It's Too Late

Chapter 5

Emily's POV

"Hey, I'm so glad I didn't go to the wrong house. Your nose looks fine", Ross said. He was wearing light blue ripped jeans, a white t-shirt with black stripes, and his beat up old Converse.

"Yeah, thank god", I said laughing.

"Yeah, I'd feel really bad if I broke your nose even if it was broken you'd still look gorgeous", he said stepping closer.

"Thank you, should we go?", I asked before he could tell that I was blushing. He nodded and wrapped his arm around my waist leading me to his car. He opened the door for me and closed it when I got in. He ran to the driver's side of the car and drove to our secret date location.

"Am I allowed to ask where we're going?", I asked hoping he would tell me where we're going.

"Well, first we're going to drive around a little bit then I'll take you to a special place", he said.

"I feel like you're telling me so much but nothing at the same time", I laughed wishing he would tell me everything.

"Let's just say that I'm all yours tonight", he whispered turning on some light music. What does that mean?

"Why are we driving around?", I asked.

"It gives me a chance to find out some of your favorite things", he said, "like what's your favorite sandwich?"

"Peanut butter and jelly", I laughed, "Why does it matter?"

"Good, and it matters because that's what I made", he laughed. "Now what's your favorite drink?"

"The liquid kind", I laughed making him give me the 'that's not funny' look even though he was laughing as well.

"I'm serious", he said.

"I like anything that's not carbonated", I answered, "why?"

"You ask a lot of questions", he said.

"Look who's talking", I laughed.

"I'm asking because I forgot to pack drinks, and why don't you like carbonated drinks?", he asked.

"The fizziness hurts my tongue", I answered truthfully.

"I can honestly say that I've never heard that one before", he laughed pulling into a gas station. "You can stay here. I'll go get us drinks and a couple of other things that aren't carbonated."

Ross came out minutes later with two bags of goodies. He went around to the trunk of the car and put the stuff away. "Now off to our destination", he said pulling back out of the gas station and going to our secret location. Ross took us down a gravel road surrounded by trees.

"Is this where you're going to kill me?", I asked.

"Oh no, how did you find out?", he asked pretending to look shocked. After driving down the dirt road another ten miles, Ross parked the car. Where the hell are we? Ross got out and helped me out of the car.

"Can I ask why we're in the middle of nowhere?", I asked as Ross got a giant cooler and another bag out of the trunk. He closed it and carried the stuff over to me.

"Just come with me", he said grabbing my hand with his free hand. He lead me down a hill that showed a beautiful blue lake. There was a dock with a little boat, a diving board that was somewhat in the middle of the lake, and a paddle boat. It was so beautiful out here.

"What is this place?", I asked in awe.

"It's my uncle's lake. You like it?", he asked wrapping his arms around me from behind.

"It's beautiful", I whispered turning around still in his arms. He loosened his grip on me a little with his hands still on my waist.

"Not as beautiful as you", he whispered. "Please tell me you brought a swimsuit?" I nodded my head. "Okay, go put it on."

"Where exactly?", I asked not really seeing anywhere to change.

"I'll hold a towel in front of you. I promise I won't look", he said leaning his forehead against mine. I nodded grabbing my swimsuit out of my little bag. Ross grabbed a towel and held it in front of me as I changed. I did the same for him then he carried me out into the lake. Ross and I went on the diving board and jumped off together. Then we decided to have a contest to see who could out the farthest into the water. I won! I was standing in the water where it was only about three feet deep when Ross came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. When he did I got this weird feeling in my stomach.

"Did I ever tell you how good you look in that bikini?", he whispered resting his chin on my shoulder. His hot breath on my neck sent goose bumps throughout my body.

"Thank you", I whispered blushing . I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck. He rested his forehead on mine as I played with the short locks on the back of his head. He started leaning in until his stomach growled. I tried not to laugh, but I couldn't contain the giggles escaping my mouth. My laughing made Ross push me into the water. When I surfaced, I hopped onto his back, and he carried me to the shore where he then laid a blanket on the sand. We sat on the blanket, and Ross got the food out. When we got done eating, Ross turned on some music and Afire Love by Ed Sheeran was playing. Ross extended his hand to me, and we started slow dancing. I rested my head on his chest hearing his heart start to race. Ross al the sudden stopped dancing and pulled me super close to his body. There was no space between our bodies.

"You have no idea how bad I want to kiss you", he whispered touching his nose to mine.

"What's stopping you?", I whispered. He slightly pulled back to look at me then slowly crashed his lips on mine. I've never felt anything like this before. Kissing Ross made me feel like I was floating. It felt like we were the only people on the planet. He slowly but hesitantly pulled away smiling. I couldn't stop the smile from forming on my face, and I don't think Ross could either.

"I always knew there was something special about you", he whispered.

"Always? We've only known each other for two days", I said.

"I found you on Twitter and Instagram about a week before the concert. After I found you, I didn't want to risk loosing you so I followed you. I wanted to get to know you", he said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"That was you?", I asked now knowing why I got so many followers. "I kept getting a bunch of new followers, and I had no idea why", I laughed.

"Sorry about that. I didn't want to loose you", he said.

"Don't apologize. It's fine", I whispered.

"You really are perfect", he whispered.