When Trouble Meets Trouble - S01 E121

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When Trouble Meets Trouble - S01 E121

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 121

“I said nothing; I was just thinking how we don’t

have a song. And he said…” I exclaimed as we pulled

up to a stop light.

“Our song is a slamming screen door, sneaking out

late, tapping on your window! When we’re on the

phone and you talk real slow cause it’s late and your

momma don’t know! Our song is the way you

laugh, the first date, man I didn’t kiss her and I

should have!” he belted out.

We continued singing along, ignoring the odd stares

from people beside us at the red light. When we

finally stopped singing, I turned to Jonah with a

smirk on my face. “Don’t know the song, huh?”

He gave me a sheepish smile. “I may have

remembered the lyrics.”

I rolled my eyes as I rested my head against the

window. It’s the 14th, Valentine’s Day, the day after

the Valentine’s Day dance, and three days before my

seventeenth birthday. Jonah’s still holding my hand

and kissing my cheek, even though Caleb was

convinced a while ago.

Now, it just seems like we’re a couple, a normal

couple, one that shares kisses and talks about their

future. Although our kisses are on the cheek and our

plans about the future usually include upcoming

projects and what we want to do when we turn 21.

Even though Jonah was still holding my hand and

kissing my cheek, I was upset. Not because I didn’t

enjoy the butterflies that erupted in my stomach

each time I looked at him or when our hands

touched, or even when his lips pecked my cheek; no,

I just don’t want this to end.

We slowed to a stop at a wooden area. I furrowed

my eyebrows as I turned to look at Jonah who

grinned at me. “A nature park?”

“Yes,” Jonah replied as he opened his car door.

Before I could open mine, Jonah beat me to it,

holding the door open while his other hand was

extended to help me up. I guess Jonah wanted to

take advantage of this nice weather, it was 60

degrees Fahrenheit and it was actually sunny. Rather

than the usual cloudy weather; it was bright and the

sun was in the sky.

I allowed Jonah to take my hand as we walked over

a small bridge, one that was above a running river.

We saw small fish jumping out of the water before

abruptly landing back into the stream. I pointed to a

frog that was resting on a rock and Jonah laughed as

its tongue extended to capture a fly.

We continued walking and we came upon a lake. I

realized that the bridge we were on was higher up

and we could see over the lake. “Do you see it?”

I turned to look at Jonah with a confused look on my

face. I looked over at the lake again before meeting

Jonah’s gaze once more. I plastered an impatient look

on my face. “No, what is it?”

Instead of pointing like a normal person, Jonah stood

beside me, his side pressed against mine. His head

was beside mine, his breath fanning against my ear.

He lifted his hand and turned my face in the direction

of whatever it was that he wanted me to look at. He

leaned down to whisper in my ear. “It’s a deer.”

I ignored the shivers that ran down my spine and

narrowed my eyes. I saw a light colored figure

hidden in the trees. Jonah’s breath fanned across my

neck and I held back a shiver. I didn’t trust myself to

speak so instead, I just nodded. We moved on after

about five minutes of watching the deer watch us.

We moved on towards a wooded area.

I heard soft patters of feet as Jonah loudly stomped

across the bridge. I reached out and grabbed his arm

as I stared at a fox that was standing straight. Jonah

turned to look at me, a confused look on his face.

“Do you see it?”

Jonah looked around before shaking his head. “See

what?”