The Reasons Why I Need You

17. Almost Easily Whipped

      Jared isn't a hesitant kisser let me tell you that. After my lips were on his he immediately wrapped his arms around me. The way things could have been from the start were almost easy, but no. I had to of course make them complicated. But maybe complicating things with him were good, because without that I wouldn't know if he would be that patient with me.
      I pull away from him and look him straight in the eyes. I feel my cheeks burning and reddening even more each second. "How long were you waiting for that?"
     He chuckles before adding," A while. Was just trying to kiss me that hard?"
     "No. It was quite easy."
     "Well almost easy. It took you long enough to figure out you're into me."
    "Whatever," I say before laying my head on his shoulder. This whole time he hasn't let his arms fall from being wrapped around me. It's actually kind of nice.
     "Are we still doing prom?"
     "Duh," I say leaning my head back up. As I try to escape his arms so I can lightly punch him he only tightens his grip. Making it absolutely impossible for me to leave.
      "Not today, sweet- Emma."
      "It's okay to call me sweetheart."
      "Yes," he says like he's scored a touchdown or goal or whatever. I roll my eyes at him. To be honest, the reason why I didn't like him from the start is because I was scared. Scared to end up really liking him and that he was going to change me. I mean he did bring me out of my shell but he did it within boundaries of some reason. I want to know his reasons, but he of course won't tell me.
    
Jared's POV

      "Victor, get out of the shower! I need to do so!"
      "Be patient! You were with Emma!"
      "But that's different."
      "How?"
      "Because Emma's Emma and she doesn't treat me like I'm some sex symbol. She says it like it is," I blurt out. Crap, two of my reasons of not leaving her alone out in the open. I told them to the wrong person too. "Dude I need to shower more than you do."
       "Why?"
       "Because, if I go to prom smelling like sweat, Emma will never let me live it down."
      "Well it's your fault for playing baseball."
      "Victor."
      "Fine fine," I hear Victor say as the shower turns off. Since I'm standing outside of the bathroom half naked I need to get in pronto before his sister Adara gives me another weird look. Yeah, Adara and I don't get along very well. "I'm out and you owe me big time. I never even got to use the Cashmere Glow stuff my mom gets for me from that Bath and Body works place so I can smell good."
        "Dude that stuff is for girls," I say laughing.
        "What!?!" I hear him opening up the shower door again. "Oh shit!"
        "Victor, you can continue your whoas in your own room. Let me shower."
        "But this is serious!"
        "Victor!"
        "Fine," I hear the shower door close and the bathroom door unlocking. "Shower is all yours. Now I am going to have to explain to Evelyn why I don't have shiny hair."
        "Did she want you to have-"
        "Yes, for the pictures."
        "You're so whipped," I say chuckling lightly as I push past him and into the bathroom.
        "Am not."
        "Yes you are."
        "Then you're whipped. You want to smell nice."
        "And not be known for the rest of the year as sweat boy from everyone else in the school?"
        "Bad example, umm... You're willing to wait for sex until Emma's ready."
        "Dude, we haven't had that conversation. And besides even if and when I'm whipped I'm fine with it."