Wanting Her

Chapter 26

-HER-

It was half past 8 in the evening when he pulls into our driveway. He turned off the ignition and look at me. Eyes to eyes, I can see that his eyes has unveiled the hidden that is his feelings.

His strong arms reached out to me, hands holding me at my waist and picked me up, settling me on his lap. He picked me up with such ease as though I weighed like a feather.

Did I though?

He wasted no time to hug me close to his warmth. My arms instantaneously hug him too.

"Are you okay?"

He nodded, I can feel the movement as he put his chin on my shoulder and continued to put his face in the crook of my neck.

I can feel my goosebumps rise from the sudden action.

"I love how you're so affected to me." He whispered.

"Shut up."

He laughed and tightened his hug to me. "Thank you for going on a date with me." He kissed my neck once. Twice.

"I should be the one thanking you. So, thank you." I kiss his nose.

"Don't thank me. I wanted to." He pecked my lips. I wonder if he'll ever stop kissing me. He seems that he can't stop.

"Still, you go to this extent and bring this car. I honestly thought you'd ride your bike." I chuckled.

He smiled sweetly at me. A smile nobody ever get it from him but me. Only me.

"Seriously though, what'd your parents do?" I had to asked it again.

His mouth that was smiling, turn down and he looked out the window. His arms fall from embracing me and I don't miss how this topic never fails to make him this way. Cold, distant and secretive.

Fortunately, I'm a fighter. I won't let this to get between us. I snaked my arms up his shoulders, my fingers touched his hair before delving in the silkiness of it, to get his attention on me.

I looked down. Sighing. "I'm sorry. I won't ask again." I said slowly.

His eyes softened a little when he stares at me. It always do when it was directed to me. Yet, he doesn't comment anything on what I just said.

"Will you ever tell me about them?" I asked again. My hands fiddling with his soft hair.

My eyes was full of hope but he just continued to stare at me. Still receiving a silence to an unanswered question.

I sighed again knowing the answer. I stop playing with his hair and put my hands to his shoulder in effort to get off his laps.

But his hands quickly pull me down. He neared me and planted his mouth on mine, he licked the seam of my lips asking for an entrance. I wasted no time and give him access. He make love to my mouth that I can't help the whimpering sound came out of me.

I can always feel his feelings through all of his kiss. Tonight, he kissed me because... he was sorry. He was sorry that he can't tell me about his family. He was sorry that he can't tell me why he was so closed off. He was sorry for everything about his family.

I can feel it.

His mouth continued to kiss my jaw and down my neck. "I'm sorry." He said and his arms hug me tightly before letting me go.

I nodded and get off his lap, my eyes were prickling with the threatening tears to come out. I bit my lips and swallow the big slump in my throat.

I don't know why I felt like crying. I hate it that we ended our date this way. I hate to see how his eyes was sorry when I was out of his car.

I walked to my house and before I could open my door, the door open revealing my dad.

"It's already past nine, where did he take you?" Dad in his scowling features.

His eyes are doing a quick scan on me, searching any possible cuts or anything that can make as an excuse to never meet Ethan again.

Seeing my expression, he scowls in concern. "What happened, did he hurt you?"

What? No.

I shake my head, not wanting to feed my dad, and especially my dad any false pretense, I quickly schooled my features. "Of course not, dad, if anything I'm the one that hurt him."

I walked past him and walked straight to the stairs.

"What does that even mean?" He said in exasperation. He closed and locked the door a little too quickly.

"Nothing, dad. Nothing happened. You have nothing to worry about. He's not dangerous as you think he is."

"How can I not. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I smell trouble when I see one, honey. And he is trouble!"

"No he is not!" I'm so not doing this right now. "Why don't you get to know him first. Then when you meet him, analyze him all you want, then I'll follow what you asked."

I am so not trusting my words right now. I definitely would not going to obey my father.

Before my dad can reply, my mom comes downstairs. Rolling her eyes when he found my dad here.

"I know you would be here." Saying in a bored tone while glaring at my father. "How is it honey?" Her eyes twinkling when she stares at me. Oh, my mom so cool.

"It's okay." I smile.

It's more than okay, it's the best date ever. But considering the fact that this was the only date I've ever went with literally anyone, it shouldn't count.

Even if I have gone to more dates, I've known without a doubt, this still will be my most, the top on my list favorite date. Because the date is Ethan.

It is simply Ethan.

"Go wash up, you have school tomorrow." Mom said rubbing her hands on my back. "Adam, up now."

I walk ahead to my room, and I close the door. I let out the breath I didn't know I kept it long in my lungs. Today is too much.

No, with Ethan is too much.

I don't know what has gotten into me that I have the guts to ask him that question. Again. It's not that we've known each other long. It has only been months for heaven sake.

I can't help it. I want to know everything there is to know about him. I can't help it that I'm starting to care for him. I can't help it that I want to be the one he come to when he felt troubled. I want it and I can't help it.

I groan and went to the bathroom.