wait, put this on" I commented, pulling a blindfold out of my pocket.
"Oohh! Okay! I love surprises!" Miley said, wrapping it around her head, excitedly. I KNEW She'd think the blindfold was good. I'm glad I didn't listen to Mason. He said it was stupid. I led her down the hallway and out into my car. ((AN// I have no idea if Mitchel really has a car, so if I'm wrong, bare with me!)) It was a black Jeep, with leather seats. It was what Cody and I called a 'Man Car." She sat down, and I started the car. Instantly, my radio started up and 30 Seconds To Mars came on. ((AN//Song Link In My Profile))
What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
what would you do? (Oh oh oh oh)
What if I fell to the floor
couldn't take all this anymore
what would you do, do, do?
Come, break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
what would you…
"Aahh! Make it stop!" Miley yelled, fumbling around with the radio, trying to turn it down, but was having trouble cos of the blindfold. I reached across, grabbed her hand, and turned down the volume.
"Oh, thanks" she said, blushing. "I had no idea you liked this type of music! Have you got some emotional issues your not telling me about?" she finished, turning her head to me and smiling.
"Oh Haha very funny. No, I just like to listen to loud music sometimes. It lets me get my anger out, for your information. And we're here, so stay there and I'll come get you" I finished, turning the car off and going around to her side. I opened her door, and led her down to my favourite spot on the beach.
"Now wait here, I forgot something in the car. And DON'T take that blindfold off!" I said, sitting her down on the sand
"Okay, father! Hurry up though. This things itchy!" she replied, itching the bridge of her nose. I ran to the car to get the picnic basket. That was part one of my plan. A romantic picnic. Emily greeted me at the car, and said,
"Oh, how cute! A picnic!"
"Yeah, whatever, now what's your 'genius plan'"? I asked. She whispered it in my ear.
"Wow. Okay. Let's do it!" I said.
Miley's P.O.V
'What's taking Mitchel so long?' I thought to myself. 'I wonder what he wanted to take me down here for?' my sub-conscious said to me. It's been talking to me a lot lately. Well actually since Mitchel asked me out. 'I have no idea. Wait, I hear footsteps!'
"Mitchel, is that you?" I asked, with caution, I mean, it's a little scary sitting here BLINDFOLDED in the middle of a public beach. Unless he took me to some secret hideaway thing. That'd be cool!
"Yep! The one and only!" I heard back, feeling his hands around my head.
"Okay, you ready? Close your eyes!" he finished, and I did what I was told. He pulled the blindfold off, and pronounced,
"And now Miss Miley Cyrus, the happiest place in the world! Open your eyes!"
I did, and saw we were near a little cave in a secluded part of the beach. He was right; it was the happiest place in the world.
"Oh Mitchel! How'd you find this place? It's beautiful!" I said, looking up at him. He sat down, and put his arm around my waist. I leant my head on his chest, and sighed.
"Oh, I just come here to think sometimes. It makes you feel as if nothing could ever go wrong" he replied, looking at the horizon, as the sun was just starting to set.
"I know what you mean. So, can you PLEASE tell me what you got me for my birthday?" I asked, pouting, hoping to break him down. It didn't work.
"Uh-uh! Don't give me that pout! It makes it REALLY hard not to tell you! Besides, can't you wait like 4 days?" he replied, looking at me with those chocolate brown eyes. I could just melt in them.
"Oh fine, be mean to me, Can't I just have a little clue?" I begged.
"Hmm, okay, just a little one though! But remember, there's like 5 presents anyway. The first one, is big, has brown hair, brown eyes, and is VERY cute" he finished, looking at me again, smiling.
"Okay wow 5 presents? Cool! Umm is it a dog? They're big and brown!" I asked, excitedly.
"Uhh no, guess again. And it has 2 legs" He replied, laughing a little.
"Hey! Don't laugh! Umm okay, lemme think! Is it…Orlando Bloom? He has brown hair!" I think I knew what it was; I just wanted to play with him a little.
"NO! It's NOT Orlando Bloom! Guess!" he said, getting agitated a little.
"Okay, it's you isn't it?" I asked, smiling bigger than before.
"Ding ding ding, we have a winner! You finally got it right!" he answered, smiling as big as me. He flipped his hair out of his eyes. Phew, I wanna kiss him SO bad right now!
"So do I get a prize for guessing correctly?" I asked, hoping he said yes.
"Well okay, hows this for a prize?" he said, as he began to lean in. he cupped my chin, and filled in the gap between our faces. It took a second to register in my head that he was actually kissing me.
He deepened the kiss, and put his arms around my waist. My arms flew to his neck wrapping them around it. Things were getting pretty heavy cos he pushed me down on the picnic blanket. He was on top of me when I parted my lips, slightly, feeling his tongue slipping into my mouth. We were like this for about 5 minutes and occasionally came up for air. I pulled away and said,
"Wow, maybe we should…"
"Shh." He replied and pushed be back down on the blanket. He pressed his lips against mine. Way to take charge Mitchel! I put one of my hands back on his neck, and the other one I put on the back of his head. I had a sudden urge to run my fingers through his hair. So I did. And once again, we were making out on the beach. Mitchel was kissing my neck and his hands were roaming over every inch of my body. Things were really getting pretty hot and heavy...
