When Summer Ends by Katy Wormald (the speed reading book txt) 📕

was a lot larger than mine. It was decorated in black paint with silver on one wall, and silver graffiti writing on the others, although to me most of the graffiti was unreadable. Above his large, double bed were loads of posters. Most of them were bands like Paramore, Kids in glass houses and My chemical romance, although a few others were of half naked women on flashy cars-typical guy!

The room was a lot neater than I would of immagined for a 17 year old lad, There were a few clothes and empty cans in the room- but nothing major like you see on TV. In one corner of the room he had a guitar and amplifier, I wonder if he plays? Of corse he plays if he has one...wow, I really am loosing it! I wonder if he'll play something for me if I ask him? I made a mental note to ask him later.

On one wall of the room there were a row of large shelf's, stretching the entire wall, on some were photos of him with friends, some of who I met earlier, deodorants, hair products, CD's and books. I read some of the book titles, and was actually quite surprised when I saw a few from George Orwell, who was my favorite author. There were even the Twilight books, all of which I'd read hundred's of times and totally loved!

Declan was sat on his bed, where he'd placed the snacks he'd brought up from us both, and was looking through another pile of CD's. I walked over and stood by his bed, unsure of what to do. He smiled at me, obviously noticing my nervousness. He extended his hand out to me, I took it and sat next to him on the bed, flicking through some more CD's. I passed him The Script album and he put it in the CD player, putting the volume to a low level so that we could easily talk over it. For a few minutes we sat in silence listening to the music.

"You don't have to act all nervous you know, its only me." He said nudging my shoulder with his head. Although he was smiling, I knew what he was saying was the truth, I hadn't felt nervous with him all day- so why start now? I propped myself up on my shoulders and studied the graffiti on his wall- I'm not sure if he did it or not, but it looked pretty cool.

"Oh, I know...do you play guitar?" I asked him as I pointed towards it.

"Yeah, well only a little- I used to play a lot when I was younger, haven't really got the time for it though." He stood up walking towards it and picking it up. "Wanna hear something?" He asked strumming the guitar strings slightly.

"Sure, why not." I answered sitting up and leaning forward, eagerly waiting for him to play.

"Stap your socks on, 'coz I'm gunna rock em off!" He said laughing. I burst out in hysterics, I laid flat on the bed laughing my head off, he was such a geek!

"Your so lame, just bloody play something!" I said in between giggle fits. He strummed the guitar slowly, making a light melody. I didn't know the tune that he was playing, but loved it instantly. He closed his eyes and concentrated on playing. I did the same and let the music flow through me. He was a wonderful musician- I even know that and I'm not good at any instrument ( except the triangle with I absolutely rock at!). I was still laid on the bed with my eyes closed when I felt the bed dip down at side of me. I opened my eyes to see Declan laid next to me. I hadn't even noticed him stop playing, he turned the music up on the CD player and we laid there for a while singing songs by The Script.

I grabbed a can of soda and passed one to Declan, we had been listening to music now for almost an hour and the CD had just finished, my stomach was growling and I couldn't wait to get something to eat. I doubted that Marissa was still downstairs, but doubted even more that she had cooked diner. From what she showed yesterday she didn't have much cooking skills, I on the other hand was a culinary genius! I opened a packet of crisps and ate them quickly, offering the other to Declan who said he's pass, so I ate his as well. Although after two packets my stomach was growling louder than before. Declan laughed at my rumbling tummy and told me he'd be one sec and went downstairs.

I was in his bedroom alone, and had only just realised how dark it was outside. I looked out of the window, and my house had its lights on, Marissa should be home if they were turned on, but it was just as likely that she forgot to turn them off. Although I had never been very close to Marissa, I was starting to get closer to her each day, I though of her more as a sister than a aunt and wished I would have spent more time with her before now. I wondered if she has always been this laid back and easy going, or if it was something that she gained within herself after her divorce, either way I defiantly wanted to stay close even after I went back home. Home...the though of home tied my stomach in knots. I needed to leave to get back to school soon, but I don't know how I would be able to leave Declan. I decided not to think about it, after all, I hadn't know Decaln that long and didn't even know if we would still be together by then.

