Chapter 7
Piper's POV
It has been a month since we settled down at school and I've actually got a boyfriend! I looked down at mine and Jason's intertwined fingers. It felt so right, like I was meant for him. He looked at me and smiled. "You enjoying you ice cream?"
We were walking in some park. I thought of something. "You tell me!" I shoved the ice cream in his face. He stepped back a bit shocked but immediately grabbed my waist and spun me around. He put me down in front of him. I kissed his cheek. "Tastes really nice!" He wiped some ice cream off his cheek and put it on my face. "Jason!" We laughed and enjoyed the little moment.
I wiped the last bit of ice cream off his face as we lay down on the grass. I put my fingers through his hair. "Why?" I asked. He looked confused. "Why what?"
I smiled. "Why did you ask me, of all people, to go out with you? You can date Tiffany or Bianca or-" I was cut off by him kissing me softly on the lips. When he pulled away he looked into my eyes. "Because they wouldn't be you."
I lay in his arms and looked at the sky. Its funny how he had this effect on me.
At seven in the evening, he walked me to my apartment. My parents had gone to stay in England for a while, doing movie business and stuff like that. I walked up the steps and opened my front door. I put my bag on my kitchen counter and looked out the window. Jason wrapped hi arms around my waist. I felt his warmth on my cool arms.
I turned in his arms and started kissing him. It got more passionate and I felt him pulling me closer to his body.
We made our way to the couch and presumed the activity.
I woke to the sun streaming through my window. I felt someone slightly shift. I realised Jason was still sleeping, his arms wrapped around my waist. I got up and moved across the lounge floor. I retrieved my shirt and pulled it over my head. I saw Jason's shirt lying next to the couch.
I thought of the night. I hadn't expected it to end that way but I guess he didn't either. I made a cup of coffee and sat down on one of the kitchen stools, looking out my window and onto the scenery.
"Morning." I looked up to see Jason walking into the kitchen, shirtless. I got him some coffee and we sat in silence for a bit. "Do we tell anyone about it?" He asked. I looked up at him. I had been wondering the same thing. "I don't know. It was alright though, wasn't it? We're 18, nearly finished the last year."
I studied his expression. It went from confusion to thinking and ended with a smile forming. "I enjoyed last night. I always have a good time when I'm with you." He kissed my forehead. "I'm going to get dressed, we can talk to them on Monday, if you want." I contemplated this. "We can meet up with them today."
He shrugged and walked to the lounge.