Take Me Home

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Take Me Home

Okay. Love. Was I ever in love before? Yeah, I was in love with my high school crush, Nick Sanders. But he didn't even notice me until I pulled down his pants by accident so...I guess I wasn't really in love with someone before.

So as I stood there, in front of Ed, waiting for my brain to come up with an answer, he hung his head down. A sad frown was on his face; I couldn't help but feel sorry for this man. "Forget I mentioned it," he murmured. "I'll get going and leave you in peace." He opened the door and took one hesitant step. I can't just let him go now. I don't know when he'll ever come back or when I'll ever see him again. "Wait!" I shrieked. Ed froze but and glanced at me over his shoulder. Those eyes. The thudding in my chest was noticeably I think and the nervousness inside me was starting to build. I didn't know what I was doing.

"Yes, I missed you Ed," I confessed and thought about the days where I wanted his arms around me but he wasn't there. I saw his eyes brightened a bit. "I just feel betrayed by you because, well, I trusted you. You didn't return the trust back." I sighed. I'm letting it all out.

"I still have feelings for you and I won't deny them anymore." All of the sudden I felt his lips slam on mine. The hard impact was a shock to me and I didn't have the time to react. His lips felt warm and the kiss was hot and needy. "I will never leave you again, Shay." He whispered while pressing his forehead against mine. I gazed into his frosty colored eyes and believed him. I was going to trust him again and I really wanted to.

Ed left after we stood there for about ten minutes, leaving me all dazed by the kiss. He promised me he would call or text me and we would do something together. My head was spinning. Was all this going too fast?

I decided to distract myself and tried to keep my hands from my phone every five minutes to see if he texted. Just as I was about to sit down on the couch, my phone rang. "Hello?" I picked up almost instantly, hoping it was Ed. "You're everywhere!" I heard Lisa's voice yell through the phone. I cringed. "What?" I raised my brow.

Seriously Lisa, use full sentences so I can understand what you're trying to say to me. Then it hit me. The pictures. "I totally forget about them." I gasped. Lisa is not going to be the only one who's going to set her eyes on those stupid pictures. My colleagues at work, my friends...shit my parents. They are going to freak, especially my dad. Damn it, he's going to strangle Ed. I just hope he won't actually kill Ed or do anything stupid.

"It's not only on TV. Kevin just came in with the newspaper..." I could've just died from embarrassment right there. This is even worse than I thought it would be. I hated attention. The thought of people reading the article while layiny their eyes on the pictures. No! Can't something be done to get those pictures out of the media?! Well, it could be too late now.

"...and what the hell were you thinking??" Lisa's voice shattered through my ears and into my head. I sighed. I could feel a headache coming on. "I don't know. I was drunk for God's sake! I saw Ed at the party with that pretty model, Morgane and I kind of felt jealous so I drank a little..."

"A little?!" she scoffed. "And look where you've landed." I felt ashamed. She was right though and I didn't have anyone to blame but me. I was the one who drank and I was the one who chose to. I would just talk to Ed about the whole situation.

It was late after noon as I finished drawing layout drafts for Ryan and Ed's new company logo as I remembered that I left something back in my office two days before. So I grabbed my purse and decided to take a quick walk to my workplace.

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