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About a week had passed since the night Emma had been on the phone with her father. She still could not believe that her parents found out about Will, that she had left Carl for him, that she had been in love with him the whole time. Then again, she also knew that it probably hadn't been all that hard to figure out.
Emma sat at her desk finishing paperwork, counting down the mere seconds until the lunch bell would ring, until she would get to see Will for the first time that day. She was dying to see him, her heart fluttered like one of a giddy teenage schoolgirl every single time she saw him, and when they kissed, it was like being on cloud nine. It was amazing, the feeling of really being in love.
Finally the bell rang, causing Emma to jump out of her dreamy train of thought. She let out a small laugh as she could see through a giant crowd of students, Will running down the hallway in the very direction of her office. She had guessed that he had missed her and had been thinking about her just as much as she had him.
As she stood up, the door flew open, and before she could even process what was going on Will's lips were attached to hers. Her body automatically went weak, noticing this Will wrapped his arms around her waist. She pressed her lips firmly to his, wanting to stay just like this, forever. But she then quickly came to realize where they were standing.
"Will" she muttered pulling away.
He sighed, "I know, I know, windows" his forehead still pressed against hers.
Emma offered him an apologetic smile, she felt bad but they were also at work and if they got caught they would both be out of a job.
"So, he said taking her hand and sitting down, "spring vacation stats Friday, how would you feel about a little road trip?"
"That sounds great, she said with a glowing smile, "but where are you taking me?"
"That, my dear, would ruin the surprise"
"Come on Will; she whined "just tell me"
"No Emma" he told her firmly.
She pouted at him playfully, her eyes wide, hoping that this would do the trick, seeing as how it usually did.
He just rolled his eyes at her "Pout at me all you want, I am not giving in"
She then smiled coyly, leaning over her chair pressing her lips ever so gently to Will's, thinking that this would definitely do the trick. He grinned and kissed her back, tangling his hands in her curls. She moaned against his lips, this had to work; it was her last and only option, for now anyway.
"I said no" he breathed against her lips.
She sighed in utter frustration, "Fine, I give up"
"I knew you would" he laughed.
"You're lucky I love you" She argued.
"Very" he agreed.
/
Saturday morning, the start of spring vacation came; Emma was helping Will pack the car for their mysterious road trip. She had eventually given up on trying to find out where he was taking her; he didn't give in no matter what she tried. Besides, it would be kind of nice to be surprised for a change.
During their long adventurous car ride, they talked everything, from favorite things, songs for glee at nationals, their summer plans together, and they even sang most of the way. Will smiled to himself, this trip was going to be great, or so he hoped. A few hours into the drive, Will looked over beside him to find Emma fast asleep. She looked so relaxed and so peaceful, he watched as her lips curled into a smile, he could only wonder as he watched in complete awe, about all of the things she was dreaming of.
An hour or so later, Will pulled into the driveway of a simple small white house, the house of Emma's childhood.
"Emma, he whispered softly, "wake up" He nudged her gently, feeling slightly guilty for waking her from her dreamy state.
"Where are we?" she asked her eyes fluttering open.
"Look out your window" he said as he smiled at Emma's father, who he swore to god could be a Mellencamp look-a-like, cigarette and all.
Emma turned around, her face lighting up the very instant she saw her father.
"Daddy!" she squeaked, as she opened the car door and ran into his arms.
"Emma sweetheart, how are you?" he asked with a laugh.
"I'm great, it's so good to be back home" she answered excitedly.
John smiled, "And you must be Will" he said as he watched him coming up with their bags.
"Yes sir, I am" he replied, shaking John's hand, "It's great to finally meet you"
"Likewise" he agreed. "Helen, honey, they're here" he yelled.
"Mamma!" Emma giggled, running up to the house.
"Emma sweetie, you look beautiful" Helen said embracing her daughter.
Helen looked a lot like Susan Sarandon, with the same head of big red curls.
"You did a good job picking this one babe" she whispered to Emma looking back at Will.
"I know right?" she giggled as they walked into the house.
Will and John were still bringing bags out from the car.
"Mr. Pillsbury, I'd like to ask you something" Will said breaking the thick awkward silence between them.
"Let me stop you right there, he interrupted, "The answer is yes, but just promise me that you will never break her heart ever again"
"Never sir" Will promised.
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After they had seen where they'd be sleeping, Emma in her old bedroom, Will in the guestroom, It was time for dinner. Everything thing was going great, her parents asked how things were going and how they had gotten back together, which they told them the story of how it happened, they just left really big part out to say the least. Everything was going perfect, that was until Emma's dad knocked over a huge glass of milk.
Emma froze as the ice cold dairy drink hit her bare feet.
"Oh shit, Emma honey I'm so sorry" John said jumping up as guilt over took him.
Emma couldn't speak, she couldn't even breathe, she felt herself start to panic.
Will looked at her and took her hand. "Sweetie, it's okay we'll get you cleaned up, relax and start counting backwards from one-hundred".
"99….98..97..96" she muttered her eyes shut tight.
"I'll get the paper towels" John yelled walking across the kitchen.
As Will and John quickly ran to clean up the mess and trying their best to keep Emma from having a major panic attack, they didn't even notice as Helen silently got up and left the table, but that was the one thing that Emma did happen to notice.
"It's all clean" Will whispered in her ear once the mess was gone.
Without a single word, she slowly got up from the table and walked upstairs to her bedroom. The two men watched her walk away and shuttered as they heard the door shut with a loud hard slam.
"You go talk to Emma and I'll talk with Helen" John told Will.
Will nodded silently and left walking up the stairs to Emma's room. He knocked lightly and then entered. He walked in and shut the door behind him, the room was pitch back, the only light came from the soft bright glow of the moon peering from the window. His heart sank to the floor, as he saw her curled up in a ball on her bed. He lay down next to her, taking her in his arms as he placed sweet kisses to her face and whispered loving nothings into her ear. The sound of her muffled cries nearly broke his heart in two.
"It's okay, everything's okay" he whispered soothingly against shell of her ear.
"No it's not, my Mamma hates me" she sobbed burying her face in his chest.
Will sighed, "Honey she does not hate you, I think she just felt guilty because she doesn't know how to help you"
This statement only made her cry harder, so Will just held her close, deciding that it was best to just keep his mouth shut.
Emma cried in Will's arms until her body hurt, until she didn't have even a single tear left to lose. She took a long deep breath and finally relaxed in his strong embrace, just loving the feeling of his arms holding her, she would be content just staying with him like this, forever.
After a moment or two, she look up, starring deep into his beautiful eyes. Her heart literally melted, he was so sweet and beautiful, she loved him so much, sometimes she wondered how she possibly ever could have let him go. One thing was for sure, she was never going to make that mistake ever again.
"You know when I was a kid, I never snuck out" she whispered as as a-matter-of-fact.
"Not even once?'
She shook her head totally embarrassed.
"Well, let's have ourselves a little adventure then, shall we?' he asked with a devlish grin as he opened the window.
She just smiled widely at him, blushing wildly, her heart pounding.
Only he could get her to do something crazy like this and that was just one more of the many reasons as to why she loved him so much.
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