With Love,

Earan Edwards; your 17 year old typical girl, had just moved back to her Texas small town from the Philippines to enter another journey, 'college life'. Her life honestly was a bit of a bumpy road; a long list of trial, let's just say. But suddenly, after her rough teen years, something lightens her. A weakness; A secret admirer. Extreme secret admirer. Months after the mystery , she realized she's possibly in love with this guy.. Not having a clue on who he is. Think about it, when it comes to the time where she finds out, what'll change?

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8. Irresistable

"Uhhh..."

I dropped my bottle of water.

"I just dropped some trash."
I picked it up, grabbing Sarah's arm with my free hand and running out of their room, straight to ours. 

"Oh. 
My.
Gosh!"
I said to myself, sliding down to the bottom of the door. 

I went to my bed, planking there; face down. 

"You know, Josh is going to find out."
Sarah said as if it really wasn't obvious. 

I just ignored her, falling straight asleep. 

The next morning, I woke up to the salty smell of bacon, eggs and hash browns. 

I came to realize, it was all right next to me. 
A small styrofoam take out box with the goodies inside with a small note on the top, reading 
"Good morning. How'd you sleep?"
and a smiley face ending it. 

I snook out of our bedroom, creeping into Josh and Dylan's. 
They were still sound asleep.

"What?!"
I questioned myself in shock. 

I pinched the skin on my arm a couple times to make sure I was dreaming.

But guess what, I wasn't. 

I raced down stairs to grab a fork, then devoured the food before anyone else in the house would wake up and notice. 

After eating, I disposed the box in the outside garbage can and headed back in so I could go back to sleep.
It was only around 7 in the morning and I still felt heavy from the last night. 

The second time I awakened, it was nearly 11:40.

I went downstairs to see what was up with my crew.

I entered the living room, where they all seem to be there and watching Cartoon Network. 
It didn't surprise me a bit. 

"Morning."
Dylan shouted with his back faced towards me. I wonder how he even knew I was around.
Instead of joining them, I walked out the door to get the newspaper. I know my fellow aquatints wouldn't.
When I got to the mailbox, I saw there was more than just the newspaper. 
There was one envelope, it looked kind of like those old vintage ones. 
It was addressed to me, but didn't say who it was from. 
I folded it in half, and went back inside.

I got inside and slammed the paper down on the living room table.
"You guys, I'm just gonna take a real quick shower."
I didn't give them time to reply, I ran right up the stairs.
I entered my room, locking the door. 
I undressed myself, wrapping a towel around me. 
I sat on my bed, opening up the letter.

"Dear you,
(We both already know your name,  there's no need to put it.)
Anyways, hi.
I'd just like to say a couple things.
For starters, I've fallen deeply for you.. Even though I know your past and present. I still want you no matter what. 
Second, you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Every time I get to glance into them, I lose myself for a short moment.
And lastly, this is not the end. It's only the beginning, love.
You'll see what I mean.

With Love, 
X"

I couldn't even speak.
My heart pounded, but my sentiment was completely undetermined.
I just hid the letter in my underwear drawer and turned on the faucets.
As I washed my hair and body, I tried to wash out what just happened to me.
I couldn't though. This was tougher than I thought. 
First the take out, and then the letter.

I got out, going to my drawer for underwear. Then again, I saw the letter. 
I grabbed a pair and closed it shut. 
I then changed into a tshirt and some short-shorts, as usual. 
Afterwards I left, going back down to the living room. 
Josh and I met halfway.
"Hey Earan, did you eat your breakfast yet?"

So he was the one, I had thought so.
"So it was you?"
I asked.

"Who else would it be? Dylan?"
We both laughed, knowing Dylan would never do such a thing for me or anyone really. 

"I'm just gonna grab something from my room real quick."

"Alright, I'll meet you down."
I left him, going the rest of the way down and sitting with Sarah and Dylan down on the sofa. 

"Oh god, not shark week!"
I complained.
If there was anything I disliked, it was definitely shark week on Animal Planet.
I got up and went upstairs, I seriously could not stand it. 

Josh and I ran into each other again.
"Where are you going so quickly?"

"Away from Shark Week. Wanna join?"
I was hoping he'd say no so I could get some alone time. 

"Yeah sure!"
Yeah, I totally knew that would be his answer. 
He led me to his room. 
Oh boy.

"What do you wanna watch?"
He asked as he hopped on his bed. 
I sat on Dylan's bed. I didn't want to get so close to him again.
"You really want to watch what I feel like watching?"
I smirked at him, this would be good.

He flipped through the channels, seeing what else was on.
He listed,
"There's Full House, Gossip Girl, The Lion King, Die Hard, 21 Jump Stre-"

"This!"
I exclaimed when he hit '21 Jump Street'. 
It's one of my all time favorite movies. 

