They Won't Know

Hey, my pal typed this on my ipod, I thought it was awesome so I decided to make it a movella and continue it maybe. I have tons of movellas on my list right now though, so this definitely isn't first priority. Codename, then When Two Lines Meet, and then Our Little Secret, and then My Little Valentine(Which you don't know about until now(X)
Of course, Hailey's movella is really important to read to me so I am always busy with that. :D (LOVE IT! READ IT!)
Yeah. So there. About the story it is.(:


7. Chapter Seven

After sledding and a snowball fight, I get a text from my dad while Colton feeds me bites of the bagels he brought.

"Who's that?"

"My dad."

"Shit." I nod.

To: Dad

( I'll be home in like twenty minutes. )

( Hurry. )

( Don't tell me what to do. ) I lock my phone and Colton feeds me another bite.

"Soph! Colton!" Colton looks up and his face instantly lights up.

"Brit!" She is pulled into a hug.  I feel a tinge of jealousy. I brush it off like dirt on my shoulder and smile at her.


"Hey babe! Snow date? So cute!" I roll my eyes as Colton sits down next to me again, gripping my freezing hands in his, and keeping them warm.

"At four in the morning." I mumble.  Colton chuckles. 

"What are you doing out here anyway?" Asks Colton.

"I was walking to my grandmas, she called. But I saw Sophie's dad coming this way, and I saw you guys and followed you. So yeah, he's really close."  Colton jump up and pulls me with him.  We bolt to his house with Brit behind us before I can say a word. He slams the door. His mom looks at us in her robe.  I grin at Colton.

"Hi mom."

"What were you doing out so late?" He doesn't even turn around from looking out the window in the door, doesn't flinch. Like this is regular routine with him and his parents.

"You didn't tell your mother?!"

"Nope." I sigh as Brit giggles.

"It's fine, it's not your fault dear." Susan says with a pat on my shoulder. I smile at her and pull Colton to me.

"Apologize to your mother." He rolls his eyes.

"Come on So-"

"Now." Her eyebrows raise, surprised.

"I'm sorry I snuck out without telling you. It won't happen again." He goes to sit on the couch. His mom just stares at me.

"How did you do that!?"

"Do what?"

"I've been trying to get Colton to listen to me for his whole life."



After I grab a quick drink, I sit down on Colton's lap in the living room. Brit sits across from him, they were talking about something in our eighth period class. He lays his head on my shoulder and breaths softly.  I set my hands on his gently as he wraps them around my waist.

"Why are you guys so cute?!" I giggle at Brit's comment.  My phone buzzes. Colton looks over my shoulder as I read it.

From: Dad

( Home. Now ) I look at Colton. His eyes are wide.

"Do you think he found out?"

"It's possible." I whisper.  He gets a worried expression on his face.

( Why?! I still have ten minutes. You don't control my life. )

( I saw him. Home. Now. ) My eyes grow wide.

"Colton..." He reads it and hugs me closer to his chest."What if he doesn't let me see you agai-" He cuts me off.

"Don't say that. You can't give up on me now."


"No buts." I let a tear fall at the thought of losing him. I stand up and he follows, wrapping his arms around me. I cry into his chest silently as he makes soothing sounds. "Hey, shh."


I satnd in Colton's arms for at least ten minutes, on the corner.

"We are doing this together. I'm coming with you.

"No. As cute as that was, no."


"No Colton!"

"Just let me wait outside!" I think about it for a minute.

"Alright. Be quiet." We walk hand and hand to the front step. We stop and I look at him. He looks at me. He grabs my hand and I grab the other. He puts his forehead against mine and sighs. I breathe in his cologne. I love that smell.  Colton. All Colton. He trails kises down the side of my face. I sigh and he puts his nose against mine. He kisses me softly.

"I love you Colton."

"I love you too boo." He kisses me one last time. Then I let go of him, for what might be the last time. I wipe a tear and straighten my shoulders, walking through the door.


"Where is he?"


"The boy."

"Just left."

"Are you sure?" He pulls the blinds back. I hope he hid behind a bush or something.

"Positive." He sits down in front of me.

"Why do you have a boyfriend."

"Same reason you married mom. I love him and he loves me!"

"He doesn't love you! He's using you! He will break your heart!"

"No he won't!  I trust him with my heart, he won't break it. I trust him with my life."

"You're too young to have a boyfriend!"

"BULL SHIT!" I jump up and my chair goes flying My mom gasps and my dad just stares at the spot I was sitting. "I LOVE HIM! AND YOU CAN'T CHANGE THAT NO MATTER WHAT!"

"Watch me." He whispers. I scoff and stomp up the stairs to my room.  I look out the window. Colton is sitting in the tree right outside it.  I put my hand up to the glass as a few tears go down my cheeks.  He reaches out and puts his hand against mine. I pretend I can feel his fingers through the window, and take a deep breath. It's going to be okay. I look into his eyes. He taps his chin and then points up.

Keep your head up Soph.

I nod and walk back to the bed. I sit for an hour. Then a note slips through the door.

( Soph,

          You're grounded. Three weeks. You won't see him again. I'm telling your principal you can't see him. He will rearrange your schedual. If you are caught with that boy again, or if you have any contact with him, we will confront him personally. You will break up with him. Today. Now. ) At that point tears were rolling down my cheeks. No. I won't. He's mine. I'm his. We are us. There is no way.

"Now Sophie." My dad is standing in my door. "I'm watching and listening. Call him. Now." I sob and pull out my phone. I glance at Colton sitting on the tree by the window, glaring at my father. Then he pulls out his phone and looks at me.


"Hi Colton."

"Oh my god! Baby what's wrong?"

"Don't call me that." His face falls. I can't do this. I can't look him in the eye.


"I'm sorry Colton. This isn't working out." It's silent. I glance up at him. He's just shaking his head.

"What did I do wrong?" He asks. It's barely audible, almost a whisper. I can tell he is going to cry. I want to tell him nothing. That he was absolutely perfect. But I glance at my dad, who raises his eyebrows.

"It's not you."

"No, it's not. It's your dad, isn't it." ( There was an F word there, I don't like that stuff though, so if you want to pretend it's alright...Imma just take that out of my cousins version. haha! )

"It won't work. I'm sorry." I hand up. I sob uncontrollably into my pillow, refusing to look at the window, or my father. My dad pats my back. I push him away. "I HATE YOU! STAY AWAY FROM ME!"

"You'll thank me later." He walks out, leaving me to cry.

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