The not so bad boy

6: Screw it

Summers pov:

I don't know what my dad said to Wesley but whatever it was, was enough to make him say goodbye.

I hate goodbyes, I prefer "see you laters," I wish I got to tell my mom that.

I got out of bed to go make myself poptarts. I saw my dad in his business suit at the kitchen table reading the newspaper and drinking his coffee, like always.

He tried making conversation with me. I just ignored him. I hated him right now for doing that to Wesley.

Nick came downstairs, I talked to him and made him a bowl of cereal.

"Look I know you're mad at me now but I'm just trying to protect you." My dad said.

"Whatever."

"Summer don't be like that, I'm trying here."

"Trying what?! to ruin my life? normal teenagers go on dates!"

"At 12 in the morning?"

"We lost track of time, ok! now he won't even talk to me because of you" I started crying and I stormed back to my room.

"Summer!! I'm sorry." He shouted.

But I didn't even hear him.

I tried calling Wesley again.

Im trying not to be desperate but i cant help it, i deserve to know why he dumped me. It reached voicemail, no answer again.

You know what. I don't need this, I'm going to go out and have fun, I'm not going to stay in my room eating ben&jerrys watching chick flicks, hell no! He doesn't get to have that power over me, I refuse to be sad.

I put on my white cutoff band t-shirt with the sleeves low enough to see my bra with black short shorts and my solid black vans. I curled my hair, winged my eyeliner, put like 10 coats of mascara on my lashes, and put on some of my favorite Mac lipglass.

My dad let me go. I took the keys and drove down to Starbucks where I just so happened to run into Wesley!

He waved at me.

I walked over to him.

"Hey" I said.

"Hey"

"So what's going on? Why did you tell me goodbye yesterday? I mean I wouldn't have questioned it because you were leaving of course haha but you seemed pretty serious and you haven't been answering my calls or texts."

"Summer, you're a good kid. I don't want to screw anything up for you. You're dad really doesn't like me for some weird reason and I think maybe it's best that I stay away."

"Seriously?"

"What?"

"That's it, you're just going to give up on us like that?...It's fine, ill be fine but can I at least know what he said to you?"

"Fine. he was saying that he didn't want to lose you again just because a guy like me came along."

"Thats stupid, im sorry about my dad, if its any constellation, I really like you." I said.

"Peppermint mocha for Summer!" Shouted the Starbucks barista.

"Well, I gotta go, I guess ill see you soon Wes." I smiled weakly.

A few seconds later:

"Wait Summer!" He called after me.

I turned around.

"Look Summer, I really like you too and i don't care about what your dad thinks of me, I just don't want you to get in trouble that's all.'

I thought he was a bad boy like everyone always said. He asked me to break my curfew and sneak out a couple days ago. Maybe he just did that because he knew I wouldn't get caught anyways, maybe he wasn't too bad of an influence after all.

"I don't even care if I get in trouble, it's worth it."

"So what are you trying to say?" he asked as his came closer wrapping his arms around my waist, making my whole body tingle, as his face inched closer.

"I'm saying that I still want to hang out with you."

"And?" he said.

"Maybe..be more than just friends??" I said as more of a question than a statement.

"Yeah. I'd like that." he said as his kissed me.

I almost accidentally spilled my coffee on his pants haha, he'd probably kill me but hey it's his fault for kissing me like that!

Afterwards, we spent the day together and my dad didn't even have to know.