And then my cell phone rang.
At first, we ignored it.
Then it kept ringing. I sat up.
"Oh, Man! Do you HAVE to answer it? I mean come on!" Mitchel whinged, sitting up as well. He started fumbling around everywhere trying to find his blue shirt from our previous, ahem. 'Session' if you know what I mean.
"It's my Dad. I better answer it," I said, pulling my purple tank top down from my upper abdomen.
"Hi Daddy. What's wrong?" I ask into my pink cell phone, and trying to dodge Mitchel, who was drawing circles on my back. 'Stop it! he's gonna know!' I whispered to him.
"Oh, nothing's wrong bud, just wanted to tell you dinner's in an hour. Bring Mitchel if you want" he replies, sounding like he knew what we were just doing.
Mitchel had his chin on my neck and was making a line of kisses on my neck.
"Uhh okay then. -Giggle- See you soon Daddy. Anything else?" I ask, hoping that he doesn't try and give me 'the talk' over the phone. Mitchel was now nibbling my ear. "STOP IT NOW MITCHEL!" I yell at him, causing him and my dad to laugh.
" Yeah. Look. Your nearly 18…" he started. Oh no. Here it comes. " Do what you want. Just be careful okay? You know what I mean?" he finishes, sounding serious.
"Yes Dad. I know what you mean. Bye now!" I replied, just wanting to hang up.
"Bye Bud. Be careful now!" he screams as I hang up.
"Okay, he SO knew what we were doing just then. He tried to give me 'the talk' over the damn phone!" I yell.
"Okay, so what do we do now?" Mitchel replies, laying back down on the blanket, putting his arms around the back of his head, and smiling at me suggestively.
"Oh no, nuh uh! We might get caught!" I say, leaning down a little. He cupped my chin, drew me closer to me, kissed me lightly on the lips, and said,
"Okay. Let's just talk then" with a smile. I leant down and rested on his chest.
"Okay cool. So, umm what do you think of Jason and Emily?" I asked.
"Hmm, well, Jason looks like he'd never think of even kissing a girl, and Emily looks just a little too hyper or him you know?" he replied, hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something else, but was too scared.
"You were gonna say something else weren't you? I know it. Tell me, come on, let's have no secrets!" I said, looking up at him.
"Oh, nah, it was nothing. Just thinking about your birthday. Turning 18's a pretty big deal. You have any idea if you wanna have a party?" he asked, kissing the top of my head.
"I guess, but what about gate crashers and all that?" I asked, a little nervous. I wanted to have a party, but had NO idea how to plan one.
"Aww. Don't worry. I'll protect you! You have nothing to worry about okay?" Mitchel said, embracing me tightly.
"Thanks. We should really be getting back," I replied, sitting up properly.
Mitchel's P.O.V
"Oh, wait! I still have to show you something!" I said, hoping Emily got our plan sorted out soon. We were planning to write 'I love you Miley' in the sand and get her to read it.
"Oooh! Okay! Another present! Lemme at it!" she replied, excitedly. I picked up the blindfold again and began to cover her eyes again.
"The blindfold huh? Okay, lead the way Mr Musso!" So I did, and lead her to another secluded part of the beach. I saw Emily there and she gestured for us to go over.
"Do I show her now?" I whispered to Emily.
"Yep! Now!" she mouthed back. I walked her to the front of the message, and took the blindfold off. Emily quickly hid behind a bush.
"Okay. Don't be freaked out by this! Look down" I said, and she looked down. It took a minute for the message to register in her brain, then,
"OH MY GOD! MITCHEL! I love it! Aww! It's the sweetest thing EVER!" she screamed, before hugging all the air out of me. Whoa, she loves me back! I can't believe it!
"So I'll take it you love me too huh?" I asked, smiling big. She grabbed the sides of my face and kissed me. Pretty well, I must say too.
"I'll take that as a yes then" I said, putting my arm around her waist.
"Yes. I love you Mitchel. Does that clear things up?" she asked, putting her head on my shoulder.
"Mm-hm. certainly does. Come on. Let's get you home" I replied, walking to the picnic basket and packing everything up.
"Oh, Dad said you can come over for dinner if you want. And we still have like half an hour till we have to eat" she said, smiling at me sexily.
"Miley! I didn't know you were like that!" I exclaimed, laughing a little.
"Well there's a lot you don't know about me then! Come on!" she yelled, before pulling me to the car.
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We were sitting in my car, well I was sitting, at the moment Miley was sitting in my lap, and we were kissing passionately.
After that everything was a blur, but let's say, I know a LOT more about Miley than I did before we got in the car, if you catch my drift. At the moment, we were sitting in the car, with Miley leaning against me, sleeping. She looks beautiful when she's sleeping. Even though her hair is messed up, and her make up is everywhere, I still think she looks gorgeous.
I kissed the top of her head, and she began to stir. Her eyelids fluttered open, and when she saw where she was, she smiled.
"Hello sleepy head, have a nice nap?" I asked.
