Taming Sawyer (editing)

Chapter 24

Peyton's POV 

I woke up with Sawyer right next to me. Both of us just in our underwear, under these thin sheets. I blushed at thought of what we did last night. He was so considerate of wanting our 'first' to be more meaningful. But what was the point of a meaningful first time at this point? We're seniors in high school. Where's our first going to be? A hotel room? One of our bedrooms? A car? I don't care where I am, just as long as I am with him. Maybe we should wait until we graduate this spring. We only have a couple months left. We would have much more privacy when we leave for college.  

Where is he going college? Does he even want to go to college? All these questions are too early for me at the moment. I threw on Sawyer's shirt and peaked through my door, I saw a note laying on the hallway table, and picked it up.  

We left to go get groceries with Vikki. Probably wont be back until later this evening since your grandparents wanted to meet her as well. We didn't want to wake you from your rough night of partying, so we left without you. Love you!  

-Dad, Mom, and Vikki  

I mentally slapped myself for being so reckless. One of my parents could have walked in this morning and saw us. What was I going to say if they did? Sorry? Sorry wouldn't work in one of those painfully awkward situations.  

I walked downstairs and decided to make some eggs and toast. I gathered all the ingredients and utensils. I whipped up the eggs and waited on the toast to pop out of the toaster. I finished both the plates and set them down on the table. I was about to walk upstairs to wake him up, but he was already walking down when i got to them.  

"Something smells good," stating the obvious while rubbing his eyes.  

"I may or may not have made you some breakfast," I shrugged. He let out a low laugh as he got to the last step. I grabbed his hand and made him follow me to the breakfast nook. "Bon appetit,"  

His smile widened when he saw all the food on his plate. I cooked eggs, bacon, sausage, fried bologna, and some toast.  

"I don't know exactly how you like your eggs, or what kind of sides. So I kind of just made whatever I knew how,"  

"I love it all," he leaned over the table to place his lips on mine. "If I keep staying here and eating your food, I might as well just move in," he chuckled.  

I laughed at his joke and rolled my eyes, "Just eat,"  

"Gladly," he gave me a wink before digging into his food.  

We ate in perfect silence, until his cell began to ring. He had it on the table, so I was able to read the caller's name, 'Olivia'. 

"Oliva?" I was surprised the words could even make their way out. My throat felt tight and dry, deprived of oxygen.  

His eyes immediately met mine, worry written all over his face. "Yea, my friend from my old school," 

"You should answer it," I assured him, yet I wasn't sure myself if I would want him to do so. "I'll go ahead and start cleaning the dishes,"  

He kept searching the expression on my face, trying to find out what I was really thinking. "Okay, I'll be right back," 

I nodded as he got up and answered his phone. He left the kitchen and went to the living room to continue his call. I went ahead and gathered all the dirty dishes and began to wash them.  

My mind wouldn't leave me alone about the thought of his call from her. Why did he have to leave the room to talk? Was he speaking about things he didn't want me to know about? I shook my head, scolding myself for doubting him. I trust Sawyer. It was just the fact of not trusting her. I cant trust her, I don't know her. Where was there to build trust with someone who just comes out of nowhere? Goes to my boyfriends house by herself. Her intentions are blurry from my perspective. Maybe she was nice, sweet, an angel. Or maybe she was someone who wanted Sawyer. I never thought I would be so scared of losing him. If you would have told me a month ago I would be here, standing in Sawyer's shirt, cleaning dishes from our breakfast I made for us, and worried about him being taken away from me, I would have laughed hysterically in your face. But, that's exactly how it all is now.