"I have to leave. My dad wont let me spend the night at "Christina's" again."
"You're right, but... I don't want you to leave," he has a sad expression.
"I don't want to leave either, but really I have to... just put your number in my phone and we can talk. We'll see each other on Monday," Josh puts his hand to my face. I hold it there and we look at each other.
"Okay. Go get your phone," he lets his hand drop and I go upstairs to the bedroom I stayed in. I might as well get changed too. I run into Josh's room, grab my dress, and run back to the guest room. I take off the sweatpants. I let them fall to the floor just as I here something at the door. "Wow. I was not expecting that," he raises his eyebrows. The shirt comes down just far enough to cover my underwear. Thank god.
"Get out of here," I groan.
"Whatever you say," he coos and walks out of the room. I run to the door and shut it. I undress and dress quickly. I walk out to Josh, but I feel weird now. He saw me in my underwear. I hand him my phone and he types the number in. "Oh its fine Kara, you weren't naked."
"I don't care," I snap. I take my phone and look at the number. 513-603-7495 is right beside the name Josh Campbree.
"Do you still want me to take you home?"
"Duh. I'm not mad at you in particular. I'm just... I don't know... I just feel weird," I blush at the thought.
"I don't understand you Kara. You are too self conscious. What do you think if I see you in less clothes, then maybe I wont like you?" he rolls his eyes.
"Come on... lets get you home."
"Okay," he grabs my hand and we walk out of the house, and to his gorgeous car. "Okay, so which way?"
"Turn right here."
"What do you think about us going on a date tomorrow?"
"Depends where we're going," I smile, jokingly.
"How about... we go out to eat... at a mystery 'place.' And don't ask cause I'm not telling you where," he returns my smile.
"Really... you know I hate surprises," I groan.
"Yep, where now," we are at another stop sign.
"Right, next stop sign a left. I didn't know you lived in town."
"So then its a deal. Lunch tomorrow?" he asks.
"Yes, but I don't know what I'm going to tell my dad," I purse my lips. Shoot! What if my dad sees Josh's car? He knows what Christina's looks like, and this looks nothing like her car.
"Well when are going to tell him about us."
"Not yet. I'll tell him on Monday. I'll say we switched seats and I ended up by you and that we talked, and that I like you," I shrug. I cant tell him that I spent the night at a boys house. He'll kill me.
"Where is your mom?" the question catches me off guard. I haven't thought about telling him.
"My mom goes on business trips a lot, like your parents. She's a designer."
"Do you like her?"
"Josh! Of course I like her! She's my mom. I just try not to think about her while she is gone or else I miss her too much."
"Oh, what next?"
"Left, then 3618 is my mailbox number."
We drive down the road until we reach my house. He stops and I start to get out. He grabs my arm and pulls me to him. Our lips touch and his hand slides to my waist. I rest my arms on his shoulders. He sighs and lets me go.
"I love you," he whispers. I barely here him. His words shock me.
"I love you too," I am even more shocked by the words that come out of my mouth. Did I really just say that?!
"See ya tomorrow baby." he smiles.
"No... don't call me that," I shake my head.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
"Goodbye." I step out of the car and walk up the driveway to my door. I turn around and wave. He waves back. I turn around and open the door. I am almost knocked over from running into my dad.
"Who is that?"
"Uhhhh... a friend," I choke the words out.
"Oh really is that what people call friends these days?"
"Dad I really like him," I plead.
"You lied to me," his voice is angry.
"I didn't want you to get mad."
"No, I'm calling your mother to come and get you. That kid id nothing, but trouble and you will not be seeing him again. You will go with your mother."
"No! No I will not! You cant make me go anywhere. I wont go, I'll run away," I say too quickly. The words are jumbled together.
"Just go to your room. I'll figure out what I'm going to do," he sets his lips in a straight line.
I run up the stairs and don't look back. Why is he so mad? He is just a boy, that I happen to like. What is so bad about him, that I cant date him? I don't know, but I have to find out. I sit on my bed, thinking. What is my dad going to do? Call mom to come and take me away from here? I wont let that happen. I pull out my phone and text him. Hopefully he is home by now.
Hey... my dad saw us. He flipped out and I'm afraid he is going to send me away. I sit and wait for a response. I still don't understand. He is fine with me going to parties, but I cant date Josh? There has to be a deeper reason.
Great... I'm sorry.
Why are you sorry?
If I wouldn't have stayed then we never would have been caught.
Its fine, but I don't think I can go on a date tomorrow.
Yeah, I gotta go... my parents are home. I thought they weren't supposed to be home until tomorrow. I'll talk to you later. :)
Ttyl Love ya :)
I click the power button an throw it at my pillows. "Ughhhhhh!"
Why" Why cant everything just work out? Why does love have to be so strange? Nothing ever goes right in love. Nothing... I don't know these answers, but there is another question that I don't know the answer to that is much more important. Why is my dad so intent on me NOT dating Josh? That is something I have to figure out and soon.