Mistakes

Chapter 6

Tonight is our Wet Party. But because Damon didn't want me to go, I decided not to. We'll have a date today. I don't know where he will take me because I didn't ask either. I was facing the dresser. I put a powder and lip tint. I pressed my lips twice, and I was ready to go. I'm too nervous. I don't know. It's our first time having a date. Wearing baby blue jeans and a white strappy top, and I was carrying a small bag.

I went down the stairs, and I immediately saw Mom cooking. "Mom."

"Do you have a walk?" she asked and continued cooking.

"Ah yes, maybe I'll spend the night there," I said, but I didn't say I was going on a date. She paused for a moment.

"Okay, just call me when there's a problem, okay?"

I smiled widely. "Yes, mom. I won't stay up too late. "

My mom's name is Ericka, and my dad wasn't here. He worked on the ship, so he only went home once. So, mama and I are almost always together.

After I said goodbye, I left the house. I was immediately warmed up by the sun. The sun is exceptionally light today. It's nine o'clock in the morning. We talked at nine o'clock, but I'm still here and haven't left yet. We will meet at HMU. I looked at the sky and saw the bird perched on a tree. I smiled.

I look down immediately when I hear a car stop. My chest immediately throbbed when I saw Damon's car in front of me. He got out of his car. Damon is wearing a long white sleeve and faded pants.

Things matter to him. The muscles in his body seemed so strong. My chest throbbed, and I panicked for no apparent reason. Why is he here? I thought we would meet at school. I shuddered to approach him as if I was about to fall at any moment. He was leaning on his car, both hands in his pockets.

"Uh...I thought--"

"You took so long." He seriously said without breaking his eyes on me. Is it long? It's not the time yet. Is he that bored right away?

"I'm sorry," I said, looking up at him. He opened the front seat.

"Get in." I got into his car. I am incredibly nervous!

The interior of his car is all black. I put my bag on my lap. When he entered, he had not yet turned on his car; he looked at me first.

I raised an eyebrow. "Why?" I asked. "Nervous?"

I nodded gently. I couldn't hold his gaze. I am intimidated. Especially since his face was so perfect. I gasped when he grabbed my chin to look at him. "How many men have you dated?" He asked in a severe tone.

What? Why is he asking like this? I shook my head. "No. This is my first time. " He smirked and licked his lips. He leaned to close our distance. I relied on the headrest of my seat. He laid his hand on my reclining backrest. He cages me in a territorial stance. What...I didn't know he was so touchy! He helps up my chin more so that our nose is almost touching. I can almost close my eyes with so much nervousness.

"What if I say... you're just mine? Will you agree?"

"What do you mean?" I asked softly. He tucked some of my hair.

"You're mine." He declared. I didn't say anything, but I still managed to nod. It's like a dream come true. It's like I've been chasing him lately. Even at dawn, I make cookies for him, but now here he is, and we are dating. Did he already appreciate all my efforts? Has he realized it yet?

"Just mine, remember that," he warned, and he claimed my lips. My chest throbbed immediately. My head recoiled as his kiss advanced. He expertly sucked my lips and kissed me from all angles. I hardly even responded. I don't know how to kiss! My god! I'm going crazy with you, Damon. I don't know what you want. Yes, I am yours. Are you mine? I think not. I still look miserable. I almost didn't look at him when he finished the kiss, but our distance remained close. He would have kissed me again, but that didn't happen because of my cellphone ringing. I was still a little nervous because of the suddenness. Gosh. Is Damon this hungry for a kiss? He was far away, so I immediately took my cell phone out of my bag. I gasped when I read Ryle Rodriguez as the caller. I would have answered, but Damon took it right away. He didn't hesitate to answer the call.