Car Trouble

Worrying too much

Jason's pov

We ended up sleeping in that field last night. I totally didn't expect to do that tonight. I hope her parents don't get mad. She's still asleep. I text her stepdad. "Hey, sorry we stayed out all night fell asleep." I hit send and not 3 seconds later, I get a reply saying, "get home now." Crap, they are mad. I wake her and am debating on kissing her like I told myself I'd do last night but I don't know how much trouble I'm in so we get back home and I'm holding her hand. That's as far as it goes. Her stepdad is in the front yard, smoking a cigarette. He doesn't look happy which only worries me more. Even though she's like 32 he's still overprotective. I bet when I have kids, I'll be the same way but until then, it's just plain annoying. He tells her to go inside. "So what'd y'all do last night?" He asks. "We didn't do anything if that's what you're thinking. All we did was eat dinner and go to the lake. We were gonna head back but we fell asleep. I haven't even kissed her yet." But I want to so bad! "Son, I'm not mad." He said with a laugh. "Y-You're not!" I gasp, surprised. He shakes his head. "I'm mad that ya haven't made a move yet. Don't let her get away." He says, lighting another cigarette. I'm shocked. That the first person that's told me to make a move on their kid! I'm speechless and probably look like an idiot. "Go get in there and make her yours." He says, nudging my shoulder. I nod and rush in the house. I'm glad it's okay to kiss her. I see her mom and her in the kitchen, making coffee. I'm so nervous especially with her mom right there. I'm gonna go for it anyway.

Miranda's pov

"Hey, what did he have to say?" I ask. "Oh nothin', we ain't in trouble either." He says. "You're blushing again." I say with a smile. He smirks too and looks away. Mom tries to hide her laughter by drinking coffee. "He did say one thing." He says, looking at me. "And what was that?" I ask. Instead of answering, he kisses me on the lips. In shock, I drop my mug, it shatters on the ground as I rest my hands on his arms which are around my waist. He breaks the kiss. "He said make you mine." He says. "Really, he said that." I mumble, choked up. He nods. "Did it work?" He asks. I smile. "I don't know, maybe you should try again." I say. He smiles and kisses me again just as passionately as the first time.

*later*

I can't believe me and Jason kissed like that. Right in front of my mom too. My parents went out tonight so we're all alone, cuddling on the couch in the dark, while a movie plays. We aren't paying attention to the movie though. "Kissin' you today felt great." He whispers, looking me in the eyes. "I loved it too." I whisper back. He kisses me again. "I wanted to that last night but I didn't want your parents to get mad." "You're the first guy I've ever dated to worry about my parents' opinions. The others could care less what they thought." I say. "So we're official now? We're dating?" He asks. "If you want to be." I say. "You know it babe." He whispers, kissing me again. His strong workin' man's hands wrapped around me. "So how much hay have you really bailed?" I ask. He raises a brow. "We ain't really talkin' about hay, are we?" He asks. "Yes. You know, worked all day bailin' some hay and stackin' it all up." I say, quoting the song take a little ride. "Well, I don't do much of that anymore since the music career skyrocketed but before, I would do that almost all day." He says, making me laugh. "You've definitely got the muscles to prove it." I say, resting a hand on his arm.

Jason's pov

At first, I thought she was talking about something else. The movie goes over so she just turns the TV off. "Too distracting." She mumbles. "I know somethin' that distracts me but it ain't the TV." I say. She smiles. "I love your smile. It's so cute." I kiss her again. She puts her arms around my neck as we make out. I pull her onto my lap. The kisses get really heated. Then she stops. "Before we take this further, you do have a condom right?" She asks, catching me off guard. I didn't know we were gonna take it that far. "I always come prepared but I didn't know we were taking it that far." I answer. "We might we might not. We'll see where the night takes us." She says. "And your parents won't be mad?" She stands up and laughs. "Jason, I'm a grown woman, I don't ask permission from my parents before I have sex!" She gasps. Of course I feel extremely stupid now. "Follow me." She says, taking my hand. We walk down some stairs. "This was my room when I lived here." She says. "Being the only child, mom wanted me to feel welcome coming home anytime. So she kept it the same way I had it when I left it." She says. "That's nice of her." She smiles at me again. "Do you wanna take it a step further?" I ask. "I don't know, do you?" This is confusing. I'm not sure if I should or not. She kisses me again and that turns into a very hot and very long make out session. I think she does wanna take it a step further. I certainly don't mind.

*the next day*

I wake up when I hear the front door close. Oh man, her parents! Will they be mad!? "Miranda! We're home!" They call. She opens her eyes. "Downstairs! Still tryin' to sleep!" She shouts back. "Ok." Luckily they don't come down here. "So they ain't gonna be mad?" I ask. She sits up. "No you're fine. Quit worrying." She says, hugging me. "Ok, if ya say there ain't nothin' to worry about, I'll stop worryin'." I say, kissing her forehead. "Hey, have you guys eaten anything?" Her mom calls. "Wait, she knows I'm down here?" She nods. "No, we're fine mom." She calls back to her. She gets up to get dressed. This is so weird. Her parents let her run wild. They don't really care what she does. I mean don't get me wrong, I ain't complaining. I just hope they aren't gonna flip. I get dressed too and she kisses me. "Ready to go upstairs?" She asks. "I'd rather stay in this bed with you all day but...." I flirt, letting my voice trail off. She smiles. "You enjoyed last night." She says, flirtatiously. "Definitely baby." I reply, kissing her again. She brushes her hair then we join her parents upstairs. Her mom is cooking breakfast with a smile on her face and her stepdad is watching the news while drinking a beer. How can they be so calm? I know if my parents caught me doing what we did in their house, they'd lay into me! Maybe I should just stop thinking about it.