When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E37

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When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E37

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 37

“He has to watch us or we’ll set the house on fire

again,” Sabrina said as she hugged herself to stay

warm. They finally quit arguing.

“Butt out Sadie,” Waverly snapped at Sabrina.

“See? I’m Sara,” Sierra stated and they were back at

their playful bickering again.

“I’m sorry, I have to get home,” Jonah smiled

apologetically as he held onto the driver’s side door.

“If you change your mind, I’m just a call away,”

Waverly looked almost desperate. I sighed in relief as

she walked away. Jonah sighed at the same time I

did.

“I heard that; relieved, are we Savannah?” Sierra

whispered to me. I gave her a warning look and she

held her hands up in defeat.

“As much as I’d like to sit out here and freeze to

death, because believe me, I wouldn’t want to do

anything more than sit outside and freeze on a Friday

night, but seeing as they’re having Teen Wolf reruns

on all night, I have to get home,” Sabrina stuffed

herself inside of the car. Sierra quickly hugged me

before getting into the car.

Jonah walked me to my jeep, although it was only

about 15 feet away; it was still a sweet gesture.

“Thanks for that.”

“For what?” I asked as I unlocked the car door.

“Lying for me,” he clarified.

“I wasn’t lying. I do have plans,” I nodded. “If

watching ‘Breaking Bad’ from the minute I get home

until January 2nd count as plans.”

Jonah smirked. “I have a feeling that you didn’t want

me to go with Waverly.”

I decided to try my hand in playing it off. I rolled my

eyes. “Puh-lease, I’ll call her back over here and say

that my plans are off. I’ll tell her that I can babysit

Sierra and Sabrina. I’ll do it,” I pretended that I was

going to shout her name by opening my mouth but

Jonah quickly covered it with his hand. I’m guessing

he bought my bluff.

“No, no, no, don’t do that,” he shoved me into my

car. His hand still over my mouth and his other hand

behind my head. I blinked a few times while staring

at his hand. He’d make a great kidnapper.

“Sorry about that, anyway, I’ll see you Monday, if

there’s school?” he asked while removing his hands

and I simply shrugged. “Say it.”

I stared at him with furrowed eyebrows. “I’ll see you

Monday?”

“No, not that, say that you missed me,” he smirked,

earning a glare from me.

“No,” I shook my head.

“Say it,” he told me.

“No, I’m not a liar,” I crossed my arms.

“I missed you,” he smiled.

“I know you did but I’m not going to say it,” I

smirked while my car roared to life.

He narrowed his eyes. “I hate you."

“I doubt it,” I smirked before closing the door and

pulling out of the parking lot, a goofy grin plastered

on my face.