I think I love you by Cassandra Smalls (best free ebook reader TXT) 📕

I nodded, showing that I understood. And I did, for some weird reason that kiss felt like we were suppose to. I've kissed a few guys before and it never felt like that. I didn't know how to respond. He kissed my lips gently and I gladly kissed back.   

"Hey D. We thought we could beat you at some basketball." We looked at the doorway and it was Bryan and the twins.   

"Well, well, well, guys what do we have here" one of the twins said. All of them looking at us in the position we were in, their friend straddling my body as I layed down on the floor. I pushed Derek's chest gently and he rolled off of me then sat up. All three of the guys smirking as I sat up.   

"Shut up," I said.   

"We didn't say anything," the twins say as Bryan just put his hands up in surrender. I rolled my eyes. "How did you guys get in here anyway?"   

"The back door is usually unlocked if not there's a spare key," Derek answered.Derek got up then helped me up.

"Are you hungry," he asks. I nod in response. He takes hand and leads me to the kitchen.   

"I am too," the twins say.   

"Me too,"Bryan says.   

"Go make yourself a sandwich. You know where everything is," Derek replied. I sat down on a stool that was against the island in the middle of the big kitchen.   

"Your mom use to make us food all the time." Bryan whined.   

"Oh, yeah. Like chocolate chip cookies and cake." Shawn says.   

"Well she isn't here, is she." Derek says irritated.   

"Is she at work," I ask.The guys freeze. What did I say?   

"No, she's in South Dakota," Bryan answers.   

"But what about the woman who opened the door the first time I came here?"   

"She's my dad's girlfriend." Derek was getting some things out of the fridge.   

"Oh." Still a little confused. Shane puts his hand on my shoulder, telling me to let it go, so I did. Derek was mad, but when he saw Shane's hand on my shoulder he got more angry. I thought I heard a sound come from him, but he didn't move his lips. Shane noticed too and let his hand fall. I got off of the stool and walked next to Derek. He had things for the sandwich and was about to put manase on the bread.   

"I got it," I told him, putting my hand on his arm. He relaxed. I tried to take the butter knife from him.   

"No, I can make it for you. It's fine," he responded.   

"Yeah, you might want to let him make it, 'cause I think that's the only thing he can cook," Bryan said.

I smiled, "That's probably true."   

"No," Derek argued. "I can cook."   

"Oh, really," I asked, in a teasing tone.   

"Yes, really," he mocked. "Fine, I'll show you. Come over Friday night and I'll cook you dinner."   

"Okay, it's a date."   

"Awww," the three guys imitated screeching girls. Their hands on either their face or chest.   

"Shut up," I said, glaring at them.Derek handed me the sandwhich on the plate. "Thanks," I say before taking a bite from it.   

"Welcome," he replies.I finish my sandwhich as the guys fight over why Derek won't make them a sandwhich. I look at the time and see that its close to six.   

"Oh crap. I gotta go. I still need to go to Lisa's tonight," I say to Derek.   

"Okay," he says. Then remembering my mother's deal, "You have to come to my house," pointing to Derek.   

"What," he asks, confused.   

"I made a deal with my mother that you would meet her tonight, for she wouldn't embarrass me."   

"It can't be that bad. How bad can she embarass you," Shawn asks.   

"One time, she shouted 'use protection' when me and my friend, John, went to go play on my Xbox," I said to him. I turned to Derek," You know John and I are only friends and so does my mother."   

"Wait," Shane said, "Do you mean John Whinse?"   

"Yeah. You know him?" The guys started laughing.   

"He's one of my family friends," Derek explained.   

"He must've turned so red," Bryan doubled up with laughter.   

"That's why you need to meet her," I said looking at Derek. "For she doesn't try to embarrass me as much as she does with others."

Derek nods. "Okay." He grabbed my hand and we walked out of his house with the his three friends behind us.    I raised my eyebrow at them, when we got to the front of my house.

"We want to meet your mother," Shane said, smiling. I shook my head and lead the four guys in my house. My mom was in the living room watching television.   

