Not Just Once Wesley Stromberg

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

When we got back to his house, we went inside.

"Want to watch a movie?" he asked.

"Sure."

We went into a large private room that was actually a movie theatre. Instead of chairs there were long comfortable couches. Wesley had tons of blankets ready. He put a movie in.

"What movie is it?" I questioned sitting down.

"22 Jump street it just came out in theatre's," he smiled and sat down next to me. Wesley reclined the couch and put a blanket over us.

"I love the first one! O my gosh," I cuddled in next to him as he put his arm around me.

"Good haha," he kept looking at me as the movie went on. Wesley's hand went on my leg and went up and down.

I just ignored it. He pecked my cheek and tried to get me to look at him. I eventually did, and he kissed me hard on the lips. After a few moments, he was on top of me and kissing me rough. Wesley took off his shirt. His body was so built. You would think he would have tattoos but he doesn't.

Wesley began putting his hand in my shirt. I stopped him.

"What?" he asked.

"Um what do you mean what?" I said back.

"I thought everything was going fine."

"Wesley. For one, you never even asked me to go out with you. Two: We've only been hanging out a few minutes at the cabin and today was the first date." I explained.

"So?"

I gave him a confused face.

"I'm sorry baby, I've never done it this way..."

"Well now you know-and what do you mean you've never done it that way? Do you always..."Do" it on the first date?" I kissed him again.

He gave me an unsure face but nodded.

"Are you kidding me?" I sat up straight.

"Layla please...I'm trying to change. That's why I picked you."

"Picked me? Were there others?"

"No Lay that's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean? That I'm just a phase?"

"Lay if you would please let me explain." Wesley got close to me and I backed away.

"I'm listening."

"I need you. You're my last option. Do you think I like my life? Do you think I enjoy not seeing my dad?"

"That was your choice." I said sternly.

"-See you think you know but you don't. I never told anyone this but...I only ran away because he had an alcohol problem...and sometimes...he would come home late at night and- yell at me for no reason at all. Then, if somehow I made him even more angry...he-he"

"Wesley..." I ran and hugged him tight. He cried, for the first time, into my shoulder. I couldn't help but cry too. Abuse stories were the worst things ever. And to think this guy was going to be my step dad?

"I don't think he does it anymore, and I wouldn't let him hurt you. All the stories your mom hears, Luna hears, my friends hear, they are all lies."

Wesley stared straight into my eyes trying not to tremble.

"Look. I'm not bad because I want to be and when I said I picked you, I picked you because you were the only you, and I love that." he kept staring. A small smile came over me.

"Now...Layla...will you do me the honor of going out with me?" Wesley grinned.

I jumped into his arms as he held me up.

"Yes!"

I kissed him over and over again.

All the sudden we heard a noise and someone calling Wes' name.

"Quick hide," he whispered.

I went underneath one of the couches and held my breath.

"Wesley!" we heard again. It was Luna's voice.

Wesley made it seem like he was you know...doing the nasty to himself and sat on the front couch. Luna came in and screamed.

"Oh my god! Ewe ewe! I just want to know where my charger is! I left it here!" she covered her eyes.

Wesley got up, still shirtless.

"I think I saw it in the kitchen," he said.

"Okay ewe ewe thank you ewe," she said over and over again. She left and I ran over to him and laid down on the couch. Wesley laughed and laid behind me wrapping his arms around and cuddling me close.

"Now it's just you and me," he kissed my neck. I let his warmth overcome me and kissed his hand.

"Never thought I would like someone so much in such a short amount of time," I whispered. He chuckled.