10. That Awkward Moment when Your Boyfriend Kicks Your Dad
We arrived at my house at around 11:30, "Perfect timing baby," I said kissing his cheek. He nodded and got out to open my door," Thank you Kellin."
"You're quite welcome Lacy," he said as I got out. We walked to my doorsteps and he wrapped his arms around me. He kissed me passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck as the moon was shown in the sky ,the only light upon us. I loved how Kellin was tall enough so that I stood on my tiptoes when I kissed him. I pulled away and he pouted.
"You'll get more tomorrow Kelli," I giggled.
"Don't ever call me that!" He said firmly. I nodded. His fingers wiggled at my waist.
"Kellin don't," I said, but he didn't listen. He started to tickle me making me laugh very loudly. I heard the door open and my father stepped out. I giggled as he picked Kellin up and moved him from me. Kellin kicked him accidently.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry sir! I thought you were someone else!" He defended. My father was bent over and he put his hand up showing that it was okay. I had my hands over my mouth. I giggled quietly, "What are you giggling at? I just kicked your father!" Kellin yelled sounding little scared.
"It's just a little silly!" I said.
"WHAT?" They said together.
"I mean why would someone attack us in front of my house?" I laughed. Kellin looked at me like I was crazy and then took me in his arms and kissed my cheeks repeatedly.
"You. Are. A. Dork!" He said between the seconds his lips weren't connected with my cheeks.