"Wow, Hon'. I thought you said boyfriend, not boyfriends," she says, looking at the trail of guys behind. Someone hugged me from behind.

"Well, ma'am, you're daughters just too beautiful just to have one,"Bryan said, squeezing my shoulders. I elbowed him and glared at him as he let go. I noticed that Derek was glaring at him too.   

"Hey. You wanna spare one for me," my mother asks, moving her eyebrows up and down.   

"I wouldn't mind that," Bryan responded before I could answer. I rolled my eyes at them.   

"Mom," I said taking Derek's hand and forcing him to step up with me, "This is my boyfriend, Derek. Derek meet my mother, Scarlet Harris. Those are his friends, Shane, Shawn, and the idiot, Bryan."   

"Hey, that's mister idiot to you, Missy," Bryan pointed at me. My mom laughed.

"Nice to meet you guys" she responded. The boys said the same back to her.   

"So, Derek, you wanna tell anything before I search through the police records," she asks, standing up and walking over to him.   

"No, I don't think there's anything on me at the police station." He smiled.   

"Eh, I wouldn't say that, D," Shane said. "Remember when you started that fight in that one bar?"   

"Oh, yeah," Bryan said. "And that one time you got caught in the back of the truck with that chick." I gaped at them and then him. He was doing the same to his friends.   

"Shawn, tell my mother it's not true." He was probably the most honest out of the four, if not three.   

"It isn't," he smiled. "They're just messin' around."

My  mom eyed them then started laughing. Derek sighed then glared at the guys.   

"Sorry 'bout that, but I couldn't hold it. Your nickname's... interesting." She smiled, looking like she was about to laugh again. The guys had confused looks on their faces.   

"You mean big D," Shawn asks. That's when my mother laughed again and I joined her this time. She was worse than a middle-schooler when it came to this stuff. The guys still looked confused.Once we sobered up, the guys had smirks on their faces. I guessed they finally caught on. I looked at the time.   

"Mom, I'm gonna go to Lisa's and give her some homework."   

"'Kay. See you guys later." We walked out of my house.

"Your mom's cool," Derek said.    

"Yeah. And worse than a high-schooler sometimes."   

"Dude, can I marry your mom," Bryan asks.   

"Ha, ha. No."   

"Aww," he pouted. 

I shook my head.I pecked Derek's lips when we reached his door way. "I'll see you tomorrow."He nods then gives me a sweet kiss. "Bye, babe," he whispers in my ear.   

"Bye." I start walking to Lisa's house. When I got there, I checked the front door to see if it was unlocked. Surprisingly it was. I guess one of her parent forgot to, be that doesn't seem like they would do something like that. I go up stairs to her room. And I see John kissing Lisa.   

"Yes," I shout,"Finally!" They jumped and separated from each other, seeing me, they blush. "It's about time," I say with a smirk.Lisa smiled shyly at me and John glared.

He turned back to Lisa, "I'll see you tomorrow."   

"No, no. Go on kissing. I've waited for this for a year," I say.   

"I'll see you tomorrow," he repeated to Lisa. He kissed her on the cheek. Waling out ther door, giving me a stern glare. I stuck my tongue out at him and he shook his head.I jumped on Lisa's bed once, he was gone.

"So how was it?"   

"How was what?"   

"Don't you play dumb with me, Lisa Ann. You know exactly what I mean. That kiss." She blushed but she kept her mouth shut. "If you tell me about your's, I'll tell you 'bout mine," I taunted.   

"Okay," she smiled. "It was amazing. His kiss was just incredible. So soft and passionate."I laughed.

"Same with mine. Kissing him, somehow felt right."   

"Exactly. Wait, how'd your's happen?"   

"I was at his house and we were workin' on the math project."   

"Aww," she said. Lisa was a hopeless romantic. She loved girly things like this. I smiled. "

I gotta go. I was here to tell you the homework. I guess John had that covered."

She giggled. "Yeah. Okay, see you tomorrow."   

"'Kay," I said walking out of her room, heading home.

Publication Date: 03-24-2013

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