"Mmhm. Very good sleep. We didn't…well you know…do it did we?" she asked, sitting up.
"Uhh…yeah…we did. Why?" I replied, pushing her hair out of her face.
"Oh. No reason. We did use like, well, you know…" she said, blushing.
"Uhh, I think so, it was all happening so fast, I don't remember if we did. I think I had one in my wallet if like anything like this ever happened" I replied, getting nervous that I could've just got my own girlfriend pregnant 4 days before her 18th birthday.
"Check your wallet right now!" she yelled, angrily.
"Okay! Okay! I will!" I replied, reaching for my wallet out of my jeans that were currently somewhere in the back of the car. I picked it up, and nervously opened it. I gave out a sigh of relief when I saw that it wasn't in there. I showed her my empty wallet. Well it had like 15 bucks, my I.D and a picture of all of us at a party.
"Oh thank god! I was SO scared! At least Daddy will be proud" she said, relaxing.
"Your Dad? Huh?" I asked, confused. She giggles a little before saying,
"Oh, when he rang, he gave me the whole be safe! Use protection!" and I was like "Ewww! Yes Dad, I will Bye!" oh my god it was SO embarrassing, at least I can know I haven't lied to him now. Wait, what's the time?" she asked.
I looked at my watch. "Umm about 10 to Seven. Why?" I asked, looking at her again.
"Cos dinner's in like ten minutes, and if we walk in like this, I think my dad's gonna know" she commented, looking around for her tank top and shorts. I handed her tank top to her, which was on the steering wheel. Don't ask how it got there.
We got dressed, she fixed her hair and make up, and we started off to her house.
"So, What are we gonna tell people if they ask about well yeah…" Miley asked, looking down.
"Ask about what? Oh. OH! Umm I dunno. Emily's gonna know as soon as she looks at us. She's good like that" I replied, pulling into Miley's house.
"Ready?" she asked me, getting out of the car.
"Yep. Let's go" I replied, putting my arm around her waist as we walked into the house. Miley walked in the door, and was immediately attacked by 10-year-old Noah Lindsey.
"Miley! Your home! Hey Mitchel!" she yelled, jumping out of Miley's arms and into mine.
"Hey Noah! Lost any more teeth yet?" I asked.
"Yep! Only 3 more! Daddy! Miley's home!" she screamed, running into the kitchen. Billy Ray came out of the kitchen with Noah.
"Hey Mile. Mitchel" he said, smirking at me. I leant over to Miley and whispered,
"Oh yeah. He knows. He DEFINETLY knows." She giggled and said,
"So Daddy, whats for dinner?"
"Oh, Um Noah, Why don't you show Miley? I need to have a little talk with Mitchel here" he replied, pushing Miley and Noah into the kitchen. He walked over to me and smiled.
"Have fun with my daughter?" he asked. 'How am I supposed to answer that?' I thought to myself.
"Umm, uhh, well…" I started. He laughed a little and said,
"I'm jokin' with ya boy. Look, I have a pretty good idea about what you and my daughter did tonight, and I just wanna tell you that I'm glad it was you, and not some other random boy. Take care of her Mitch. Look after her, treat her right. If I find out you hurt my baby girl in ANY way, Look out, Kay?" he asked, warningly.
"Yes. Got it sir! And if you don't mind my asking, how'd you know?" I asked.
"Well remember when I was talking to Miley on the phone? That kinda gave it away" he replied, patting me on the shoulder. "Oh, and the fact that when you two came in the door, Miley was practically glowing like a firefly. That's usually a sign. Oh, and by the way, good on ya boy!" he finished, laughing.
"Uhh, thanks I guess" I replied, beginning to walk into the kitchen. I saw that Noah was there but not Miley.
"Where'd Miley go Noah?" I asked.
"Oh, she went to go change for dinner. She's in her room" she replied, swinging around in the chair at the bench.
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I walked upstairs to Miley's room, and saw her facing her closet in her underwear. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her stomach. I rested my chin on her neck and said,
"Your father just gave me the biggest talk. He knew SO bad."
"I told you didn't I? Now, help me pick something out to wear" she replied.
"Can't you just wear that? You look pretty hot you know," I said, kissing her neck.
"No. Now thanks to your little incident when I was on the phone on the beach, I have to wear a sweater! Look!" she replied, pointing to her right collarbone. A hickey.
"Did I do that?" I asked.
"Yeah. And my Daddy saw it too! It's a good thing its getting colder too!" she said, picking up a brown and purple striped sweater, and jeans.
She put them on and said,
"How do I look?"
"I liked your outfit before, but this is still nice. Come on," I replied, grabbing her hand, and pulling her down stairs.
"Wait, I need shoes!" she yelled.
"Don't worry, I'll keep you warm babe" I replied, hugging her.
"Okay, let's just have dinner" she said, walking down the stairs. "We can play afterwards" she finished, smiling at me and winking.
You gotta love being me sometimes.
Okay, so chapter four done. I know in chapter 3 this would be about Jason/Emily, but I just couldn't help myself! Now, REVIEW, and if I get a lot of reviews, I'll update like tomorrow or Friday…
Peace Out,
DD… Jamie.xx