The Quarterback

Chapter 16

I walked up the stairs of Jason's house. Knocking on the door, as I have done several times before.

"Come in!" I heard him yell through the door.

As I walked in, I smelled a delicious aroma. It smelled of italian food. Pasta, lasagne, and garlic bread.

"Jason?" I called out, to see where he was.

"In here!" I heard, from the kitchen.

I followed his voice into the kitchen. Only to see him in a apron, making pasta.

The apron was bright pink, and I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him.

"Hi." I said, walking up behind him. I wrapped my arms around his torso.

"Hey." He said, turning around. He wrapped his arms waist, and buried his face into my neck.

"What are you doing in that apron?" I questioned.

"Well..." He started. "My mother wanted me to make dinner for our whole family. Which is her three sisters, their husbands, all their children, my dad, my mom, and Xavier."

Xavier is Jason's younger brother. He is eight, and believes he's a big boy. Yet, when I come over, he has me sing him lullabies and read him bedtime stories.

"Do you need help?" I asked.

"From you? Always." He said, laughing lightly.

I started making sauce.

"Where is Xavier? I haven't seen that boy in a while." I said.

"He's with my mom. Shopping for more food." He said.

"Oh! That makes sense." I said.

"Yeah." He said, rubbing the back of his neck. "So, uh... I was wondering if you wanted to stay for our family dinner?" He asked.

"Of course!" I said.

And with that we continued to finish the dinner.

When his family arrived, I couldn't be prouder of the meal we made.

His family was incredibly kind, and treated me well.

As they started leaving I heard one of Jason's aunts whisper to him.

"Dont lose her." She whispered.

"I don't plan on it." He said.

I smiled as I heard that.

Then Jason came up behind me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. He then went to kiss my cheek.

"I love you." I said, for the first time.

"You do?" He asked, happily.

"Yeah." I said.

"Good, because I love you." He said.

"Good." I mumbled.

"Let's go watch a movie." He said.

"Which one?" I asked.

"Jaws?" He asked.

"Jaws." I replied.

"Maybe Jaws will be our always." Jason said.

"Did you just quote The Fault In Our Stars?" I asked.

"Yes. Yes I did." He said, proudly.

"You're weird." I said.

"Well you're the one dating weird one!" He said, defensively.

"Being weird can be good!" I said.

"I guess so." He said.

Jason then threw me over his shoulder and ran upstairs. He placed me on the bed, grabbed the disk, and placed the movie in the dvd player. Then he hopped on his bed, and wrapped he in his embrace.

"This movie is awesome." He said.

"I know. My dad watches it all the time." I said back.

"You're adorable." He said.

"You're perfect." I said.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you more." I said.

"Impossible." He said.