Summer I Feel For Him

Chapter Eighteen

Once I was in my room and change into something comfy to wear, I sat down on my chair and open my  book I Have Something To Tell You to the first page. When I look in it I see Peter has wrote in my book I want to be mad as it's my favioure but I can't.

Peter wrote his initials in the front page. The though of it made me smile. Oh how Peter is warming my heart up. First I though of Peter, I hated him so much when I first meet  him and now....

I don't know what I'm feeling. I have alway been afraid to know what I'm feeling, but now a boy that has catch my attention I don't know what to feel for Peter.

I trace the handwriting of Peter's with my finger while I stare at it not caring in the world if other's see it. I let a long sigh out while I put my hand on my chin.

I then came back to the world by the sound of a knock on my widow. I turn around in my chair to see Peter hanging on the window frame. I smiled at him while he gives me a cheeky grin,

I got up, walking to my window and open it to face Peter.

"Hey there" Peter said with a smile as I step back letting Peter come into my room.

"Hey" I said just standing there.

"So what have you been up too" Peter asked as I sat on my bed crossing my legs while Peter walk round my room looking at my stuff I got.

"I was going to do some reading when I see you wrote P.H in it" I said as Peter turn around with a grin while I smiled at him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean too-" Peter said as I cut him off.

"It's fine, I love it" I told Peter he sigh afraid I will have a go at him. 

"So Mom wants you and my Mom to come round on Friday if that's okay?" Peter asked sitting on my bed looking at me.

"Sounds fine" I said with a smile. God I wish I could smash my lips on him and kiss Peter until I stop breathing.

Both Peter and I then sat in silence not knowing what to do or say. I was playing with my hands feeling nervous and afraid to say the wrong thing to Peter. While Peter look around the room at everything.

"What's this?" Peter asked catching my small note book I write my thoughts in.

My eye wide and I have fear came to me. Peter got up and grab it. I then jump off the bed and jump on Peter's back to stop him from reading it but it was too late as I wrape my legs around he's waist, heat then travel to my cheeks feeling embarrassed what Peter might think of me.

"Don't read it!" I told him as Peter flip through pages.

"Mr rude boy, yet again still keeps following me and my friends. God I hate him so much like why won't he just leave me alone? Why did he chose to come here? God I hate him so much that it makes me sick to the stomach. I hate, I hate, I hate" Peter read out as I jump down with little tears in my eyes.

I feel like I want to cry into my pillow now and to hear Peter shout at me. God why do I have to be so stupid. I should of thrown the book away.

"Danielle?" Peter asked as I sit on my bed  looking down while tears spill out my eyes.

"Go ahead yell at me. I'm so stupid to let you read it" I said hearing Peter chuckle fill him sit next to me.

"I'm not going to shout at you" Peter said in a calm voice. I look up at him while tears run down my face. I let a sniff out as Peter wipe my tears away.

"Why not?" I asked quietly.

"Because, I think I am falling for you" Peter confess to me. My mouth hang open after what he said.

I had to blink a few times just like I did before. But Peter Hills telling me he is in love with me? I'm not sure if this is real or a dream but it definely feels real.

"What?" I asked in disbelief. Peter let a sigh out while putting he's hands on my face to make me look into he's eyes.

"Danielle...I think I am falling for you" Peter said looking me in the eyes and only in the eyes.

"I...I don't know how I feel" I told Peter truthfully looking him back in the eyes.

It's hard for me to know if I love someone or not. And I know nothing about love or being in a relationship.

"It's okay. I'll show you" Peter told as I nodded at him. Peter then kiss my forhead as I close my eyes at the feeling of it.

So many thoughts and feelings run through my head and I don't know which one to chose from.

I when up to my pillow and pull Peter hand with me while I lay down, wanting Peter to lay down with me so we can cuddle together.

"Lay with me?" I asked which Peter nodded as Peter lay down next to me as he wrap he's strong arms around my waist as he put he's head at the croak of my neck. Hearing him breathe in made me relax in he's touch.

"You smell good" He said.

"Hmm" I  said to him.

"I like this, it's comforting" I told Peter shutting my eyes while I relax it Peter's touch. I was never really a physical touch person nore have I ever had a boyfriend.

But it seems Peter has shown me when he came here and now I seem to love it. Maybe Peter can teach me how to love and feel. To show what love is, not in just your body but what you feel for others.

Maybe I am falling for Mr Bad Boy, Peter Hills.