C A T C H 22 |BWWM|

Extra Chapter: Late Night, Date Night

Deen

"Even if we part, were still best friends first, right?" I asked.

"Forever?"

"And ever."

Paislee nodded slowly as if she was trying to process this moment. Her kissing me was the last thing that snapped me from my daze. I then realized that I didn't want to spend weeks simply on the phone with her. I wanted to see her, physically, and even though we hadn't planned for that it was going to happen. One way or another.

She started to walk away, looking over her shoulder once. My back was still against my car and I contemplated calling out to her, which would make her even later past curfew, or letting these feelings go. She turned finally and it's almost like I felt the world's weight on my body. I was never really emotional or sentimental, but something about her leaving struck me different.

"Paislee?" I called out.

She turned, giving me a worried look from afar. "Yeah?"

She jogged toward me until we were face to face again like I liked it to be. The smile on her lips was only to save face for me. She was strong like that. For me and for others.

"I don't wanna' just talk on the phone and not be able to see you when I know I can fit something into my schedule," I said.

"Me either, bab—"

"Let's go on another date tomorrow."

"Deen," She said sympathetically. "There's nothing here in town that we haven't gone too already and that approves of us being together. There's nothing."

"Well, there's nothing in the city center. But we can go somewhere past that."

"What about my parents, Deen? I'll have to make up yet another excuse. I want to go out tomorrow but it's kind of tricky considering our circumstances," she said.

I ran my hand through my hair. "I get that. . . But if you can, just please. I need to be around something else other than my family. I love them to death but I don't think I can handle my mother crying again."

She nodded understandingly and pulled me closer. "I get it, okay? Just take a deep breath and think about some things. You look like a deer in headlights and I'm not going anywhere."

Her smile made things brighten up as she cupped my face with her hand. I was so nervous at the thought of losing other people, but I failed to realize that I volunteered myself to be taken away from them. She kissed me delicately once and then twice before giggling a bit.

"Tomorrow, I'll ring you on the horn. I can't promise anything but I'll try my hardest to convince my parents. They haven't been cracking down on me so I think I have a chance. I'm wishing for the best, baby."

"That's all I ask for, thank you. If they say no I don't want you getting in trouble, so don't push it. But at the same time, I really want to see you tomorrow," I said, putting my head on her shoulder.

"I got it, hon'. Don't worry." Her arms found their way snaking beneath my jacket and hugging my torso. "And just when I thought I was okay with letting you go. . ."