Memories (Wesley Stromberg)

Chapter 23 'All Night'

Wesley's POV

I drove to Cameron's after school today. I sat on her porch out in the rain and waited for her to come home. She's got to come home sometime. She can't hide forever. As I was about to give up and just look places, her car pulled into the driveway. She didn't get out right away, though. It's like she thought I would leave if she stayed in her car. I waited on the steps until she did get out. I walked out to her as she stood by her car.

"What are you doing out here? It's freezing and raining! Are you crazy?" she yelled over the loud sound of rain pelting the ground.

"I'm crazy about you, Cameron," I said back loudly.

"Stop. Don't. You don't get to do this," she answered forcefully, her voice cracking in the process, ruining her strong vibe.

"Do what, Cam? What you saw the other night wasn't what you think it was, I swear," I pleaded, proceeding to explain what actually happened. Drew told me all about his mishap with Natalie and how she took his phone and texted her. He didn't know about it until he saw it this morning.

"Well I saw it, and you can't take it back. I thought you liked me! I was falling so hard for you, and now I've lost a boyfriend and best friend," she screamed, crying while doing so. I gently grabbed ahold of her, making her look me in the eyes.

"You know why I don't like you? Because I love you, Cameron Avery Jacobs! I fucking love you so much. I love the way you crinkle your nose when you're frustrated. I love the way that even if someone says something about you, all you have to say back is something nice. I love how your eyes light up when you talk about your future and being a doctor. I love how you're beautiful, and even though people tell you that you are, you won't believe it. I could stand here in the rain and go on all night if you want me to," I shouted to the world. In that moment, she looked at me with a little twinkle in her eyes. As if she's been waiting her whole life for me to say this to her, and it felt so right to say I love her. She was bawling by now. Or maybe it was rain, I couldn't tell. All I know is that she grabbed my face and kissed me. She kissed me so lovingly, so passionately. She pulled away and loudly whispered.

"I love you too," the words slipped out of her mouth so delicately. I don't know what I expected in return, but it wasn't her saying it back. I was so shocked. I never thought I'd hear that coming from her, but I loved it.

"Let's go inside, you doofus! You're soaked," she giggled, sniffling a little.

"You're soaked, too, doofus," I teased. Her makeup was also completely smeared. We got inside and dried off. We both changed clothes, so we were warmer. We settled in and sat on the couch as the TV played.

"Babe, you know I'm really sorry about what you saw. It-"

"No, no, it's okay cause you love me, and I love you, and that means we trust each other. I believe that you didn't do anything."

"Good. Can I admit something? You're the first girl I've ever told that to."

"That means a lot, Wes, it really does," she smiled, pulling my face towards her for a kiss. We cuddled on the couch and watched TV until we both got hungry.

"I would grill up some chicken, but it's raining, so do you want me to go to the store?"

"Nah, I have stuff to make tacos if that's okay," she answered. We agreed on that and went to the kitchen to start cooking. She grounded up the hamburger as I cut tomatoes and lettuce up. We finished and set places at the table. It was nice talking with her by ourselves again. Even though it had only been two days, it felt like I was away from her much longer. When we cleaned up our mess, we went to the couch and lied down  for awhile. A movie was playing, but I wasn't really paying attention much.

"Can you promise me something?"

"Mhm, depends," she suspiciously looked at me. I chuckled at her expression.

"When there's a problem between us, or one of us gets upset with the other, we talk to each other. I was scared when I didn't see you for a couple days. I didn't know where you were. I didn't even know Natalie had set that thing up until this morning, so I was so confused. I just want you to come to me anytime you're feeling angry with me or upset about something, okay?"

"Okay, I promise," she smiled, holding her pinky out. We locked pinkies and laughed. Our laughs turned into smiles, and our smiles led to our lips meeting and connecting. It was a kiss full of passion and love.

"Let's go upstairs," she whispered, only leaving my lips for a second before attaching them again. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist, so our lips were still connected. I held her while I walked up the stairs and to her room. I kicked the door shut behind us and gently laid her on her bed. She smiled up at me before pulling me down for another heated kiss. She tugged at my shirt, wanting me to take it off. I smirked and pulled away from her. I took no time in throwing it off to the side. She took control of this situation and crawled on top of me after I was pushed back onto the bed. Her hands roamed my chest and torso as she kissed my neck. She paused for a moment and slipped her top off and unclipped her bra. I stared at her chest in amazement, making her cheeks turn slightly pink. I smiled at her and flipped positions. As I was about to give her chest attention, a phone rang. She let out a deep groan and threw her shirt back on quickly.

"Hello," she sassily answered, "oh, hey Dad . . . yeah . . . everything's fine . . . Wesley's here, yeah . . . mhm . . . okay . . . bye, I love you too."

"Sorry," she sighed.

"It's fine, it was probably a good thing that stopped us because I didn't have any protection," I admitted. She opened a drawer by her bed and pulled out a strip of condoms.

"So I'm not the only one that's been up here in this position," I chuckled.

"No, you are the only one that's been in my room in this position," she giggled. She looked down embarrassed and grabbed her bra. She turned around and took her shirt off to put it back on. She really does have a gorgeous body. I just keep falling more and more in love with her every time I look at her, and I don't know if that's a good or bad thing. This girl has me wrapped around her finger, and she doesn't even know it yet.