Dear Peter, I will always love you

Twelve

We've been home for a week now and life has gotten back to normal. Me and Peter haven't spend much time together because he's been working in his moms antique shop and practicing lacrosse. I've been looking after things at home taking kitty to swimming and doing all the house bits but tonight he's taking me on a date. He says it's a surprise and after that trip, I'm ok with surprises. 

I head down stairs and kitty is watching Tv as usual. "Kitty are you going out today?" I ask as I head into the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of us. "Yeah me and the girls are going to the pool can you drive us... wait actually no you'll kill us... can Peter drive us?" She smirks brightly at me expecting me to say yes "definitely not after that comment..." I joke with her. "Pleaseeeee" she smiles even brighter. "Sadly not kitty he's training" I smile at her, mixing the batter for the pancakes. "He knows it's summer right? That means R-E-L-A-X" she pouts and fall down onto the couch dramatically. I laugh to myself. "Yes but he has to for lacrosse, if he wants a scholarship for UVA" I explain to her, Peter really wants to go to UVA and I kinda want to as well. My mom used to take me when I was little and it's just felt right to go there.

It's later on in the day and I've dropped kitty and her friends off at the pool. Daddy said he'd pick them up after work. Margot is traveling around Europe with her boyfriend from college now so here I am alone. Again. I clean up the house and sit on the sofa and put on golden girls. My phone rings and it's Peter I don't hesitate to answer it.

"Hi..." I say so he knows I'm there,
"Hey Covey... practice is over want me to come over. I bet kitty would like that, I've missed her..." Of course he wants to see kitty.
"Sorry to disappoint but Kitty's out... but you could still come over I'm home alone" I say hoping he'll cure my boredom.
"Of course, can I shower at yours then?" He asks
"Sure..."
"Thanks I'll see you in 5 bye love you..."
"Love you too.."

And the line goes dead. I sit around for Peter feeling as if I should have baked something this morning. Usually I have something baked for when he comes over. I mean as if Lara Jean front his morning would know he'd spontaneously want to come over. I should have been smarter of course he would he's always spontaneous. I hear the door and I run to get it. "Hi..." I open the door letting him in, shutting it after him. "I've missed you.." he wraps his arms around me into a bear hug and I take his scent in. Even thought he's been sweating he still smells good. "It's only been a night..." I laugh to myself. "Still I missed your face..." he pouts at me, I lean into his side as we walk upstairs.

I chuck him a towel. "Here..." I say as I throw it. "Are you not coming with me?...." he lifts his eyebrows as if he's testing the boundaries. I squint mine "mmmm why?..." I've never showered with anyone before. "I've missed that body of yours..." his comment makes me blush, I look down and smile. "I mean we do have the whole house...." I say, thinking about it. "We never even get to have the door shut... this is an opportunity Covey grab it..." he says all theatrical. I giggle walking towards him "I've never showered with anyone before.." I grab his hand and walk to the bathroom with him. "Ooo lucky me..." he twirls me round and picks me up. I squeal at this sudden moment, the next second his mouth is on mine and he's shutting the bathroom door undressing me.

He places kissed all down my body which I gasp in at as the water hits our bodies. He connect his mouth to mine again and I grip onto his slippery back as much as I can. "Mmm... Peter" I moan into his ear. "Covey...." he pushed my back against the tiles and I arch it closer to him. His hands touch everywhere and I've missed his touch, his skin on mine. "LARA JEAN! IM HOME!" I hear the front door slam, my eyes widen and I quickly push Peter off me. Shit! Shit! Shit!

"Peter stay in the shower!" I demand him, he nods and pulls me closer one last time pecking my lips. I wrap a towel round my body and hair and run straight to my room picking up all my clothes. I sit at my dresser and pretend as if I've been in the shower a while ago getting ready.