Declan arrived back up into his bedroom a few minutes later. "You wanna stay for tea? My mum said you can, she know how bad Marissa is at cooking." He said smiling.

"Erm, yeah sure. If its not too much trouble?" I asked, not wanting to impose.

"No its fine really, she makes enough to feed the street anyway. Come on, my dad's just got in and I want you to meet him and my brother before we eat." He said taking my hand in his and leading me down the stairs.

We walked back into his living room to see his dad and who I assume was his brother. They were both sat on the sofa side by side pointing a children's book with pictures of animals in. His dad looked a lot like Declan, although he had a darker tan and a lot less hair. He was wearing a smart suit, but without the tie and jacket, which were strung over a chair. He looked up to us and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Matthew, Declans dad." He said standing up and holding his hand out to shake mine. He was a bit smaller than Declan by about 2 inch, but was still quite a bit taller than me. I had now decided that he was some sort of business man, by the suit and the very impressive handshake.

"Dad, this is Jodie, my girlfriend." Declan told him beaming. I blushed and looked away, feeling a little embaressed as all people do when they first meet their boyfriends' parents.

"Oh, Marissa's niece, she told us you were going to be staying with her, its nice to meet you." He said smiling again. I looked over to Declans little brother- who I'd was about 7. He was now sat looking at us intrigued.

"That's William, William this is my girlfriend Jodie." Declan said out loud, although he was doing sign language with his hands. I watched him sign out the words as he said them to me. I would have never guessed that his brother was deaf, although I guess its not something you can when you look at a person. I didn't know how to do sign language so I waved and smiled at William, who signed something back to Declan and waved at me smiling.

"He said hey and do you like frogs?" Declan interperated for me, I didn't really know how to answer. Do I like frogs? I'd never really though about it much, I guess I don't not like them, but how much does anyone like frogs?

"Yeah a bit..." I smiling at how odd the question was. Declan signed back to William, I assume telling him that i do in fact like frogs. Although now thinking about how slimy they are decided I actually didn't like frogs. William jumped up from the sofa and grabbed my hand, pulling me down so that I could see his book.

The page was covered with pictures of frogs, and a few sentences about each one. He pointed to one and then signed to me. I looked up to Declan, hoping he'd tell me what William had said. "He's telling you what the writing says." Declan told me smiling and crouching down besides us. His dad, Matthew as he had just told me, sat back down of the sofa after ruffling William's light brown hair. He was so cute, he had huge blue eyes and a chubby face. I wanted to squeeze his cheeks and talk baby-talk to him, but I think it would have been weired if I did, with him being 7 and me hardly knowing him.

"Diners Ready!" Laura called from what I assume is the kitchen. Declan grabbed my hand and Matthew picked little William up and carried him into the kitchen behind us. Laura had prepared loads of food and laid it all out on the table in front of us. Declan was so right about her making enough for the whole street! We sat down at the table at chatted, William told a story about how he got a gold star today in maths, which James told out loud so that I could hear. They told me to help myself to food, like everybody else was. I wasn't going to get a lot and seem greedy, but it all tasted so good I had to get seconds along with Declan! After diner I thanked Laura and Matthew for the meal and offered to help clean up, with Laura told me was a lovely though but wasn't necessary, although I told her I didn't mind.

We stood in the kitchen, her washing the plates and me drying. Laura was a realy kind woman who I had no problem talking to or getting along with, she reminded me a lot of Marissa, only more motherly.

"I could tell Declan liked you, he didn't stop talking about you last night when he got home from work." She told me smiling while washing William's Spider man plate-which I thought was awesome as it has a small knife and fork holder on the side!

"I like him too, he seems really nice." I replied smiling at knowing that Declan really likes me. I looked into the living room to see him talking with his dad and looking at a book with William.

"Are you coming around for his party this weekend?" She asked me when she was putting the plates away and I was sitting on a chair next to her.

"Yeah I think so, if Marissa says its okay." I answered knowing that Marissa probably wouldn't having a problem with it.

"Oh good, he's kicking us three out for the night so were taking William to Lego Land and staying there over night. Apparently were not 'hip