Her first time

Chapter fifty-nine.

Do I love him? I ask myself, but I already know the answer. I will do anything to keep this feeling and stay close to him. I can't be away from him. I just can't, and I know he can't be away from me either. We will always find a way back to each other, no matter what. It's almost like fate that we always end up together. "Rachel." A British voice says. I look into his green, beautifully sparkling eyes. "Yes," I say. "Shouldn't we get going?" He asks as he slides a tuft of hair behind my ear.

 I forgot, before the fight with my mother, we're gonna go to the mall to get some groceries and do some shopping. I'm not really in the mood for shopping right now, but I do have to get some groceries. "Yeah, sure. Let me change first." I say and smile at him. He hands me my brah and some yoga pants with a dirty grin on his face.  I blush a little but grab the bra and yoga pants. I give him a little smile. I feel his eyes on me while I change. Finally, in the car, I make a grocery list in my head. Justin laughs at me while I talk to myself about what to get and what I need. I can't help but laugh at his stupid jokes. I feel like we've made it to a good place. 

We ended up going to Target. As we walk down the aisle with chips and nuts, I see some women staring at Justin.  I can't help but notice she is way too old for him. I also feel a little jealous and quickly take his hand while he pushes the shopping cart.  When Justin sees the woman, he tenses immediately. She now walks over to us. Who is this beautiful woman? She looks nice. "What a coincidence." She says and gives us both a big smile. "Hello," Justin says to the woman. Do they know each other? I do recognise her smile, but I can't quite put my finger on it.  A handsome grey man walks up to us. Oh my god. 

It's Justin's dad, Richard." "Hon, look who I run into." She says as she pats his back. "Hello, Justin. Nice to see you again, Rachel." Justin is now more tense than he was a minute ago. I pray that this doesn't end like it did last time. "So this is Rachel, Logan talked so much about you. It's nice to finally meet you. My name is Allison."  She says, and then I know it. That's why I recognised her smile. Justin looks desperately at me, but I'm enjoying this moment. I wanted to meet Logan's mom for a while now. "What are you two doing for dinner tonight?" She asks, and I see the fear in Richard's eyes. 

The fear of rejection. I also see the fear and anger in Justin's eyes. But then, to my biggest surprise, he looks at me and says, "We hadn't made plans yet. What do you want?" I can't believe what he just asked me. Now I feel all the pressure on me. What should I do? I would love to have a home-cooked meal, but I'm afraid that Justin won't come. But maybe he will. I look at him hoping to get some sign so that I know what he wants. But he doesn't even blink at me. "Well, I would love a home-cooked meal," I say and look at Justin, he nods as if it's all right. 

"Really?" Allison says, "Yeah, what time should we be there?" Justin asks, and I can see the excitement in His dad's eyes. I don't know what happened between the two, but I can see he's trying to change, and he is doing the best he can. I know he loves his son, you can see that in his eyes. I can't describe how happy this makes me right now. After the fight with my mom, Justin and his dad became closer. Allison claps her hands together, and her smile is huge. She leans into Richards and takes his hands in hers. 

They are so cute together. I wonder when the wedding is. I can't remember Logan or Justin mentioning a date. "Well then Richard, honey, we do have to go. I will need some time in the kitchen now that they're coming. Rachel, I will prepare an Italian meal."  "Oh, you don't have to. I will eat anything," I say and smile. "You guys can come around 8 o'clock." Justin's dad says, and they make their way to leave. "Fine," Justin says with a harsh tone. "Great, will see you in a bit," Allison says and waves us goodbye. I clap my hands and smile at Justin. He then laughs at me for acting like a little girl, but I'm just so excited, I can't help myself.