Imprinted

Emma was just a normal, average 16 year old girl bullied by her schoolmates. Something she wished would just stop, but has no courage to stop it. Derek is a jock, the star basketball player of Brentwood High School. Derek knows what he'll soon become, but just doesn't know when. Werewolves have been in his family for generations, and he knows he won't be able to stop it. He knows about imprinting, and knows he's just not ready for it. When he comes back to realization, he imprints on someone faster than he'd predicted. Emma.

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34. Chapter 34

I wake up early the next morning and yawn. I glance at the clock on my bedside table. 9:02? I check my phone and my face lights up. I had a text from Derek. I put the passcode in and unlock it. 'Good morning beautiful', it reads. I smile big. Instead of answering him back I decide to call him. The phone rings three times before he picks up. "Hey," I say. "Hey." "What are your plans for today?," I question. "I'm on my way to the gym for a little while." "Oh, okay." There's an awkward silence between us. I still wasn't used to having a boyfriend.. "Did you want to hang out today?," he asks. "Yeah, of course." "Alright, is it okay if I pick you up around 11:30? We could go see a movie or something." I light up once again. "Sure! I'd love to." "Great. I'll pick you up later then, baby."
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Derek's black Charger finally pulls up and I climb in the car. "Hey babe," he croons. Leaning over, he kisses me softly on the lips. Mmm. He smells like sweet cologne and Derek. "Are your parents home?," he frowns. "No, they both had to work today." "Oh." He pushes down on the gas petal and we're off down the street. What was wrong with him? He was quieter than usual. "Is everything okay..?" My voice was barely a whisper. Derek is silent for a few seconds and when we stop at a stoplight his bright brown orbs lock on my green. "Are you ashamed of me Emma?" My mouth falls open slightly. What? Why would I be ashamed of Derek? If anything, he should be ashamed of me. I'm nothing compared to him. "Derek, no. Of course not. No. Why would you ever think that?" He looks away from me and stares at something out his window. "When we were at the hospital, I was just your "friend." Have you not told your parents about us..?" I swallow. I was terrified to tell my parents about Derek.. They wouldn't except him. Maybe my mom, but not daddy.. "No.. But it's only because they're overprotective of me.. Well, my dad is. If he found out he'd be really mad and try to keep us apart.." I look down at my lap, trying to hide him from seeing my tears. He lifts up my chin. "So you're not ashamed of me..?" "Never in a million years Derek." I reach over and kiss him on the lips, all of our pain and worry mixing together into a passionate kiss. I felt myself relax and sigh as I sank into his warm kiss. I don't think I could ever get tired of this.. his lips.. Someone honks behind us and we quickly break apart and laugh. He was starting to become my everything. 

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