Ti Amo, Will

Not Approved Part 4

A/N: I feel like my stories have no backbone. And I have no backbone either, because I do whatever my fans will me to do.

Above is what happens when Peter Pan tries to be deep. Idk what that even means.

Welp, this part already got off to a weird intro, so lets see how weird we can make the story (jk) (actually un-jk cuz after I wrote this... Well, you'll see)

Will's POV

We had finally reached my house, Em leading the way. Nico was walking and talking with her about God knows what, while I was bringing up the rear.

My greatest fear was that he would be there, and it was all a sick, sick prank. My mom didn't actually want me back, she was just pretending.

But then I remembered this was my mom we were talking about. She would never do that to me.

The door was unlocked, so we walked right in.

"Mom?"

"Will! Oh Willy! Come here!" My mom popped out of the living room, coming at me at full speed, her arms reached out for a hug. She squeezed me so hard, I actually had problems breathing for a second.

"Nico! You're okay too! Thank goodness!" She gave him a hug just as hard, while he just awkwardly patted her back.

"Thank you so much Em!" She gave her kisses on both cheeks, French style.

"It was really no problem." Em waved her hand like it really was nothing.

"Will, I think you should, uh, go to your room for a bit. And bring Nico with you." She casted a nervous glance at Em.

"Um, alright, I guess. Nico, let's go." I took Nico's hand and we ran up the stairs.

"Now, where were we?" Nico shot me a mischievous smile and smashed his lips into mine, both of us falling onto the bed.

This time, Mark wasn't there to interrupt us.

-MEANWHILE, NAOMI AND EM ARE TALKING-

POV SWITCH TO NAOMI (WHO IS WILL'S MOM FYI)

"Why don't you have a seat. Make yourself comfortable. I'll make us some tea." I said, already heading to the kitchen.

What am I supposed to say to her? I haven't talked to her in almost three years. I swore to myself I wouldn't cheat on my husband again. But he's not my husband anymore. Is it okay that I still love her? What if she's in a relationship though? Should I kiss her?

God, I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm too confused right now to think.

Will doesn't know about any of this. Mark never even found out.

I quickly got some iced tea out of the fridge and poured two glasses. As I walked back into the living room, Em stood up. She took both of the glasses out of my hands and set them on the coffee table.

Then she completely shocked me, resting her hand on my cheek and pulling me in for a kiss.

I forgot what kissing her felt like. She tasted of vanilla and cinnamon, and her hair felt as soft as feathers. It felt so wrong, yet so, so right.

I missed her kisses.

I missed her.

A/N: I feel like I just dragged that out, and now a part 5 might be necessary. Do you guys like what I did with that? I'm not even quite sure where that went... Let me know two things: part 5 and was the Naomi and Em thing a good idea?

Thx guys! Love ya.

In Disney We Trust,
Peter Pan