HP 9

CHAPTER 9

“I even have to shop for you now”, Emilia grumbles as we walk into the shopping mall, “I’m taking this motherhood thing to a different level”, she sighs.

“I promise to buy you pretty things and also do pretty bad things to you later”, I whisper as I bite her ears and she shivers.

“Well, with all these promises I can see the good in becoming your mother”, she says using her hands to make quotation marks around the word mother.

It’s been a few months since we had the ‘age’ discussion and since then Emilia hadn’t let it go, well except when we were having sex which was getting more often, I had run out of condom more than ten times and I do buy in bulk.

Finally today I got her out of bed to do shopping with me in her free time since school was set to resume soon, I was to get a car too but after a while I realized it might be too extreme so a motorcycle could do.

“What do you think about this shirt”, she asks raising up a button up and I fake gag, “I wouldn’t put that on my body”, I say moving along quickly.

“Well you said you wanted to impress and I see no way this proposed lifestyle with a motorcycle will impress anyone”, she says running her hands through some suit trousers.

“Well I decided I will be the in between kid, bad ass but intelligent, it seems to catch a lot of attention, and damn do I have the face to carry”, I say brushing my hands through my hair.

“Well you’ve officially lost it”, she says moving away quickly, “and lay off on the use of kid”, she shouts turning around, when she realizes how loud her voice was she turns around and puts her hands over her mouth fleeing.

It doesn’t take long as I catch up with her, “You’re the one making it all obvious” I say into her ears, “I don’t look a bit like a kid anymore and I was thinking of getting tats today too, so stop acting that way, this” I say moving my hands from her to me, “It’s normal, so stop freaking out”, I say before putting my hands over her shoulders and dragging her along with her biting my hands for freedom.

“Would you like to see the jeans we have”, a really beautiful shop assistant with the whole blonde and blue eyes asks smiling up at me.

“Well I would love for you to show it to me”, I say moving closer to her.

“We are sure we can find it ourselves”, Emilia says pushing into me, when I look down she stares at me pointedly.

I lift my hands I surrender and follow Emilia as she pulls me away but not before winking at the blondie, I was definitely going to hit that I smiled in my mind.

“Really?” Emilia says stopping at the middle aisle and hitting my chest, I look round to be sure there are no onlookers before I step back.

“Really what?” I say

She looks surprised and it shocks me because yes I do like her and we’ve had our fun but it hadn’t been more than that for me.

“Is this all a joke for you?”, she asks, my sarcastic reply dies in my mouth when I see her tear up.

“Look, I didn’t think we were like that”, I say moving closer to hug her, “I mean I never asked you out”, I say kissing her hair and I feel her freeze.

“What exactly are we?” she says backing off her eyes looking strange, almost unreal.

“Look Emilia, I really didn’t know you wanted more”, I say trying to reason with her, “I mean I’m a kid and I really don’t have much knowledge when it comes to relationship” I say holding my hands out to her.

“So you’re a kid now?” she says nodding her head, “Interesting how you are good at manipulating even at a young age, I’ll hate to see how you will be like when you grow up”, she says turning around.

“you’re leaving me here?” I say open mouthed.

“I’m sure your blonde girl wouldn’t let you get lost”, she says and starts to walk away.

I almost let her go but at a moment of outrage I run after her, “are you serious?” I shout, “at the moment you met me you wanted sex and fooling around and that’s what I did, you don’t get to stand at a shopping mall and act outraged, we were both into this for the sex so come of it”, I say trying my best not to raise my voice.

“It? I should come of it? How convenient”, she says and moves to leave but I drag her back and corner her to an area that has dressing rooms, then I push her to the wall and cage her in with my arms.

“Yes come of it, whatever you are letting get into your head, you were fun but now I really think this bullshit is uncomfortable so let it rest”, I say wishing my eyes could shoot fire right now.

“Is it that easy for you kid” she says sniffing, tear drops falling, it’s like a dam was let loose and her body starts wrecking as I move away scratching my head uncomfortably.

“You know_”, she sniffs and dabs her eyes roughly, “_when I saw you I liked you, it was your eyes they were brown and tired and because I love chocolates I hated seeing a sad chocolate so I wanted to make you feel better, so I flirted, so I wasn’t a whore I just thought you were something special”, she sniffs as she pushes passed me.

“I am not something special Emilia, you should have asked and I would have told you, my only regret is that you found out this way” I say before she can walk away.

“What a fool I am then”, I hear her say and then a while later I turn around and see she’s gone.

Well there’s that, time to find blondie.

“Oh there you are”, I hear before running right into someone with a bundle of clothes.

“Let me get that”, I say plucking the clothes of her hands, “Oh it’s you, the blonde”

She giggles and turns away, “I don’t see your girlfriend”, she says as she shows me where to put down the clothes.

“Well she isn’t my girlfriend, I won’t be so rude to flirt with you in front of my girlfriend”, I say as I smile and her eyes widen.

“You wear braces?”, she asks and I immediately grow self-conscious, “I think it’s cool, makes me feel like I’m with Wayne and those celebrities” she says and I smile large.

“So why are you working?” I ask as we reach the place I have to drop down the clothes.

“I’m passing time before I have to go to school”, she says as she starts hanging the clothes in different places.

“School?” I ask as I pass her a cloth.

“Yep Gold, I’ll be going there, new intake” she says thanking me as she collects the cloth.

“Wow I got into Gold too that’s why I’m in Canada”, I say and she stops right before hanging the cloth.

“Wow_”, she starts to say but I quickly cut her off, “_I’m a scholarship student though”, I say looking away immediately.

“You’re a scholarship student?”, she shouts looking at me from head to toe, again and again.

“Well judge me”, I say sarcastically.

“But you look too uhm, what’s that word, rich? Good? I mean you don’t look like its written on the face” she says still looking at me, “The scholarship-ness I mean” she repeats quoting with her fingers.

“Well sometimes it’s not always as it seems” I say turning away.

“Well then let me help you pick some clothes before my boss kills me, then we will talk about you, friend?” she says confirming if I agree to be friends.

I smile and nod and she gives me a full blown smile that leaves me tingly inside.

“You’re working too Miss I don’t look like it”, I say as we move through clothes.

“Miss Aria”, she starts, “and well I have to pass time and I’ve never been the lazy type”, she smirks as she pulls down a jean that I could see myself totally rocking.

“And I’m Luca”, I say before taking the jeans, “I could rock this” I say looking at it.

“Want to help me pull off”, I say with a mischievous grin.

“Stop it”, she laughs before pushing me to a changing room.

And that’s how the day goes, shopping, playing and getting to know my new friend.