"Hey darling, I got off early so I thought I'd come by before picking up Kitty" he peeps his head round the corner and smiles. I turn my head slightly to look at him." Okay" I smile back. "Is Peter here I thought I saw his lacrosse bag?" He screws up his face as if he's made a mistake, I gulp down hard. "Oh yes he is, he finished up early and came right over. I told him he could shower after me so he's in the now" I lie, I lie straight to his face. If he believes it I don't know. "Oh that's cool, come down and sa-" my dad can't even finish before Peter interrupts him. "Hi Dr Covey..." he smiles, I can't take my eyes off him. He's wrapped only in a towel around his waist and his body looks so good wet. My dad eyes him up and down obviously not approving of his attire. "Oh.. Peter hi, Did you forget your clothes?"he tries to joke, Peter laughs a little and I give a nervous giggle. "I thought I'd steal back some of the clothes Covey took... since mine smell from lacrosse" he laughs, so does my dad and I just continue to brush my hair.

My dad heads black down the stairs and Peter lays on my bed. "Your dads some guy..." he laughs to himself "what do you mean by that?" I look at him through the mirror as I straighten it. "He's just so strict and oblivious... it's good and bad..." my eyes are fixed on Peter, I don't know if I should be angry or what I should be feeling by the way he's talking about my dad. "He's only looking out for me... we're all he has..." he say quietly going back to my hair. I take my focus off Peter and I start missing my mom again. I just wish she was hear sometimes. "Yeah I get that I'm sorry Covey for bringing it up..." he comes over and kisses cheek. I smile at him showing him it's okay.

We get down the stairs and my dads gone to pick up kitty. He left a note on the counter top and some cash for us. I put it in my purse and lock up he house. I'm wearing a denim skirt with a cropped tshirt. It's a little chilly a night but it's just a breeze. I get in Peters car and star at the sunset. It's beautiful. The colours in the sky are so mesmerising. He places on hand on my thigh taking it off every so often to change gears. It's a nice feeling having someone to be your and you to be theirs. I didn't think it would feel as amazing as it does but I guess you never know until you experience it.

Peter parks at the school, he opens my door for me and takes a basket and blanket out his car. He walks to the lacrosse pitch and lays out the blanket and leads me to sit down. It's the exact place I told him I liked him and not I'm a fake way. It's where we both excepted our love for each other wasn't fake and it was real. I sit down and he sits opposite me. The sky is clear and there are stars in the sky. I look at Peter and smile. "Something special for my someone special..." he grins at me, I smile back and kiss him. "It's amazing, truly and utterly amazing..." I sit in awe loving everything that's he's done.

He pulls out black cherry colas and loads of different treats. I dig into the strawberries and cream. "You've got a little something... here" he wipes the side of my mouth not moving his hand. We just stare into each other's eyes as if it's the first time we're falling in love. My heart goes fluttery, it's like a scene from a movie. As he leans in I close my eyes, he kisses my lips and I kiss back. As he backs away I smile at him looking down. He's perfect isn't he? "I've got some music... let's dance" he says, I giggle a bit to myself. Peter offering to dance... never. "Your kidding you hate dancing.." I giggle, he smiles at me "not when it's with you..." he gets up and puts a hand out for me. "Lara jean covey can I have this dance..." I rolls my eyes at his silly voice and giggle getting up.

I rest my head on his shoulder, his hands on my waist and my around his back. We sway back and forth to the beat of the song. Everything fits perfectly. "I never thought I could love someone like this after Genevieve. I thought it would be impossible but it doesn't even feel like I ever dated her. It feels like you were my first love Covey and I never wanna lose that.." I listen to his words closely, it's sweet. I'm not his first love but I'm a first different kind of love. We can love loads of people in different ways and I think he's never loved someone like he's loved me, just as I am with him. "Your special Covey... i really do love you..." he keeps me close to him. "I love you too Peter... always" I keep my head on his shoulder before he stops swaying. He lifts up my chin and kisses me. "Forever.. Covey, I'll love you forever..." I grin to myself. "Forevers a long time..." I smile at him, I know deep down that he might fall out of love with me one day because nothing lasts forever. "I know... that doesn't mean I'll stop loving you..." he smiles at me and i smile back. He's not lying.

We lay on the blanket and look at the stars for a while before we start heading back. It's chilly out but only a breeze. "Goodnight Covey.." he kisses me before I jump out his car and run inside. I close the door and lean my back against it feeling every type of feeling. Nothing can get better than this.