Let Me Teach Ya (Nemi)

The Rainstorm

Demi's POV

I stood there, wrapped up in Mr. Jonas' arms. I watched as he licked his lips, and inched closer towards my face, our lips almost touching. My heart began to beat rapidly, my eyes began to shut, and I could feel my face being drawn closer to him. Once I realized what was happening, I quickly snapped myself back into reality. "I have a boyfriend." I whispered under my breath, as I leaned back. Mr. Jonas' eyes quickly opened, and he his hands instantly dropped from my waist side. I watched as he took a step back. He looked at me, and then ran both his hands through his hair. His eyes came up to meet mine once more.

"Everything that happened today, stays between us. I do not want you telling a single soul what went on today. You weren't even supposed to be here. Go deliver that envelope, like I asked you to do hours ago, and then go home. If I find out you told-"

"I wont tell anyone," I softly said. He looked at me, and went to say something, but stopped himself. He let out a deep sigh, and began to walk down the street. I thought about running after him, so we could talk about what had just happened, but it was a lost cause. I could tell that he was already frustrated with me. I decided to just turn around, and head over to 42nd street, and deliver the envelope like I was asked to do. I really wasn't wanting to cause anymore trouble than I already have.

After I dropped off the envelope to the finance office, I was free the rest of the afternoon. I decided to go over, and spend some time with Wilmer. He had just got home from his trip and I was really missing him. Wilmer wasn't really wanting to go out tonight because he was tired from his long flight, which I was fine with. We decided to just stay in, and cuddle up to a movie. Once the movie started, Wilmer wrapped his arm around my waist, and I was immediately taken back to my time in the park with Mr. Jonas. I kept thinking about what would have happened if I hadn't said I had a boyfriend. Would we have kissed? Would we have regretted it? Would work have been weird? All of these questions consumed my thoughts. I think Wilmer began to notice that I was in a trance because the next thing I know, he is trying to get my attention.

"Dem, you ok there? You look like you're out of it. Penny for your thoughts?" He asked, while squeezing my waist side.

"Oh, sorry! I was just thinking about all of the paperwork that I have to do for Mr. Jonas tomorrow. That man always has something for me to do," I said with a little chuckle. I felt bad for lying to Wilmer, and not telling him about what really happened earlier in the park, but I felt like it was best. I mean, I am in love with Wilmer. I didn't do anything wrong, I stopped anything from happening, so I shouldn't feel guilty, right? I decided to put my mind to rest. I looked up over at Wilmer, who was intensly looking at the TV, I took both my hands and placed them on both sides of his face, causing him to look at me. He let out a slight chuckle. Before he could say anything my lips hit his, and seconds later, my tongue was dancing inside of his mouth. Things started getting hot between Wilmer and I. At some point, we ended up naked, but didn't go further than our typical oral sex. I wanted to be open to having sex with Wilmer tonight, but I chickened out. Im not sure why, but I panicked, and realized that I am not ready. Wilmer said he understands, and will always respect my decision, but I know that it still frustrates him.

After I had shot Wilmer down, he was distant the rest of the night. When I asked what was wrong, he said nothing, that he was just tired. I decided not to press him anymore on the topic. We watched a few movies, and then we decided to go lay in bed. We hardly even cuddled before Wilmer was passed out. He was lying as far away as possible from me. I was annoyed, but I know it was my own fault, since I wasn't ready to have sex with him. Maybe tomorrow I will be ready. I let out a deep sigh, and then closed my eyes, and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I saw that Wilmer was already gone. I was sad, but I didnt want it to bother me. I saw that he had left a note on his pillow next to me. I went to read it.