After we were done eating we call for a taxi grabbed are things, then went to the air port. We got into the plane and sat down on the sofa.
“I wish we could of stayed in Bora Bora.” Dustin said.
“Me too. I’m not looking forward going back to school.”
“Remember I’m your protector don’t worry about Mike or Ryan.”
“Don’t forget Emily.”
“Emily?”
“Ya, I broke Emily and Mike up. She’s trying to make my life a living hell.” he out his arm around me and pulled me close.
“You can take her.” I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You can! I can see you kicking her ass.”
“I don’t do fighting but ya that would be a great show.” I laughed. The plane ride was short. When we landed we had to wait a bit on the tar mat.
“Did you tell your parents you were coming home?”
“No did you?”
“My Aunt didn’t know I went to Bora Bora. I went to visit my grandma with Mike and
Maria. Maria screw everything up Mike and I left. I got bad new and I tried killing myself.”
“Wait what?!”
“Ryan broke in and saved me and saw mw naked and basically told me he love me. went to Bora Bora where my brother found me and they found out what happened and we fought and made up and I met you.”
“You tried.” I cut him off.
“Yes and i don’t want to talk about it. It happened I talked about it and I don’t want to talk about it again.”
“Okay. You don’t have to tell me but if you want you can.”
“Thanks.” we got off the plane grabbed are things and went to my car.
“This is your car!”
“Ya.”
“I see this car in the parking lot all the time and I love it. I can’t believe you dive it.”
“Here.” I handed him the keys.
“You can drive to your house.”
“Awesome!”
“Just don’t speed please.”
“I’ll try not to.”
The drive from the airport to his house was long. When we pulled up to his house I couldn’t help but say.
“So this is the famous party house.”
“Ya this is it.”
“Come on in I’ll show you around.”
“What about your parent.”
“There probably at work if not ignore them.”
“What?”
“I kidding. They’ll love you. You not like any other of the girl I brought home. Especially because we aren’t sleeping together.” I just stared at him. He grabbed my arm.
“Come on. My house isn’t going to eat you. I promise.” I smiled. I followed him up the pathway and into his house. He lives in a cute 2 story house. My dream house. I’ve grown up in a mansion in London and a beach house in Miami. I’ve wanted a house like this surround with trees. I went room to room. It was a simple but nice house to have a family. I reached the stairs I turned to look at Dustin.
“May I?”
“Ya sure.” I climbed the stairs one by one running my fingers up the stairs as I went up. The house made me feel different. I saw a little girl running up stairs.
“Come on mommy before daddy finds us.” she grabbed my hand a pulls me up stair.
“Elizabeth are you okay?” As I heard the Dustin voice the little girl disappeared.
“Umm. Ya I’m fine.” Most of the doors were open. In one door there was a bed room, other a bathroom, a lining closet, a master bedroom and a closed door. I looked at him.
“Go ahead it my bedroom.” I opened the door then it happened again.
“Mommy why are you going into my room?” this time it was a little boy.
“Are you going to read me a bed time story?”
“Elizabeth?” the little boy disappeared.
“Sorry.” I walked in. His bedroom was spotless. Everything had a place.
“Before you start. Yes I know my room is clean and no my mom didn’t clean it I did.”
“Okay.” I walked over to his window. It looked out into his back yard and yet again it happened. I saw the little girl and little boy playing in the back yard with man. The feeling I got wasn’t fear it was love.
“Earth to Elizabeth.”
“Sorry but I have to go.” I turned on my heels an left his room.
“Elizabeth what’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Your lying.”
“I just tried. I guess I’m just still under London time.”
“Ya I’m still under Bora Bora time. I’ll walk with you to your car.”
“You don’t have to.”
“Actually I forgot my suit cases.” I laughed. I followed him down stairs and again I saw them. The little girl and little boy running down the stair giggling.
“Mommy mommy hurry dad’s home!” they ran outside the front door. I followed them but there were gone.
“So I’m thinking I’m going to have a party friday after the game.”
“Cool. Do you think coach will let you play friday?”
“Of course all he will probably do is run me for the whole week.”
“Have fun with that.”
“So are you going to come? To the famous party house that is?” I smiled
“How about I come to the football came this week and maybe just maybe I’ll come next friday.”
“I can live with that.”
“Good I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow.”
