Last First Kiss [ON HOLD//WRITER'S BLOCK]

Chapter 8

"Yeah. You guys didn't know?" I asked raising my eyebrow.

"I am not a player sis. I swear!" why is this such a big deal for Craig?

"Well, there's seriously nothing wrong with being a player Craig, as long as when you find the right girl, you stop." His dad, Edmund said with a little smile. "Right, Rita?" He added, kissing Rita on the cheek.

"Yes Edmund, because, you were like that.. Erin, dear, when Edmund met me, he stopped playing around with girls." Rita said.

"It was love at first sight." Edmund nodded.

I saw Craig covering his ears and mumbling 'la la la'. I also watched as Alexandra laughed alongside their parents sweetness. I sighed. The Dawsons are pretty cool, actually.

"Erin, why don't you call parents and you have a brother right? Call them so that you guys could have dinner with us. I've been waiting for twenty years. Too long, but I will finally meet my best friend again", Edmund said.

I frowned upon hearing parents. I couldn't blame them. They didn't know.

I felt an arm wrapped around me. "What's wrong, girl?" Alexandra asked, her eyes full of concern.

I sighed again. "Well, I only have daddy and my brother Jeremy. My mom died when I was four. But, don't mind me. I'm fine. I will call daddy.", I replied with a little smile.

"I am so sorry.", Edmund said, hugging me.

"It's alright."

I then dialed dad's number and told him to come over a certain place I'm in. The Dawson's Residence. I did not tell him who's who. I want to surprise him.

"Hello sweetie, what's up?" Dad said as he picked up.

"Uh hi dad. I want you to come over here. It's just a little gathering and I needed you and Jeremy." I said.

"Oh okay then. Tell me the address." he said.

"275 Hunter Lane."

"Okay. We will be right up."

30 minutes later, since my dad drives slowly but surely, a silver BMW pulled over near the curb just outside the gate. I looked over by the window as my dad checked out a piece of paper, probably making sure if he's in the right place. Jeremy also got out from the shotgun seat fixing his red hoodie and picking his pants up. Jeremy then rang the doorbell.

"Mr. Dawson, do you mind if I'll get the gate? I did not tell my dad that this is your home. I just wanted to surprise him." I said.

"Sure, you can get it sweetie. I am really excited to meet my old pal. But call me Edmund." he smiled.

I nodded with a smile plastered on my face and briskly headed to the gate.

"Hey daddy." I said kissing Dad's cheek.

"What? No 'hello' for me? I basically stopped playing Assassin's Creed because Dad forced me to come with him." Jeremy said whie crossing his arms.

"Ugh. Hi brother." I said sarcastically.

Jeremy smirked and I lead them inside. As soon as Dad saw who's who, I literally saw his jaw drop on the tiled floor.

"Welcome Samuel Carter Lawley." Edmund said with a smirk.

Dad also pulled off his grin. "Nice to see you again, Edmund Anthony Dawson."

The best friends then hugged, shook their hands, gave each other a high five and then pounded their fists. Their secret handshake, I guess. I giggled at the thought, but I stopped when I met Craig's eyes and smirked at me. I looked away and saw Jeremy talking to Alexandra. They are in the same grade and the same school as me and Craig's. I guess Jeremy has a thing for Alexandra.