short stories

faithful

The sun fell from the sky blissfully, the darkness beginning to take over as I leaned back in the passenger seat of Noah's car, my gaze dancing along the horizon line of the sky, the road completely clear from any trees or buildings.

"I'm sorry if this was a little too fancy. I wasn't sure how you would like it." His low voice spoke softly, his hand snaking over to intertwine his fingers with mine. My heart fluttered and a flashed a small smile.

"It was perfect. Thank you, really." I squeezed his hand and looked over at him for a few seconds.

This was our fifth date. He drove about twenty miles from our town to another nearby, into this fancy restaurant that he had booked a couple weeks in advance. Flowers, chocolates, and all. He really was such a lovely guy. Any girl would be lucky to be in the situation i was in.

We began to enter our town again, the vine infested 'welcome' sign coming into view.

"I get to choose the next date, right?" I spoke up, giggling softly as I watched the road in front of us, the odd car passing with it's headlights shining into my eyes.

"Anywhere that I'm with you, I'm happy." He responded, his smile so bright that I had to look away. I felt funny, all giddy and... happy?

We began to pull up next to my house. He parked it at the bottom of the drive. I unbuckled and sat up straight, picking up my flowers and chocolates.

"Thank you, baby." I moved over to kiss his cheek, but he moved just in time so that he pressed his lips against mine.

"Do you think that I could come in for a little?" He asked curiously, his hands holding onto my waist. He grinned playfully and raised his eyebrow.

"I'm sorry, but my parents and my little sisters are all home right now." I used this lie every time, and I was surprised he couldn't see that.

"Well, why don't you come over to mine? My parents away for the weekend, and I know where the key for the tequila shelf is."

"Maybe another night?" I held my breath as I awaited an answer.

"I guess." He sighed softly and shook his head, before our lips connected again, full of need, full of love. He broke the kiss and grunted quietly, before pressing the button on the side of the car door and turned back to me.

"I'm sorry." I bit my lip as I swung my legs around to exit the car, crouching slightly as I stared back into his hungry eyes.

"I love you, you know?" He looked away for a slight couple seconds before his gaze shifted back to me.

"I love you too." No you don't. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight, love."

"Goodnight."

I shut the door and turned on my feet, walking up the concrete pathway, my heels clicking against the ground with every step I took. The sound of the car driving off passed through my ears, and a smirk appeared on my face, which I tried my best to get rid of. My curled hair bounced as I walked up the porch to the house. No sound at all. My parents and sisters were out, as they always were on a Saturday night.

I gripped the handle and pushed the door open, stepping inside and turned to shut it quietly.

"You're back." A voice called out to me, causing my lips to curve upwards.

"Of course." I replied, slipping off my heels and walking into the living room, only to be pushed to the wall roughly. I squeaked loudly and stared into his eyes, searching to see it.

The lust.

"How long we got?" Cole asked, his forehead against mine as I was forced against the wall.

"About an hour." I replied, biting my lip as my gaze remained on him, watching as his grin grew wider and wider, which showed his cute little dimples.

"Good enough." He whispered, his lips connecting with mine before he even finished speaking. My heart raced as he lifted me, laying me down on the family couch carefully, before he climbed on top.

"I love you." He whispered, his hands pulling at my skirt while mine pulled at him jeans.

"I love you too." And this time, I meant it.