My secret lover

Chapter 36

"I don't think we should be engaged." I mumble, still in dean's arms. He looks at me, hurt in his eyes. "Why?" He asks. "I'm not ready... I don't think either of us are." I explain, rubbing his arms up and down. Dean nods. "Yeah, you're right." He mutters. "I still love you." I say to him. "You still want to be together?" He asks. "Of course." I reply. He smiles at me before his phone starts ringing. "Oh, I gotta take this." Dean says, stepping away from me. I nod in understanding as he walks out of my room, roman seemingly disappearing. Roman pops up in my room shortly after, his arms crossed. "I love you too and we've both made mistakes." He says mockingly, his voice shrill. I glare at him slightly. "We both did make mistakes, jerk." I say, crossing my arms in defense. Roman chuckles, a gorgeous smile coming on his face. "I'm kidding, I was just mocking you." He laughs, making me relax a little. "I don't know what I wanna do anymore, I love dean... But you're just so..." I trail off, not exactly knowing the word myself. "Talk it out with dean, please? I know that he truly loves you too. He's just a little hard headed at times and difficult to communicate with." Roman says softly, running his hand through my hair and smiling. I smile back at him. "Why do you have to make it difficult?" I groan. "What do you mean?" He asks, confused. "Because you're being so nice and now I wanna be with you." I frown. Roman chuckles, bending down and kissing me softly. I wrap my arms around his neck quickly, to keep him in place. "I kinda wanna be with you too." He whispers, his eyes still closed and his forehead against mine. "Dean's gonna come back in soon." I breathe. Roman mumbles something in response and steps back a little. "Talk about you guys' relationship and then we'll talk, ok?" He says, smiling. I smile too. "Ok. Thanks." He nods and walks out of the room. I sit on my bed, playing with my fingers. Dean walks in a few minutes later and sits next to me. "Hey babe." He says caringly. "Hey... We need to finish talking." I mumble. "Ok. What do you want to talk about?" Dean asks. "Us." I reply, looking at him. Dean nods slowly. "I think... We need to-" "we need to spend some time together alone." Dean cuts me off, making a small smile come to my lips. "That'd be great." I say, nodding. Dean grins at me. "RAW is gonna be here tomorrow, I'll get you a front row seat and then after the show I'll come and get you. You can hang out with me while I get ready to go and stuff. Then after, how does a little trip to California sound?" Dean asks, kissing me quickly. "That sounds fantastic." I mumble against his lips. Dean chuckles lowly, connecting our lips again. He deepens the kiss with his tongue and I sigh happily against his mouth. "I. Love. You." He says between kissing me. I only nod in response, not wanting to pull away from the kiss. "You know that I will never stop loving you, right?" I mutter, running my hands up and down his chest. Dean nods, pushing me down onto my bed and falling on top of me, our tongues fighting for dominance. Like always, his wins and I grip his shirt as his hands run along my body. His hands get a little grabby, and I moan as he slips one under my shirt, rubbing my hip. "Your hands are cold." I breathe, shivering slightly. "Ya know what they say, cold hands; warm heart." He whispers, rolling his hips against mine. I moan, jerking my hips up to his. "Y-yeah." I mutter, smashing my lips to his. Dean bites my lip, pulling on it. I run my hands through his hair, tugging on it. He moans lightly and I hear someone clear their throat. Me and dean turn and see my dad leaning against the door frame, arms crossed and a scowl on his face. "In to the living room now." He growls, glaring at dean. My face heats up and dean rolls off of me quickly. My dad pushes off the way and walks down the hall. I jump up and tug dean along behind me. We walk into the living room and roman looks down at dean's crotch and snickers, an amused smile on his face. I look too and see that dean has a full on hard. I bite my lip, trying not to smile. My dad pushes dean and I over to the couch from behind and we sit down, dean covering his lap. "Seth, roman, can you two please leave for a few minutes?" My dad asks behind clenched teeth. They nod their heads quickly and walk out to the backyard. My dad turns to us and sits on the love seat across from the couch. My mom sits next to him and I cringe slightly, this can't be good. