Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 38 - Don't we all do silly things when we're in love?

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, analyzing my entire fit for maybe the 10th time. I don't know why I was so nervous, anxious, sick, and flustered all at the same time, but I was and I hated it.

I stared at myself before I curled into a ball on the floor then grabbed Lee and screamed into his soft material. "What's wrong with me?" I questioned as I was on the verge of dying.

It was just a little hang out with Weston, just stargazing, and I was the one who agreed to going with him. Yet here I was on the ground curled up in a ball like a caterpillar while screaming into an innocent penguin.

I stared at Lee with desperate eyes, his beady black eyes just staring back at me like always. "What do I do Lee? I know I'm the one who agreed to this, but I feel so nervous" I whined to Lee. "My throat feels dry, my palm is itchy, and my stomach feels all weird and funny and I don't know why" I confessed to him before I buried my face back into his soft fabric.

Complaining to a stuffed toy wouldn't help, but it did feel relieving.

Lee would have continued listening to my pathetic whines if I hadn't been scared by my phone ringing.

I immediately rushed to my phone and reduced the volume. I didn't want my dad interrogating me again, because I knew earlier I just got lucky when my mom called. I knew this time, he would have the upper hand.

Looking down at my still ringing phone I realized it was Weston. I picked up before I brought the phone to my ear, letting out a 'hey' which was almost barely above a whisper.

"What's with the whispering? Did I... Call at a bad time?" He asked me.

I shock my head as if he could see me right now. "No, no. Sorry. Um, yeah, what's up? Are you already here?" I asked, leaning against my desk. There was a soft chuckle from his side of the phone.

"Look out your window"

I furrowed my brows before I pushed up straight and walked towards my window. Once I got closer I stuck my head out before feeling my heart race as Weston and I locked eyes. He leaned against his black BMW, smirking up at me before he brought his phone closer to his lips.

"Here I am" His deep voice made my ears flush a shade of pink as we both kept eye contact.

"Couldn't come in a car that doesn't scream, 'I'm a fucking millionaire?" I heard him gasp dramatically and bring his hand to his chest, squeezing it tight.

"And risk not being able to impress you. No, no, no, no. I will not settle for anything less when it comes to you" He declared, almost as if he was reading off a script. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his little act. I guess I couldn't complain since it wasn't everyday you get picked up by a BMW.

"Alright, 'Romeo" I air quoted, chuckling a bit.

"So, how are you going to get out?" He then asked, and the question hit me like a brick. Aside from having Weston signal me he was here without my dad knowing, I still hadn't figured out how I'd sneak out. There was no doubt if I went through the front door my dad would hear me, same as the back door. I cursed into the phone as I realized, my only way was through... The window. "So?" He snapped me out of my trance.

"I can't use the front or back doors. Those are off limits. My only option right now is the... Window" I muttered the last part as I looked down. I had jumped out the window once of course, but that was because my mom's garden broke my fall. But now that was ruined because of me, I had nothing to break my fall and would probably end up with a fractured leg, or worse.

Weston went silence as he turned away from me. He put his hand on his hip and looked like he was pondering before he then snapped out of whatever thought he was in and smiled widely back at me. "I can catch you!"