fourty-one: the wrong time

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♫- Matter of time by Joshua Basset

Hero's Pov

I hope I'm good at acting cool because internally I'm freaking out.
Now I get how Jo was feeling at the first lunch at my mom's house but I have the double of weight since there is also her dad while she had just to meet my mom.

They aren't bad as I imagined.
I thought that maybe since Jo told me that they both were doctors they were that kind of people that stay very quiet, gives you glares and makes your life a hell but they aren't like that at all.
They are so talkative, they immediately made me feel accepted and they asked everything about me who out giving me the judging stare that I was expecting.

"Love are you sure?" Elizabeth, Josephine's mother asks caressing Jo's left shoulder.
"Yes mom. Go to sleep." Jo says rolling her eyes in front of the same quest made for the 100th time.
"Mrs Langford, we will never let you and your husband sleep on the couch." I say fixing the pillow on the couch and lying on it finally finding the right position.
"Elizabeth." she corrects me.
"I'm sorry, I have to practice." I say talking about how uncomfortable I feel calling them with their name and not wit Mr. or Mrs.
"Alright." Elizabeth says looking at her daughter and opening her arms and giving her a warm hug.
So I stand up again and walk to them.
"Good night son." Elizabeth says once she's free from Josephine's arms.
"Goodnight, Elizabeth." I say when I'm leane down and I'm in her arms.
Her scent reminds the first time that I met Jo, when we both were on the cold and wet ground.
She fell on me and I had her hair on my face and I immediately were an hostage of this kind of scent. I don't know what is this smell maybe the soap that her mom uses to wash the clothes  and the time jo and I met the clothes still had the Australian soap smell since she was in London from 2 days.

I step back from her and she smiles at me maybe because I called her Elizabeth.
She turns back and walks to our bedroom where Stephen is already sleeping.
I surround Jo's shoulders with my arm, not because we have to act normal in front of her parents but because I need to feel her warms under my touch.
"What are you doing?" she asks whispering.
"Acting normal." I say lying
"Now lean your head on my chest and hug me." I tell her hoping she will do it without hesitation.

She leans her head on my chest and slowly making her hands slide on the fabric of my shirt that is covering my torso and wraps it on t height of my hips.
I feel that feeling again. The butterflies on my stomach in front of the real physical contact after almost three weeks.

Her mom stops in front of the door and looks back at us maybe to check on us and Jo waves at her still hugging me with one hand.
Elizabeth smiles even more and then enters in the room.

I don't let the grip of my hand on her him immediately, not to make sure that she really is gone but because I'm not ready to let Josephine step away from me not this quick.
"Alright, their gone." she says taking my hand off her and immediately go to the other couch where she set her pillow and blanket.
She gets under the blanket and sets her up for an uncomfortable night.

I sit on the other couch where is my stuff and I stop for a second and I look at the distance between us. I start wondering myself how we got to reduce ourselves to this.
"Jo." I say.
"Mmm?" she says turned facing to the headboard and giving me the back.
"Jo." I repeat.
She immediately turns in my why with a look that could kill me if it could.
"What?!" she says impatient.
"We have to talk." I say placing my elbows on my knees.
"Not now." she says turning again and leaving her head on the pillow.
"No. Now." I say looking at her back.
"Knowing ourselves we will wake up the entire building." she says.
"We still have a balcony." I remember her.
She stands up with her torso and looks at me so annoyed.
"Alright then. Stand up." she says.
So I stand up and I see her taking her jacket and putting her shoes on.
When I'm about to open the sliding door she stops me.
"No, we're going for a car ride." she says throwing my car keys to me.

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