The not so bad boy

17: guilty

Summers pov:

I feel a little guilty for being such a bitch to Wesley lately, and I'm extremely grateful to have him back in my life, even though I don't really deserve him.

We sat at a table in Yogurtland and shared a giant cup of froyo.

On one half of the bowl, we had chocolate, Wesley's favorite, and the other half was this new peanut butter flavor, my favorite, but we pretty much shared the whole thing anyways.

He looked over at me and smirked, with his spoon full of frozen yogurt and quickly he wiped it onto my nose before I could realize and stop him, then I laughed and wiped some on his nose too, then he leaned across the table and kissed it off my nose and I soon wiped yogurt off of his nose with a napkin and I giggled and wiped his slobber off my nose and he laughed too.

We finished and he stood up, grabbed my hand, helping me up and held the door for me.

**Awwww he's so sweet! Lol**

We began skateboarding.

"Where are we even going?" I asked

"It's a surprise" he laughed, knowing how impatient I was.

"Awe dude seriously?"

"You'll see"

Wesley's pov:

I didn't know where we were going either, I just liked teasing her.

Hey we have our skateboards and it's perfect now with the sun setting

"Just follow me." I told her

We got out there and there were hardly any people, or at least a lot less people then there is during earlier in the day.

Afterwards~

We sat down and watches other skate on the smooth surface.

"Your a cool girl, you know that?"

"I think you're cooler and why would you think that?"

"How many other girls do you see skating??"

"Well thank you, I honestly think more girls should try it cause they're missing out."

We sat and talked for a while then...

*insert weird text alert*

"Hey I just got a text from Drew, he said Teds throwing a party, I know you don't really go to parties anymore but do you wanna come with me?"

"Uhm..yeah. sure."

"Ok sweet"

We sat there hugging randomly because it was getting cold out until we finally decided to leave and go get ready.

I dropped off Summer at her house so she could get ready, and prepare for sneaking out late.

Summers pov:

This might be such a bad idea but I want to remember what it was like at least one more time to go to a party.

I had dinner with my dad and brother and I couldn't stand looking at my dad, I just felt guilty.

Guilty for everything.

For getting pregnant, for sneaking out, for lying to him, for going to a party.

"Is something wrong sweetie? you barely touched your food." Dad asked.

"Yeah I'm fine, I'm just thinking."

Afterwards, I tried not to let guilt get the best of me.

I slid pillows under my blankets and shut off my lamp, climbing down the tree, without ripping my tight dress.

I walked down the sidewalk, slipped off my heels, and began skating to Wesley's with my shoes in one my hands.

I met him at his door and he grabbed his keys.

I threw my board into the back of his car and we were on our way.