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" My dad asks dean, his voiced raised. I cringe again, making a pained expression. Dean places a hand on my thigh. "I'm so-" "don't do that sorry crap. We both know that you're not." Steve cuts him off. This time, dean is the one who cringes. "Steve you're being a li-" "Helen, I'm not done." He says, before glaring at dean. "How many times have you had sex with my daughter?" He asks, making my cheeks turn pink again. "You do know that it's illegal to have sex with her?" He fires off another question, not letting dean answer the first. "I have every right to call the cops on you right now, the only reason I haven't is because of Helen and magic." Steve reveals. Dean's grip on my thigh tightens. "Get your hand off of her." Dean's hand flys off of my thigh. "Sorry." He mumbles. "Steve, calm down. I think you should just talk to them cal-" "I don't want to." He says, seething. "Dad," I say quietly. His eyes snap to mine. "I love dean, shouldn't that be all that matters?" I ask, looking down. "You're 17 and he's 28." My dad says coldly. I start to pick at my nail polish. Steve sighs. "I'm letting you date her so you should be grateful... But we need to set some ground rules. 1, no kissing on the lips. 2, no inappropriate touching. 3, do not, and I mean never, have sex with her. And 4, if I ever hear or think that you hurt her in any humanly possible way, I will kill you." Steve says, making me look at dean. He nods, swallowing hard. "Y-yes sir." He stutters lightly. Steve smirks, content with himself. "But if you do have sex, wear a condom sweety." Helen says to dean, smiling slightly. Dean nods as Steve frowns at Helen. "And I better never see one of those again from you." Steve threatens, pointing to dean's lap. Dean's face lights up like an apple, making me almost giggle at him. "Sorry." He mutters. My parents get up. "You can go do whatever, as long as you're not breaking any of the rules." He says, walking away. I look at my mom. "Can we go swimming?" I ask hopefully. She smiles, nodding. She quickly looks for my dad. "Ignore those silly rules, just don't be doing anything in this house and be safe." She whispers, winking. I nod, blushing. She walks away and we get up. I hug dean, standing on my tiptoes so I can wrap my arms around his neck. "I'm sorry about him." I sigh, pecking him on the nose. Dean glances behind me and I turn slightly to see my dad. I roll my eyes. "We're not gonna do anything, dad." I groan. "Good, then you won't mind if I just make a quick cup of coffee." He says, walking into the kitchen, which you can easily see opus from. Dean swallows nervously, looking at me with pleading eyes as his hands rest on my hips. "You wanna go for a swim?" I ask him, playing with the hair that's on the back of his head and hangs down onto his neck. "Yeah, of course." He says, pressing his lips against my forehead. I close my eyes, embracing dean tighter. "Oh, just go swimming already." My dad groans, squinting at us. Dean steps back quickly, making me sigh. I lead dean back into my room and close the door. I press him against it, crashing our lips together. "M-magic." He mumbles, his lips barely apart from mine. He pushes me away slightly by placing his hands on my hips. I give him a confused look. "Not here. I don't want to screw this up." He says, licking his lips. I nod, looking down. "Yeah, sorry." I whisper. Dean tilts my chin up to look at him. "Don't be sorry. Cause I wanna kiss the hell out of you right now, but I don't want to get us in trouble." He grins, rubbing my cheek with his thumb. I nod, smiling. "I love you so much." I tell him. "I love you too." He says.

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"Come on Seth, just jump in." Dean groans from our spot in the pool, his hands on my hips as we tread water. Seth is standing out of the water again like a little wimp, and roman is swimming around, laughing about it. Finally, I swim over to the edge, looking up at Seth. "I'm gonna pull you in." I tell him. He rolls his eyes. "Su- AHHHH." He screams as I pull his leg and he falls in. I laugh, swimming away from him. Seth pops up, frowning. "You're mean." He states. I smirk and then I get pulled under, making me quickly hold my breath. Dean turns me to face him, smiling with his mouth closed. I roll my eyes at him. He looks up before placing his lips to mine, his hands on either side of my face. He slips his tongue in my mouth and a few seconds later, we have to swim to the surface for air.

Hey lovelys! So I was thinking of starting a punk fanfic with zombies. I'm not sure though. So tell me in the comments if you'd like to read it :)