As we drive to John's house I'm not to sure why I said is come over. I'm actually feeling kind of bad about this. We arrive at his house and he brings me up to his room. He attempts to kiss me again and I resisted.
"Um can I go to the bathroom?" I say hesitantly.
"Fine, whatever. It's the second door on your left."
I quickly slip myself in and panic. What do I do? I don't want to call my parents to pick me up, I'll never be able to go anywhere ever again.
"Ring! Ring! Ring!"
It was my phone. I read the screen and it said "Joe." Joe? Why would he be calling me at... 9:47 p.m?
I answered the phone and here is how it went down.
"Hey Liz! I was just wondering why you didn't come to your session today..?"
"Oh because um... I went on a date?"
"You went on a date? With who?"
"This kid named John why?"
"John? He's a total tool! He walks down the street, picks up hot girls, uses them, then let's them go!"
"Oh my god."
"What?" He says concerned.
"I'm at his freaking house."
"Wow, you fell for the whole you want to come over tonight, didn't you?"
"Ugh, that doesn't matter. I just don't know what to do!"
"Can't your parents come get you?"
"They don't know I'm out..."
"I'm gonna have to pick you up aren't I....?"
"Yes, please..."
"On my way."
"Knock knock knock!" I hear John say.
"I'll be right out..."
"Hurry, I've got to ladies here wanting to talk to you."
"Umm... Okay?"
Who could he be talking about... "Two ladies?"
I walk out of the bathroom only to see to blondes who seem angrier than satan himself.
"WHO ARE YOU?!" One of the girls say
"I'm Liz why?"
"ARE YOU DATING JOHN? HE IS MINE EVEN THOUGH WE BROKE UP LAST SUMMER HE IS MINE!!"
"I'm sorry I'm sorry!!!!" I say running out of the room and eventually the house. I've got to find a place to go without dying.
"Screeeeechhhh..." I hear as I look up to see Joe's car.
He rolls down the window and says, "I can only take you places for admission of $200!"
"Shut up" I say under my breathe getting my self up and into the car.
"Well your not happy are you little peachie?"
"Did you just really call me little peachie?" I say more angrily than I intended.
"Sorry, I'm just really happy."
"I've noticed."
Then my jam comes on. I'm not even kidding, even though it's the most ghetto, black song ever I just can't help but bob my head a little and sing under my breathe hoping Joe wouldn't see. Then all of a sudden I hear Joe singing to the top I his lungs the chorus. I blush from amusement.
"I know you know the song Liz, now c'mon!"
"No no, I don't sing. Besides, I don't even know this song..." I was totally lying and he could see it.
"But I saw you mouthing it..." He chuckles. "Well you don't have to sing if you don't want to..."
Then before I new it we had the song on replay singing the chorus and rap as loud as we could at 10:00 p.m. Why was this happening? I guess I'll just have to go with it.
"So your parents house is right around the..."
"No! I can't go there! They will kill me!"
"Well I can't take you to my house and I doubt either of us have enough money for a hotel..."
"Well where are we supposed to go?"
He aha's to himself.
"What?" I say desperate to know.
"My grandma's house! How could I have not of known!?"
"That's the best you got?" I say giving him the eyebrow.
"No no, she isn't home. So we can go and spend the night."
"Okay, but I want know funny business..." I say
"Yes ma'am." He says sarcastically.
I felt like I liked him from the beginning but I don't know anymore. I'm scared that he might be playing me so he can be like John. Or what if he doesn't even like me? Why am I thinking about this? He is technically my "therapist". No one should be in love with there therapist. That would be insane. Well, but his blue eyes.... They just get me every time. And his smiles, along with his endless corney jokes, and his attempt to sing. Gosh. Do I like him? Ugh idk.
Sorry that this chapter is shorter than my last but hope you enjoyed! Updating soon!
xx. 💕