"Seriously? Man, I love this movie!"

"Great, it's just the beginni- Awh wait, commercials."

"Let's get some food."
He suggested.

We sprinted down stair to grab a bag of barbecue Lays, caramel popcorn and some Dr. Pepper.

We ran back to his room, the commercials were just about to end. 

"Perfect timing."
We chunked some pillows to the floor, laying there. 
I placed the food in between us, for space. 

When the end reached where Shmitt and Molly kissed, Josh just had to ask,
"What about our happy ending kiss?"

"Shut up!"
I giggled, pushing the side of his head. 

"Hey, I wasn't kidding."
He leaned in, but I moved back.
He gripped my shoulder which caused me to stay still.
Finally, I covered his lips with my hand.
"Save it for later."
I stood up, making my way to the door. 

"Earan, please."
Josh practically begged. 

"Josh, you've kissed twenty million girls. 
There's no need to kiss me."
I answered him, my voice filled with annoyance. 

I went straight to my room, leaving him in his. 
I always remembered the old Josh when I thought of Josh.
Though I'm thinking of this new him now.
No. 
I could not take this any longer. 
I marched right back to his door.

"Josh! ... Josh!"
I banged on this door. I was nervous, but I knew what I was doing. I might regret this one day, but not today.
"Yes?"
He asked, his tone made him seem a bit frightened. 
I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. 
Yes, I actually kissed Josh Nickleson. 
He was frozen for a second, probably weirded out that I just made the first move. I could've cared less though. 
He smiled as my lips were still pressed upon his, and held my waist, finally kissed me back. 
The beloved angel was kissing this weirdo. 
God, the sensation.. so indescribable. 
His lips were so soft and sweet, I was so hungry for them. 
I got every feeling in the book. 
I felt things I've never experienced in my entire life.
The butterflies, the tingles, the rush of heat; those were all molecule sized feelings compared to whatever I was feeling right now. 

I pulled away, running away into my room again. Throwing my face onto my pillow. 
I cannot believe I just did that. 
We weren't even boyfriend and girlfriend, we were only at that mutual understanding where we both know we have feelings for one another. 
He was completely out of my league, I mean COMPLETELY. 
You don't even know.
Only one question wandered my mind;
Why me? 
Dylan's told me a million times, but I'd like to hear a good explanation from Josh himself. 

"Earan?"
Josh knocked as he cracked open the door.

"Josh, I'm so so sorry! That was so stupid of me! Gah! I'm just really sorry!"

I apologized, still flipping out. I was so embarrassed, my face turned a bright strawberry red. 
"Hey, it's totally alright. I've been waiting for the time where I'd get to kiss those precious lips of yours. Actually, I was just afraid you were freaked out by me or something."

I thought about what he had just said. I analyzed the words carefully. I ignored his compliment, only thinking about his last few words. 
Freaked out? What?! No. Did he really just say that? 

"What the hell? Are you serious right now? You thought I was freaked out? You should be the one freaked out! I just pounded on your door and kissed you, like some sort of bipolar idiot."
My smart mouth spoke. 

He cupped his hands on my face,
"You're my bipolar idiot."
I wasn't too sure if that was to be an insult or a complement. 
I think it was kind of an insult. That's okay, I'm already use to those. Is that bad?
I dropped it. 
Our gazes locked.
God, those green eyes really get me. 
Mine were such a dull brown, almost black it was nothing compared to his. 
He pushed my cheeks together, causing me to make a weird duck or fish face against my will.
He chuckled, pecking my lips.

"Josh, can we talk?"
I shyly asked him, but it was now or never. I long for my answers.

"Of course we can."
He gave half smile, he seemed a little tense for some odd reason. 
His hand showed me the way to his bed, clearly I already knew where it was. 
I sat on it and leaned against the wall that his bed was pushed to. 
I bring my feet up so I could cross my legs. 
He too sat on his bed after closing the door. He turned me around so that we would be facing each other. 

"Alrighty,"
He started up, clapping his hands together. 
"What is it that you'd like to talk about?"

"Us."
I couldn't look him in the eyes when I said that, it seemed difficult to do. I felt, awkward.
Extremely awkward. 

"Okay, what about us?"
He scratched the back of his head, seeming torpid. 
I think that was the wrong thing to say, I only wanted to talk about him and his feelings for me. 
Never mind, I guess since that has to do with both of us, I chose the right word for the topic. 

"Wh-what is it that you feel for m-me, exactly?"
I was stupid enough to stutter.
I still kept looking down, just away from him. I was some how scared to make eye contact, even though those green eyes of his would be looking right into me if I did.

Heat finally decided to strike my body. 
My hands were getting sweaty and I began to tap my fingers on his legs while I wait for his reply. 

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