Surprise?

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Emily POV:

As soon as we landed back in Maine, Tatum and I both texted our parents to let them know that we arrived so that they could come pick us up. We then headed towards baggage claim to get our checked luggage's.

This time, Tatum let me wheel my own carry on, simply because I bribed her and said if she let me carry my own bags then she could hold my hand. We walked hand in hand with our luggages wheeling behind us and everything felt right.

"Have you um, told your parents about us?" I asked Tatum worriedly as we stopped at baggage claim. She just pressed her lips into a thin line and shook her head.

"No I haven't. I've been so caught up in the moment in the past month that I haven't even mentioned it. I mean my mom knows why I came to UConn and she knows that me and you are finally on speaking terms so she shouldn't be too shocked." Tatum explained.

"Okay." I said letting out a sigh. Tatum gave me a concerned look before dropping the handle of her bag and reaching for my hand so that both of my hands were resting in hers. She stood in front of me and looked at me with so much love and concern. I could tell that she was trying to see if I was okay.

"That was a heavy sigh. What's wrong?" She asked, giving my hands a reassuring squeeze.

"I haven't told my parents anything about you. I mentioned my breakup with Cam but they have no clue that you even came to UConn." I whispered as guilt seared through me.

When Tatum first came to UConn, I was so pissed at her that I refused to even give her the time of day. I tried my best to ignore her and to push her out of my heart but I've since realized that is impossible. You can't push someone out of your heart when they have your entire heart.

Tatum's parents know that she's still in love with me. She told them that she was coming to UConn to be with me. That must've been really hard for her to tell them and for them to hear. Choosing your college based on an ex that your still in love with isn't the smartest decision, but Tatum did it anyways and she was upfront with her family about why she was doing it.

Not me. I haven't been upfront with my parents about anything since Tatum got to UConn and that makes me feel awful.

"Emily it's okay." Tatum assured me, pulling me out of my spiraling thoughts. She had a sad smile on her face but I could tell that it wasn't because I didn't tell my parents about her, it was because she is still beating herself up over what she did to make me hate her.

"I get it, I do." She said with a sigh as she moved her hands away from mine and started rubbing her hands up and down my arms lovingly. "If I were you I don't know if I'd ever forgive me for the way that I broke your heart. I'm so incredibly sorry for how stupid I was and how-"

"Tatum shhh." I said cutting her off. Now I was the one stopping her from spiraling. I placed my hands on her cheeks and pulled her in for a soft kiss. When we pulled apart, I kept my hands on her face as we stared into each others eyes.

"I forgive you. For all of it. I'm not mad at you for any of it anymore. You coming to UConn and basing your entire future off of me more than proves that you aren't the same person who made all of those mistakes. We aren't kids anymore. We're both older now." I said.

Tatum still had a sad look in her eyes as she placed her hands over mine which still rested on the sides of her face. She gently rubbed her thumbs back and forth over the backs of my hands.

"How can you trust me not to hurt you again?" She whispered. "Because I can't trust myself not to fuck this up again."

"Because I know you Tatum. I've known you for years now and even though you have hurt me in the past, you never did it intentionally. And you've always been sorry for your mistakes. I trust you Tatum but more importantly, I love you. No relationship is perfect and I know for sure that ours hasn't been but no matter what I love you. No matter how many mistakes the two of us make I know that it's all going to be okay because nothing could ever make me stop loving you."

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