Summertime Douchebag (COMPLETE/WILL EDIT)

Chapter 12

"Oh. It's not now."

"Why can't we go now? Didn't Brandy invite you to go?" I asked in confusion.

"I thought we were gonna watch a movie at home?"

"You want to watch Twilight?" I tried to hide my laugh.

"No, not really. But I'd rather stay at home and watch movies with you than go to the beach." He admitted.

I let go off my lip and laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" He smiled.

"Because you're a dork. C'mon let's just go."

"No we're going home to watch a movie."

He put his hand on my knee and continued driving.

After about 15 minutes of driving, we made it back home.

"Does it hurt?" He asked randomly.

"Does what hu- Oh." I blushed. "No, besides the cramps, it doesn't feel like anything."

"But blood is coming out of your vag-"

"Stop." I cringed.

"Have you ever used a tampon?" I shook my head.

"Are you scared to?"

"Can we stop with the questions? I think I'm close to staining your seats." I nervously laughed and exited the car.

"We're not watching Twilight." He demanded.

"Yeah, we are." I smirked.

"No, we're not Emilia."

"Yes we are, don't you love fictional characters falling in love?" I smiled and poked his cheek.

"No." He opened the door to his house and entered.

"Are you gonna invite me in?" I laughed.

He rolled his eyes and sighed.

"I guess you're not coming in."

"C'mon, play along." I groaned.

"No, Em. Just come the fuck in."

"But I can't, there's a barrier between the outside world and your h-"

"Come in." He said quickly.

"Was that so hard?" I said in a voice people would usually use around babies. I walked into the house.

"Shut up and come in the kitchen." He took a bag of un popped popcorn from the cabinet.

"You thirsty?" He pulled out 2 beers.

"I don't want a beer."

"This extra one wasn't for you." He laughed. "This ones for you." He said, pulling out an apple juice carton.

I rolled my eyes.

"You know what? give me a beer." I demanded with my arms crossed.

"I don't think so. You look like a light weight."

"Let me tell you.." I murmured.

"What?"

"Nothing. Just give me a beer."

"No, Em. You're on your period, I don't want to heighten your bipolarity." He chuckled.

"I can hear your heart beating hard and fast." He made a hand job movement.

"Oh my god." I said under my breath.

I breathed in and out slowly.

"What time are we going to the beach?" I asked once my heart rate leveled.