As long as you love me

Chapter 13

We laughed and smiled. I adjusted myself so I'm laying on my side and my arm is holding all the weight of my head so I can admire all the little things about Andrew. Like the way the sun makes his chocolate orbs glisten. Also the way he licks his lips when he's listening to me.... someone or when he's at a lost of words. My conclusion after stalking his every feature is very simple.

Andrew Garfield is freaking perfect.

"Em?" he rubbed his thumb on my cheek.

"Oh... yeah I totally agree." I have no idea if he was talking or not. I just hope he doesn't notice I was in deep thought about him.

He laughed. "I wasn't talking. Are you ok?"

"Yeah." I'm such an idiot.

"I know you were looking at me." he turned back to look at the sky. His arms are crossed and and the resting under his head and the grass outlined his amazing body.

"Pfff I was not." lies just more lies. Could people see right through me easily.

"Keep telling your self that love."

I sat up to look down at Andrew.

"What happened Em."

"Love?"

He sat up to face me. "I'm half british."

"Oh"

"If you want I won't call you that."

"No call me that. You always called unnecessary nicknames that I never liked, except for Em. I like love."

I mentally cringed when I remember the nickname white tiger. Ew.

"Ok." he lied back down in the same position he was in and looked back up to the sky smiling.

There was a pause of silence.

"I was looking at a you too." he admitted

A big retarded grin smacked on my face because of that.

I lied back down on the grass with a surprised kiss on the cheek by Andrew.

I checked my phone for the time. It was evening and just on cue the sun started setting.

"Emily!" my mom yelled across the big backyard. I guess it's dinner time.

I looked back at Andrew. "Are you staying for dinner or...?"

"I rather not." he got up and held out out a hand to help me up. "I don't really wanna see your dad."

Sigh.

I rolled my eyes and kiss him on the cheek.

**

I went back inside and heard a noise. turns out it's my mom fumbling with a picture frame

Weird. I never noticed a small storage place behind there.

"Mom?"

"Oh my god you scared the crap out of me Emily."

I find scaring her very amusing. I tried my best not to laugh.

"What were you doing?" I raised my eyebrow

"Nothing." she answered awfully quick.

"I never noticed that cabinet thing." I move forward to move the picture so I could see what's in there.

"Emily, can you mind your god damn business!" she snapped

That hurt a little. She never yelled at me before.

"Okay, I just wanted to see what was inside." I whispered and looked down at my feet.

She sighed. "I'm sorry Emily." She buried her face in her hand.

"It's ok."

She pinched her noses between the corners of her eyes. "There was nothing in there."

I just stared at her.

"Let's get to dinner. How was your day with Andrew."